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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-357434657346946530</id><published>2009-07-07T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:43:40.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pindah'/><title type='text'>i've moved</title><content type='html'>to where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u r smart enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u will find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-357434657346946530?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/357434657346946530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=357434657346946530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/357434657346946530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/357434657346946530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-moved.html' title='i&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7160069190698312490</id><published>2009-07-03T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:53:11.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Male Organ</title><content type='html'>Question: Ms America,  how do you describe a male organ in your country? &lt;br /&gt;Ms America: Well, I  can say that male organs in Americaare like gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms America: Because it stands every time it sees a woman......&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms Spain,  how do you describe a male organ in your country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Spain: Male organs  in our country are like our very own Bullfight or  Toro(Bull)&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Spain: Because it  charges every time it sees an opening.&lt;br /&gt;(Applause! Applause  !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms  Philippines, how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Philippines: Well,  I can say that male organs in our country are  like  gossip or  rumors.&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms  Philippines: Because it passes from mouth to  mouth.&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!Applause! Standing Ovation! Applause!  Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms Iran, how  do you describe a male organ in your Country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Iran: Well, I can  say that male organs in Iranare like  thieves.&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms I ran: Because they  like to enter through the back door.&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!Applause! Laughter! Laughter! Applause!  Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms India,  how do you describe a male organ in your country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms India: Well, I can  say the male organs in Indiaare like labourers.&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms India: Because it  works day and night......&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!Applause! Applause! Applause! Applause!  Applause! Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms Malaysia,  how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Malaysia: Well, I  can say that Male Organs in Malaysiaare like  Proton car.&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Malaysia: Look  tough but actually very soft.&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!Applause! Laughter! Laughter! Applause!  Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms  Singapore,how do you describe a male organ in your  country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Singapore: Well, I  can say that male organ In Singapore is very  Kiasu (Afraid to  lose).&lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Singapore: It always wants  to rush in quick and leave 15 minutes  before the show is  over.&lt;br /&gt;(Applause! Applause!  Applause! Applause! Applause! Applause! Applause!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Ms China,  how do you describe a male organ in your country?&lt;br /&gt;Ms China: Well, I can  say that Male Organs in Chinaare like Deng Siu   Ping. &lt;br /&gt;Question: How can you  say so?&lt;br /&gt;Ms China: Short and  hard working, but can work until 90.&lt;br /&gt;(Applause!Applause! Laughter! Laughter! Applause!  Applause!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7160069190698312490?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7160069190698312490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7160069190698312490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7160069190698312490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7160069190698312490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/male-organ.html' title='Male Organ'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-957684378180800108</id><published>2009-07-02T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:26:12.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont's Waste Your Time</title><content type='html'>Daniel: I guess we are the left overs in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: I think so.. All of my friends have boyfriends &amp; we are the only 2&lt;br /&gt;persons left in this world without any special someone in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Yup! I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: I know! We'll play a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: What game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: I'll be your girlfriend for 30 days &amp; you will be my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: That's a great plan in fact, I don't have anything to do for the&lt;br /&gt;following weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched their first movie together &amp; were both touched in the romantic film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the beach &amp; had a picnic... Daniel &amp; Jasmine had their quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 12:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they went to a Horror House.. Jasmine was scared and she tried to touch Daniel's hand but by accident she touched someone else's and they both laughed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 14:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw a fortune teller down the road and asked for their future. The&lt;br /&gt;fortune teller said: 'My darlings, please don't waste the time of your lives... spend your time together happily.' Then tears flow from the teller's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 20:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor... Jasmine mumbled something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 28:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rode on a bus and because of the bumpy road, Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 29:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:37 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel &amp; Jasmine were sitting in the park where they first decided to play this game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: I'm tired Jasmine... do you want any drinks? I'll buy you one.. I'll just go down the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: Apple juice would be fine,thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Wait for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later... a stranger  approached Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Are you a friend of Daniel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: Yes, why? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: A reckless drunken driver ran over Daniel &amp; he is critical in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:57pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor came out from the emergency room &amp; handed out an apple juice &amp; a letter to Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: We found this in Daniel's pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine read the letter which says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, this past few days, I realized you are really a cute girl &amp; I am falling for you.. your cherished smile, your everything when we played this game.. &amp; before this game ends, I would like you to be my girlfriend for the rest of my&lt;br /&gt;life. I love you, Jasmine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine crumples the paper &amp; shouted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Daniel! I don't want you to die...I love you... Remember that night we saw a meteor? I mumbled something.. I wished that we would be together forever &amp; never end this game. Please don't leave me, Daniel... I love you, you cannot do this to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the clock strikes 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel's heart stop pumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THEN IT WAS THE 30th DAY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-957684378180800108?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/957684378180800108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=957684378180800108&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/957684378180800108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/957684378180800108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/donts-waste-your-time.html' title='Dont&apos;s Waste Your Time'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2260899687125179494</id><published>2009-07-01T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:14:55.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>i'm still...</title><content type='html'>... in office. finish shift at 10.30pm. now is 12.15 midnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to look for a place to stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i lost my mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2260899687125179494?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2260899687125179494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2260899687125179494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2260899687125179494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2260899687125179494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-still.html' title='i&apos;m still...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7042468962297048232</id><published>2009-06-29T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:22:37.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Sunday</title><content type='html'>Ystd really walk until my legs numb eh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up by my dearest W’s text msg. She was asking me to wake up and I was still lazing on the bed refuse to wake up. She kept reminding me I have errands to do but I still refuse to wake up. :P&lt;br /&gt;But at the end I still wake up la. Cos I really got things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But… I’m really too damn good at dilly dallying lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 12 or 1pm… (I think). Went online a while with Facebook a little, Restaurant City a bit, chat a little, text with baby a lot… :D&lt;br /&gt;Before I know it, it is alre 3pm. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I went for my bath and dress up. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjcLrkr2LI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_gEXU6RNssI/s1600-h/344_4a47d9745c58d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjcLrkr2LI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_gEXU6RNssI/s400/344_4a47d9745c58d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352770250363099314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle my MPC bills and my car loan and headed towards The Curve. Parking was easy despite it’s a Sunday and it is pack with people. But I manage to find parking within 5 mins. Sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went walking around flea market. AndmyI hand was really really itchy till I can just buy at least one stuff at each stall. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss, bought the bag organizer that my colleague wanted. :)&lt;br /&gt;Btw, this bag organizer thingie is really great for people like me and my colleague who loves to carry big bags. You know how your things tend to get so messy in your bag and u don’t know how to find tiny things till u need to pour out everything in order to get that ONE thing that u were looking for? This bag organizer thing actually fits your bag, doesn’t matter if your bag is smaller cos it is adjustable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjZ0aqcMEI/AAAAAAAAAqM/YiVAe7XJ0J8/s1600-h/IMG_4007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352767651663589442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjZ0aqcMEI/AAAAAAAAAqM/YiVAe7XJ0J8/s400/IMG_4007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my stuffs in my bag. and it is just part of it. :P and yes. i bring coffee everywhere i go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjZzz1iXjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cXpbW0K2bic/s1600-h/IMG_4010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352767641241148978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjZzz1iXjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cXpbW0K2bic/s400/IMG_4010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part is where u wanna put things that cant be seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this can be bought at The Curve's flea market. the stalls are rotating. so walk around and hunt for it if u r interested. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the bag organizer, headed towards Cineleisure. At 1st I wanted to buy advance tickets but unfortunately not available. So I went Juice Works and got their Cookies and Crème as meal replacement. It’s actually filling eh and delicious too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IKEA to get those transparent shoe boxes. I have to get those. All my shoes are well kept in boxes by my lovable grandma, which most of the time I don’t know where is it placed. So I need to raise my voice a bit (she got hearing problem wan ok. Not I did it on purpose) whenever I was seeking for my shoe. And bought something else. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I wonder around killing time to meet big cow for dinner. After dinner, balik, online lagi… sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7042468962297048232?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7042468962297048232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7042468962297048232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7042468962297048232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7042468962297048232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/ystd-really-walk-until-my-legs-numb-eh.html' title='Peaceful Sunday'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SkjcLrkr2LI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_gEXU6RNssI/s72-c/344_4a47d9745c58d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3875541494446881293</id><published>2009-06-27T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:35:16.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><title type='text'>OMG! Crabs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://dc95.4shared.com/flash/flvplayer.swf" width="470" height="320" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="file=http://dc95.4shared.com/img/103545828/521bd287/dlink__2Fdownload_2F103545828_2F521bd287_3Ftsid_3D20090627-083342-f611595c/preview.flv&amp;link=http://www.4shared.com/file/103545828/521bd287/crabz.html&amp;image=http://dc95.4shared.com/img/103545828/521bd287/crabz.wmv&amp;logo=http://dc95.4shared.com/images/logo.png"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed this from &lt;a href="http://nicholaschia.com"&gt;Nicholas Chia. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3875541494446881293?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3875541494446881293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3875541494446881293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3875541494446881293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3875541494446881293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-crabs.html' title='OMG! Crabs!'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2472770399697950126</id><published>2009-06-27T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:33:36.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...</title><content type='html'>Die la... Rebecca Bloomwood disease is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw I’m going to The Curve! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to buy the bag organizer for my colleague. 2 some more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den need to go Daiso. Why? Er… It’s a MUST TO everytime I’m in The Curve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Papier and buy more tools and papers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder around IKEA and see got things to buy or not. Oh… Meatballs! *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Preparing a list on WHAT TO BUY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I shop the world gets better, the world is better; and then it's not anymore and I have to do it again"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2472770399697950126?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2472770399697950126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2472770399697950126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2472770399697950126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2472770399697950126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/shopping.html' title='Shopping...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4482084473790415082</id><published>2009-06-27T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:49:53.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parcel</title><content type='html'>remember i was saying i was gonna go to pos laju office to collect my stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it happened like this.&lt;br /&gt;ystd nite while following up the drama that was happening, aunt called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*green green~*&lt;br /&gt;ahyi: eh. u got warning letter ah?&lt;br /&gt;me: ha? impossible. i pay every month wan. u dun lie la. &lt;br /&gt;ahyi: really la. got pos laju notification here at home.&lt;br /&gt;me: den how u know it's warning letter? pos laju tell u ah?&lt;br /&gt;ahyi: how i know wor? usually is like that wan ma.&lt;br /&gt;me: -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the initial plan was just to pick up my stuff from pj pos laju branch den just go work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt called telling me there's another parcel to collect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the pos laju at subang, then to pos laju at pj den oni go work. never late some more. so pannai hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one i collected from subang branch, which i have no idea that it was coming is actually a flask. from HLB. token of appreciation wor... ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, the one in pj is another MPC. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wanna teman me shopping for lappie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chanting*&lt;br /&gt;i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. i wan lappie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4482084473790415082?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5826339488666968459</id><published>2009-06-27T02:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:35:31.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupied 2</title><content type='html'>Gosh... i'm even occupied on my working day. im working afternoon shift and i need to collect parcels from 2 different post offices... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5826339488666968459?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5826339488666968459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5826339488666968459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5826339488666968459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5826339488666968459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/occupied-2.html' title='Occupied 2'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7814821100005818028</id><published>2009-06-26T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:43:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupied</title><content type='html'>I’m fully booked… &lt;br /&gt;For 3 consecutive weeks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th June I have to go Curve’s flea market to buy something for my colleague and my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th and 5th July I have to go Jessi’s place to help her move stuffs. I don’t know why. At home I’m in charge of moving stuffs, and now Jessi ask me help her to move stuffs oso. I guess I’m strong enough eh? Ngek ngek ngek… but seriously, I’m capable to move the PC table from down to upstairs, alone. :D Strong to move stuffs, but my arms… lembik and flabby wan. No muscle wan. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th, 13th and 14th July I’m also occupied for a special visit from Sg. =#^.^#=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an advance plan on mid Aug to go Sg... oh the excitement! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay day Pay day! I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;Tributes to &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,25693183-5001021,00.html"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7814821100005818028?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7814821100005818028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7814821100005818028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7814821100005818028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7814821100005818028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/occupied.html' title='Occupied'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-168535818193621622</id><published>2009-06-23T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:55:04.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><title type='text'>Too MUCH!</title><content type='html'>Its about my work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We consist of a few teams…&lt;br /&gt;AU Team&lt;br /&gt;HK Team&lt;br /&gt;SG Team&lt;br /&gt;Billing Team (is also consist of diff teams like AU, SG, HK)&lt;br /&gt;Enterprise Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself is proudly in the Enterprise team. Bcos our team remains as a team. Any difficulties, we come in and talk and solve it within ourselves. We do not need to drag our CCVP in the picture.  &lt;br /&gt;We have this meeting with our CCVP batch by batch. I wasn’t in today’s batch. My batch was weeks ago., with nothing much to talk about because, we accept as the way it is. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, today’s meeting, my teammate went. One guy from one of the teams have to cheeks to ask my teammate :-&lt;br /&gt;Him : Ei… why everytime I see Enterprise team so stress wan ah?&lt;br /&gt;TeamMate : When u receive a call, how many people you have to report to?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Erm.. Team Leader, some times Team Manager&lt;br /&gt;TM : OK. We got Sales, Service Managers, Account Managers, Escalation Manager, Team Manager, Team Leader.&lt;br /&gt;Him : Oh. Wow… so many. Aiya. But SM(Service Managed) accounts a few only wan ma. &lt;br /&gt;TM : Oh? Come and see our SM list, den u’ll know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wanna compare? Different teams has their different scenarios. Compare what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the meeting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were emphasizing on the permanent mid nite shifts getting paid more but what they are doing is nothing cos less calls are at nite. Which is pretty much true. Other teams when they do not have calls or email (do they handle emails too?), they either watch DVD on their PC, or, sleep, or, surfing, or… sleep. But Enterprise team keeps quiet. It’s your life. Your job. And… we’re not bitches who bitch around other teams’ stuffs. And yet, they still have midnite shift allowance which is much higher than normal shift allowance. They wont have that much calls at night cos it’s their customer’s night time as well. That’s ok. I understand. But that is within your team wat, rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! THIS is what pisses me off the most…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! They said why ENTERPRISE team has 3 person for midnite shifts but other teams got 1 only. When my colleague told me, I was dumbfounded. Wtf? How can u compare like that?! So when that guy asked this, my colleague went… “oh. As far as I’m concerned, you guys only have one language to support which is respectively, English for AU, Cantonese for HK and perhaps English and Mandarin for SG. And also according to respective country only. Whereby we are servicing customers from around the globe. We support English, Mandarin, Cantonese, Japanese, Korean, sometimes even Bahasa Malaysia and some times some unknown language” *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... the CCVP agrees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shut up straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please… if u guys wanna kill among urselves in your own team, please. Go ahead. We wont bother. If u think our team is relaxing and having 3 person for midnite shift is a good thing, by all means, please. Request from your team leader or your team manager you wanna join Enterprise team. We welcome you with a huge big hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you wanna compare with other teams. I got nothing to say cos what u guys supporting are pretty much the same products? I don’t know. But one thing for sure I know is that you guys only serve one country. ONE. And all u need is to report to your team leader or team manager. That simple, rite? And u have the chances of having first call resolution! But for enterprise team, we serve all countries. And the process is a nightmare. Any step u missed, u’ll get it from all parties that u’re reporting to. And u must be thinking, ‘aiya. Steps only ma. Easy job wat.’ &lt;br /&gt;We are required to update customer every hour. Other than updating customer, we need to send sms to the relevant person in charge. Emails, we need to cc them as well. Remember… it is every hour. And bare in mind. It’s not just one customer. There are a few, and not forgetting there are emails coming in that u need to reply within 1 hour. It’s our SLA. If never meet SLA, company rugi money la. And then, we still need to answer calls leh. Answer calls meaning, create more ticket. &lt;br /&gt;and this is just minor part of the process.&lt;br /&gt;and we DO NOT have first call resolution. If u consider customer unable to provide their account number is first call resolution, den ok. We got. Other than that. We DO NOT have first call resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK la. U guys must be thinking, ‘eh. Easy job ma’. Well… easy said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**785 words only? i'll complain more next time. need to get back to work**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-168535818193621622?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/168535818193621622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=168535818193621622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/168535818193621622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/168535818193621622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/too-much.html' title='Too MUCH!'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-164732752768882163</id><published>2009-06-23T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:35:35.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enchanted'/><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pb2si7fClqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pb2si7fClqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the part beginning at 0.19... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-164732752768882163?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/164732752768882163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=164732752768882163&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/164732752768882163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/164732752768882163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5981858665666334104</id><published>2009-06-22T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:22:32.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Scenario...</title><content type='html'>you arrived to your office area early, and went looking for a car park. after going a few rounds, u r getting late already. finally, u saw a car reversed leaving his/her parking space. but... it's an illegal parking crossed box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form style="MARGIN: 0px" name="addPollVote" action="http://www.addpoll.com/vote" method="post" target="_top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; WIDTH: 100%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana, arial, tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="34525" name="questionId"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2%; PADDING-LEFT: 2%; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; WIDTH: 96%; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;label title="What will you do?"&gt;What will you do?&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2%; PADDING-LEFT: 2%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; WIDTH: 96%; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; LIST-STYLE-TYPE: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br 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Heck care, you are late already anyways..." for="ans_163849"&gt;Continue rounding for parking. Heck care, you are late already anyways...&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="ans_163850" style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" type="radio" value="163850" name="answerId"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;label title="Leave the building, try another Zone parking" for="ans_163850"&gt;Leave the building, try another Zone parking&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="ans_163851" style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" type="radio" value="163851" name="answerId"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;label title="Park in the illegal box anyways, u r freaking late already and cant waste time anymore!" for="ans_163851"&gt;Park in the illegal box anyways, u r freaking late already and cant waste time anymore!&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2%; PADDING-LEFT: 2%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; WIDTH: 96%; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;input style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 10px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 65px; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" type="submit" value="vote now" name="vote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 10px; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.addpoll.com/results?34525"&gt;view results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addpoll.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Free vote poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- /addpoll.com full custom poll --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5981858665666334104?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5981858665666334104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5981858665666334104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5981858665666334104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5981858665666334104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/scenario.html' title='Scenario...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7286855537473785994</id><published>2009-06-20T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:24:54.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bimbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>This is what I call Bimbo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What am I doing wrong?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm tired of beating around the bush. I'm a beautiful (spectacularly beautiful) 25 year old girl. I'm articulate and classy. I'm not from New York. I'm looking to get married to a guy who makes at least half a million a year. I know how that sounds, but keep in mind that a million a year is middle class in New York City, so I don't think I'm overreaching at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any guys who make 500K or more on this board? Any wives? Could you send me some tips? I dated a business man who makes average around 200 - 250. But that's where I seem to hit a roadblock. 250,000 won't get me to central park west. I know a woman in my yoga class who was married to an investment banker and lives in Tribeca, and she's not as pretty as I am, nor is she a great genius. So what is she doing right? How do I get to her level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my questions specifically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where do you single rich men hang out? Give me specifics- bars, restaurants, gyms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What are you looking for in a mate? Be honest guys, you won't hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is there an age range I should be targeting (I'm 25)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why are some of the women living lavish lifestyles on the upper east side so plain? I've seen really 'plain jane' boring types who have nothing to offer married to incredibly wealthy guys. I've seen drop dead gorgeous girls in singles bars in the east village. What's the story there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jobs I should look out for? Everyone knows - lawyer, investment banker, doctor. How much do those guys really make? And where do they hang out? Where do the hedge fund guys hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How you decide marriage vs. just a girlfriend? I am looking for MARRIAGE ONLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please hold your insults - I'm putting myself out there in an honest way. Most beautiful women are superficial; at least I'm being up front about it. I wouldn't be searching for these kind of guys if I wasn't able to match them - in looks, culture, sophistication, and keeping a nice home and hearth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PostingID: 432279810&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE ANSWER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Pers-431649184:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read your posting with great interest and have thought meaningfully about your dilemma. I offer the following analysis of your predicament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm not wasting your time, I qualify as a guy who fits your bill; that is I make more than $500K per year. That said here's how I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your offer, from the prospective of a guy like me, is plain and simple a crappy business deal. Here's why. Cutting through all the B.S., what you suggest is a simple trade: you bring your looks to the party and I bring my money. Fine, simple. But here's the rub, your looks will fade and my money will likely continue into perpetuity... in fact, it is very likely that my income increases but it is an absolute certainty that you won't be getting any more beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in economic terms you are a depreciating asset and I am an earning asset. Not only are you a depreciating asset, your depreciation accelerates! Let me explain, you're 25 now and will likely stay pretty hot for the next 5 years, but less so each year. Then the fade begins in earnest. By 35 stick a fork in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in Wall Street terms, we would call you a trading position, not a buy and hold... hence the rub... marriage. It doesn't make good business sense to "buy you" (which is what you're asking) so I'd rather lease. In case you think I'm being cruel, I would say the following. If my money were to go away, so would you, so when your beauty fades I need an out. It's as simple as that. So a deal that makes sense is dating, not marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separately, I was taught early in my career about efficient markets. So, I wonder why a girl as "articulate, classy and spectacularly beautiful" as you has been unable to find your sugar daddy. I find it hard to believe that if you are as gorgeous as you say you are that the $500K hasn't found you, if not only for a tryout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you could always find a way to make your own money and then we wouldn't need to have this difficult conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, I must say you're going about it the right way. Classic "pump and dump."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is helpful, and if you want to enter into some sort of lease, let me know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7286855537473785994?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7286855537473785994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7286855537473785994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7286855537473785994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7286855537473785994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-what-i-call-bimbo.html' title='This is what I call Bimbo...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2796602999280441953</id><published>2009-06-18T08:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:49:14.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facial'/><title type='text'>Mystery of the misplaced shorts...</title><content type='html'>Apparently, my off day didn’t really turn out to be what I have planned. Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 12pm. Cos the night before I was ‘kan jeong-ing’ chasing TVB drama until 6am. :P &lt;br /&gt;After dilly dally getting ready to go out, I still can talk on the phone with W while getting ready. Haha… arrived at Subang Airport Immigration office about 1pm. And it took less than 5 minutes to collect my passport. 9 hours lining up that day to get my passport done and only less than 5 minutes to collect it. Wonderful. Left right away I got it and headed towards Summit USJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st time being early for my facial appointment which was at 2pm. Usually I'll be late like... 15 mins? Initially, I wanted to do eyelash extension as well with facial. But the younger sister is not in. so, I did embroidery instead for my eye brow. :D  Everything ended at 6.40pm. 4 freaking hours and 40 minutes. :D  So… I canceled gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lurve pampering myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way wanting to go The Curve alone cos I wanted to buy something. I called Big Cow see if she wanna go or not. N then, yada yada yada… we ended up having dinner at NZX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home, planning to go sleep right away I clean up. Grandma starts to nag again. My light pink sleeping shorts mysteriously gone missing. Did I left it in the hotel in Genting ah? or Concorde? &gt;.&lt; If I really left my shorts there, den die la. This nagging is gonna last forever. I definitely left my hanger at Concorde. Oh... Just in case why am I mentioning about shorts and hanger, my grandma nags non-stop about my missing shorts and hanger. Sighsssss... And the words she's showering me with is not pleasant... at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I locked myself in my comp room till 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now~ GOOOOOOD MORNING EVERYONE! Haha… MORNING shift!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I arrived in the office, the responses I got :-&lt;br /&gt;Kit : Whoa, Michelle… So early…&lt;br /&gt;Giap : Whoa Michelle… why so early?&lt;br /&gt;YW : Eh… Michelle, u work midnite shift ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea… after weeks of working afternoon shift, and now suddenly to morning shift. Everyone was surprised cos I told everyone before I DO NOT wan to do morning shift. But unfortunately, no one wanna change shift with me. T_T Anyhowsssss… I can go home early. Muahahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : 25 days to go. counting down. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2796602999280441953?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2796602999280441953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2796602999280441953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2796602999280441953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2796602999280441953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovely-wednesday.html' title='Mystery of the misplaced shorts...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5034471813192064741</id><published>2009-06-17T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:59:10.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transgender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bi-sexual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LGBT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink dot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Pink Dot...</title><content type='html'>Saw the link on the right? here's a few videos related. and it was over alre. very nice and sort of touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMEqLbeqkfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMEqLbeqkfc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDdoT7opmrg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDdoT7opmrg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9gDazG4cC0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9gDazG4cC0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5034471813192064741?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5034471813192064741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5034471813192064741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5034471813192064741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5034471813192064741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/pink-dot.html' title='Pink Dot...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7775807753384077099</id><published>2009-06-16T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:48:23.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird call again...</title><content type='html'>*'Private Number' flashing on my phone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : hi, this is xxx. i got ur number in my phone but i saved it as *. so ah... yea. any chace u know who is xxx? or some people may call me yyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : er... no. i dont think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : no. ok. in that case, i think i'll delete ur number then. thanks. by the way, what's ur name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : er. michelle here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : michelle? u used to work in digi rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : er. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : haihya. this is yyy la. u dont remember me ah? im from your batch wan la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : er. cant remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : *starts explaining*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ha? anyways, i need to go. im working now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : oh. ok. in that case, i'll text u la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ok. bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion is... i got a REALLY bad memory... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7775807753384077099?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7775807753384077099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7775807753384077099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7775807753384077099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7775807753384077099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-call.html' title='weird call again...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-267305534750069750</id><published>2009-06-15T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:54:59.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule...</title><content type='html'>for wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning - collect passport&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon - Facial&lt;br /&gt;Evening - Gym&lt;br /&gt;Night - zZzZzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to sleep early. *semangat* cos it's bloody 7.30am shift on Thursday... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-267305534750069750?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/267305534750069750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=267305534750069750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/267305534750069750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/267305534750069750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/schedule.html' title='Schedule...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3543282296114674629</id><published>2009-06-15T03:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:19:47.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cable car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting'/><title type='text'>Genting - 7 June - 8 June '09</title><content type='html'>ok la. again, a late post. something happened just now, and i feel like blogging this to cover up the pain... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before we were still in the midst of deciding to go or not to go and end up i waited for answer and slept late. this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVjTlfx5I/AAAAAAAAAps/3M9AmNlwsEA/s1600-h/IMG_3913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVjTlfx5I/AAAAAAAAAps/3M9AmNlwsEA/s400/IMG_3913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347274197613660050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is how i looked like when i was waiting for the cab  =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai kl central alre, smoke a while... then headed to take LRT to Gombak and caught a bus up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while on the way up, i realised something and said... "eh... volleyball..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVUJB7EQ2I/AAAAAAAAApU/QdmGt8r7OzU/s1600-h/IMG_3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVUJB7EQ2I/AAAAAAAAApU/QdmGt8r7OzU/s400/IMG_3914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347272646684066658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and W kept laughing. why la? it is what u do when u play volleyball wat... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached the cable car station alre, took our own sweet time to walk up, but mana tahu to our horror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVUIzA-6mI/AAAAAAAAApM/U5DB92tonOo/s1600-h/IMG_3917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVUIzA-6mI/AAAAAAAAApM/U5DB92tonOo/s400/IMG_3917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347272642682350178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking long queue eh!! according to W, we lined up for more than 1 hour. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour later, we manage to get ourselves into the cable car! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTYH5zRrI/AAAAAAAAApE/hnHo7IhPte4/s1600-h/IMG_3922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTYH5zRrI/AAAAAAAAApE/hnHo7IhPte4/s400/IMG_3922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271806475781810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from the cable car. niceeeeee~  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTXv4V8hI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_zF0G35zGY8/s1600-h/IMG_3927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTXv4V8hI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_zF0G35zGY8/s400/IMG_3927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271800027214354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is taken in first world. apparently they got this vietnam fair, some sort like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during waiting for the horrible long queue to check in, mind u, my number was at 1007, and when we took the number, it was only at 04xx... we were both so so so exhausted alre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after checking in, we were practically dead on the bed. can u imagine what time we checked in? 6pm... yes! 6pm!! how can we not be dead on the bed? after resting up till 10.30pm. we decided to go out and hunt for food and we ended up in kenny rogers. no photo tho. too hungry alre. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after makan, we headed to casino. and i can tell u, we were quite lucky that night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were walking outside and boy it was so so cooling! but it was warm at heart tho. it is nice to have someone special with u to share such beautiful moments with u. *melts...* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, all the random views i took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVi2BdqcI/AAAAAAAAApk/t7RDDAaf7pc/s1600-h/IMG_3921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVi2BdqcI/AAAAAAAAApk/t7RDDAaf7pc/s400/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347274189677898178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTXUbshXI/AAAAAAAAAos/0FPpXSEQDms/s1600-h/IMG_3929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTXUbshXI/AAAAAAAAAos/0FPpXSEQDms/s400/IMG_3929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271792659301746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTXNS-7vI/AAAAAAAAAok/4_vDzTBYCgQ/s1600-h/IMG_3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVTXNS-7vI/AAAAAAAAAok/4_vDzTBYCgQ/s400/IMG_3928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347271790743711474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVjgwFYtI/AAAAAAAAAp0/BDss0OwOOd4/s1600-h/IMG_3931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVjgwFYtI/AAAAAAAAAp0/BDss0OwOOd4/s400/IMG_3931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347274201147728594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genting ah genting... gimme more free room, ok? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit update**&lt;br /&gt;oh. i forgot. when i was in genting i was having period. that explains why all the tired moments. then at night when we were walking outside to smoke, the moon was full and bright... then i dont know how we were talking about werewolves. and i asked...&lt;br /&gt;Me : so who u gonna eat tonight, werewolf...&lt;br /&gt;W : Someone 'bloody'&lt;br /&gt;LMAO...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3543282296114674629?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3543282296114674629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3543282296114674629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3543282296114674629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3543282296114674629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/genting-7-june-8-june-09.html' title='Genting - 7 June - 8 June &apos;09'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SjVVjTlfx5I/AAAAAAAAAps/3M9AmNlwsEA/s72-c/IMG_3913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2225747825302183633</id><published>2009-06-14T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:29:09.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackilocks'/><title type='text'>Post by Blackilocks</title><content type='html'>i found this post &lt;a href="http://blackilocksevents.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-so-easy-to-love-you.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. and i thought it's just so beautiful... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's So Easy To Love You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can't find a love song that is suitable because we are so much more than one song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it so easy to love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a photo that looks good to me because only videos can express your personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help falling into your arms the moment I met you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help disliking people who are unworthy of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help wanting to wear your shirt to feel close to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear to see you cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear saying goodbye because I will miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that our past made us who we are today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank everyone that disappointed us because they made us ready for each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it so easy to love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find fault with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking we are made for each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop myself from falling deeper day by day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do my best by you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sayang you to sleep and wake you up with a kiss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it so easy to love you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make sure your toes are covered during the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to experience simple pleasures during complicated times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell it's you by the sound of your footsteps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when you are sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when you are in a bad mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you will never hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to build a little house for you in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share my dreams and aspirations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you are childlike without being childish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you take me for a spin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you style my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you make love to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make it so easy to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I wondered why I don't seem to want to blog about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because we are living our dream and actions have taken over words.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackilocks, im sorry if i offended you by posting your entry here. i just find it is really nice the way u put it. let me know if u want me to remove it. :) cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2225747825302183633?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2225747825302183633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2225747825302183633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2225747825302183633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2225747825302183633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-by-blackilocks.html' title='Post by Blackilocks'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3942334569682048957</id><published>2009-06-13T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:05:22.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utada Hikaru - Merry Christmas Mr Lawrence - FYI</title><content type='html'>I bought Utada's album after i fell in love with her Come Back To Me. And i found this song is not bad either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kt0P6H5kSqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kt0P6H5kSqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I found out that it is original from Ryuichi Sakamoto... Beautiful piece... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkuS9FlB7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkuS9FlB7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3942334569682048957?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3942334569682048957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3942334569682048957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3942334569682048957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3942334569682048957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/utada-hikaru-merry-christmas-mr.html' title='Utada Hikaru - Merry Christmas Mr Lawrence - FYI'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5843555049958754635</id><published>2009-06-12T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:19:35.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>actually...</title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog about my genting trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;something happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my mood *poof* gone with the wind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u for all the happy memories in genting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5843555049958754635?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5843555049958754635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5843555049958754635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5843555049958754635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5843555049958754635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/actually.html' title='actually...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6436731471936329574</id><published>2009-06-11T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:32:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At 2.30am...</title><content type='html'>*when i fall in love~ it will be~ forever~* my phone rings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hello? &lt;br /&gt;Guy : Eh… why still havent sleep ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ah? Er… who r u?&lt;br /&gt;Guy : Me ah. Calvin ah. Just now play game with u wan ah…&lt;br /&gt;Me : Game?&lt;br /&gt;Guy : Er… Sorry. Did I dial the wrong number? Are u Ah May?&lt;br /&gt;Me : U definitely got the wrong number…&lt;br /&gt;Guy : Er… but… This number is 01x-6xx0xx7 rite?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yea, that’s my number and I am definitely not Ah May… Did Ah May gave u the wrong number then?&lt;br /&gt;Guy : Oh… ok. Impossible I dial the wrong number… What’s your name by the way? I’m Calvin. ( wtf?! O.o? )&lt;br /&gt;Me : Heh? I am Michelle. Definitely not Ah May… &lt;br /&gt;Guy : Or maybe I know u some where before?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I really don’t know who is Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;Guy : Oh… ok ok… ok, sorry sorry…&lt;br /&gt;Me : *toot toot toot toot toot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6436731471936329574?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6436731471936329574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6436731471936329574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6436731471936329574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='size'/><title type='text'>Plus Sizes Bajuuuuuu~</title><content type='html'>i am freaking happy when i come accross &lt;a href="http://diaryofane-shopaholic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diary of an E-Shopaholic &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im in heaven when i came accross &lt;a href="http://plussizesdiva.blogspot.com/"&gt;Plus Sizes Diva&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. im a plus size. and this shop actually allows u to surf to those certain US shops and they'll qoute and get it for u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8655614973894058392?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7204808501352445168</id><published>2009-06-06T15:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:33:15.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaW4tYZsI/AAAAAAAAAns/1mL8dJ0ikg4/s1600-h/IMG_3903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaW4tYZsI/AAAAAAAAAns/1mL8dJ0ikg4/s400/IMG_3903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344112888310687426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my work station has turned really messy... :(&lt;br /&gt;saw the fan on the left? still hot... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaWqmvnQI/AAAAAAAAAnk/gI2m-Sr8xHs/s1600-h/IMG_3904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaWqmvnQI/AAAAAAAAAnk/gI2m-Sr8xHs/s400/IMG_3904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344112884524752130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;all my messy stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;my tag, which i covered with poyo cici card. &lt;br /&gt;eyemo, good for your eyes when u looked at the screen too long.&lt;br /&gt;thumbdrive, even more rubbish inside.&lt;br /&gt;handlotion, oh. this handlotion is good. no smell. at all. my palm is quite sensitive and dry. and this works wonderful. can be bought at daiso the curve.&lt;br /&gt;ipod gen2, songs~ lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaWd7RUWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JxBuFVPwubs/s1600-h/IMG_3901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaWd7RUWI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JxBuFVPwubs/s400/IMG_3901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344112881121186146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new hp strap. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaWOsFP3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/A_-HKJY5Zqc/s1600-h/IMG_3906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaWOsFP3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/A_-HKJY5Zqc/s400/IMG_3906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344112877030948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all pictures are edited at &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com"&gt;Picnik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7204808501352445168?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7204808501352445168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7204808501352445168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7204808501352445168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7204808501352445168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioaW4tYZsI/AAAAAAAAAns/1mL8dJ0ikg4/s72-c/IMG_3903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4652088049328409896</id><published>2009-06-06T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:13:40.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picnik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Let's Picnik...</title><content type='html'>ever since im working in this company, i always have to wait till im home only im able to edit my pictures with my beloved Photoshop. but now... we have &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;Picnik&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpu27RqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/HoUYsR4Crvc/s1600-h/picnik1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107714525742754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpu27RqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/HoUYsR4Crvc/s400/picnik1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how it looks like when u've uploaded the photo. and then u have features to adjust your picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVphqWHbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/itv7eXjF9AQ/s1600-h/picnik2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107710983314866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVphqWHbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/itv7eXjF9AQ/s400/picnik2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the this is the fun part, where u insert all the 'artistic' stuffs. this one here, i used neon. nice effect eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpfIc9tI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qwYn_8xQj6U/s1600-h/picnik3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107710304286418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpfIc9tI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qwYn_8xQj6U/s400/picnik3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can also add text in it. lotsa diff type of fonts to choose from. nice... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpJxaQFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-yprCGwCW74/s1600-h/picnik4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107704570495058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpJxaQFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-yprCGwCW74/s400/picnik4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add icons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVox98XcI/AAAAAAAAAms/VypMK8w1fCo/s1600-h/picnik5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107698180611522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVox98XcI/AAAAAAAAAms/VypMK8w1fCo/s400/picnik5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u're done, just click save &amp;amp; share above, and u're ready to save it and upload to ur blog/picture host site/FB... etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;Let's Picnik!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Picnik...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SioVpu27RqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/HoUYsR4Crvc/s72-c/picnik1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6416682315618738158</id><published>2009-06-06T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:20:15.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Period</title><content type='html'>Woke up early today, found i had period. but im ok. just a lil cramp. took my own sweet time to prepare myself to work. wore jeans and long sleeves top bcos office's air cond during weekends are cold like mad... drove to work with just a little congestion on the highway... arrive midvalley's car park. found parking within 5 mins. took a lift down, walked to my office. perfect way to start a long day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the lift up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift door opens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt the heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking "eh? no air cond? hmmm... maybe just outside. inside got wan. as our management advised us there's air cond on weekends already..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scanned my access card, opens the office door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling more heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking "fark..."&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;im wearing jeans eh! long sleeves eh! no air cond eh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone can deliver fan to me? or even better, cooler... im melting here alre.&lt;div 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title='Period'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5743935426641915425</id><published>2009-06-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:54:37.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GD900'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crystal'/><title type='text'>OMG! LG CRYSTAL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Start CBS Interactive Embeded Player --&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://videos.cnet.co.uk/embed/39042592" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="400" height="265" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://videos.cnet.co.uk/embed/39042592" /&gt;&lt;param name="loop" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#dddddd" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; height: 26px; background-color: #dddddd; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left; margin: 5px 0; padding: 2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; color: #999;"&gt;&lt;li style="list-style: none; float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://videos.cnet.co.uk/39042592.htm" style="color: #fff; display: inline;"&gt;LG GD900 Crystal hands-on&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style: none; float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;|&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style: none; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://videos.cnet.co.uk/" style="color: #ffffff; display: inline;"&gt;CNET UK videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- Finish CBS Interactive Embeded Player --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5743935426641915425?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5743935426641915425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5743935426641915425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5743935426641915425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5743935426641915425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-lg-crystal.html' title='OMG! LG CRYSTAL!!'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-8078736685904738797</id><published>2009-06-04T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:45:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tickets..</title><content type='html'>... are boiling soup today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is because of the new email system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previously, we were assigned by hour. let's say from 1pm to 3pm X will do email, then from 3pm to 6 pm, B will do email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, it is assigned equally. well, i wont say equally, cos when u clear ur mailbox fast, then ur email will go to u fast lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with the previous assignment, after the hours of doing emails, we will be able to have time to go through the tickets and follow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now... with emails coming in everytime u clear it, where got time to go through tickets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... i can smell the aroma of the soup alre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8078736685904738797?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8078736685904738797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=8078736685904738797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8078736685904738797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8078736685904738797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-tickets.html' title='My Tickets..'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3429840349533468660</id><published>2009-06-04T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:55:40.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheong'/><title type='text'>Ben Cheong</title><content type='html'>Yup. another ex contacted me in MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the long lost ex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one with... not really pleasant memory with... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no... not about him. about our encounter. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, he is happily married with a baby boy! so cute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3429840349533468660?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3429840349533468660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3429840349533468660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3429840349533468660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3429840349533468660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/ben-cheong.html' title='Ben Cheong'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5191988430243151474</id><published>2009-06-04T03:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:46:41.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Off Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting'/><title type='text'>It's Thursday alre!</title><content type='html'>Sunday is coming nearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W is coming nearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day is coming nearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting is coming nearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think casino better stay a lil distant la... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5191988430243151474?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5191988430243151474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5191988430243151474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5191988430243151474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5191988430243151474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-thursday-alre.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday alre!'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3420717891730146844</id><published>2009-06-03T04:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:58:57.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tracy'/><title type='text'>Dear Cousin Tracy...</title><content type='html'>It is not that difficult to search for your blog u know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries, ur secret is safe with me. Not gonna tell anyone, even ah ma, and I shall respect your privacy. Sorry to intrude them alre but... yea. not gonna reveal to anyone. Not even an ant. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I love reading them! Your english is good la. And am glad that u r actually enjoying urself so much at this age. Really appreciate what u have now. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3420717891730146844?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3420717891730146844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3420717891730146844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3420717891730146844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3420717891730146844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-cousin-tracy.html' title='Dear Cousin Tracy...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2747551577095178105</id><published>2009-06-02T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:29:08.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressie'/><title type='text'>Shellssssssssss~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUYJpt8YI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9FUg8IyZg5E/s1600-h/IMG_3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342628569341096322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUYJpt8YI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9FUg8IyZg5E/s400/IMG_3899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUXq6dgGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/to49wa8K4xc/s1600-h/IMG_3898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342628561089822818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUXq6dgGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/to49wa8K4xc/s400/IMG_3898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUXb7iK0I/AAAAAAAAAmU/nPkl9UiJqSg/s1600-h/IMG_3897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342628557067791170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUXb7iK0I/AAAAAAAAAmU/nPkl9UiJqSg/s400/IMG_3897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice or not la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUXNhXhhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/4Xy2DfONaAs/s1600-h/IMG_3896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342628553199945234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUXNhXhhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/4Xy2DfONaAs/s400/IMG_3896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice rite?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUW2gZTeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/yw25e0AmtZU/s1600-h/IMG_3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342628547021852130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUW2gZTeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/yw25e0AmtZU/s400/IMG_3895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my colleague got back from Bali. nice hor? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2747551577095178105?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2747551577095178105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2747551577095178105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2747551577095178105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2747551577095178105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/shellssssssssss.html' title='Shellssssssssss~'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiTUYJpt8YI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9FUg8IyZg5E/s72-c/IMG_3899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-559368415285853330</id><published>2009-06-02T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T01:50:37.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><title type='text'>i'm missing you...</title><content type='html'>pretty badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i actually cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to not feel so much about u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-559368415285853330?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/559368415285853330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=559368415285853330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/559368415285853330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/559368415285853330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-missing-you.html' title='i&apos;m missing you...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7891952779959240310</id><published>2009-05-31T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:06:46.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ju'/><title type='text'>Emo Fuck</title><content type='html'>I know I’ve never been nice to Ju. Or I tried to be nice and be friends with him, but I cant help it. He is too emo for me to handle. Yea. U read it right. Too emo for me to handle. And I am now glad and happy about my decision. Let’s read his post shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, this is about the fourth time I'm attempting to write something meaningful to commemorate the 100th blog post on this here blog. The first 3 times all ended up with me raging and ranting against Ju's Bitches. You know, the same old formula of fuck you, you mistreated me, you disappoint me, hope you get crabs and gonorrhea.. that sort of thing. And honestly, that's getting a bit tiresome. Even for me. I'm just really tired of letting these women still affect me even though its already been 4 years, more than enough time to finally bury them in their respective bad memory graves and piss all over it. In more kinder terms, to forget them and move on. And so I shall. I have to develop some mental fortitude and grapefruits of steel. Of course it won't be easy. Whenever I think about gi gyn and michelle, i still get angry and sad and always utter their names followed by the words "fucking" and "bitch", followed by a good 15 minutes of smoking and calming myself down and chanting the mantra of "move on" repeatedly till my man child mind gets distracted by cleavage and snickers. Mmmmm.. snickers and cleavage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway coming back to my main point. It's painfully obvious that both women aren't as affected by their past interactions with me and have moved on to bigger dicks, or women thinking they have a dick in Michelle's case. So its a bit aggravating and lop sided that I'm still carrying all this emotional baggage and they're most decidedly not. So, goodbye gi gyn and michelle. I still don't understand why you treated me the way you did, but I think at this point and time that's rather irrelevant. Have a nice life. Its more than you deserve but hey, live and let live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girls? Ah well, it wasn't meant to be. Specifically because I don't appreciate being dominated and treated like a handbag(that's you Voon Ping) and being lead around because you think I'm SCARY. Boo. So long .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'll be the first to admit I did a few things wrong as well. I'm sorry if I came on too strong. I'm sorry I cared too much. I'm sorry I kept staring at you but it was only because I thought, at that time, without knowing your real personality, that you were hot. I'm sorry I was too intelligent for you. I'm sorry for a lot of things I know I shouldn't be sorry for, but hey, fresh slate and all that jazz you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit... I did it again didn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sans the above mentioned events and people, life's been great in the last 4 years. Degree holder, job not related to said degree, good family, good friends, bad smoking habit. I daresay, the good memories far outweighed the bad ones if I step back and look at the bigger picture. I let myself get too traumatised by these women till it almost became all consuming, and I apologize for acting the way I did with my real family and real friends. I promise to try to be "happier" and less cynical about shit in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this marks the first of many steps to me being a less emo man child and being more emotionally balanced and matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest of you lot.. whether you got here by clicking on the wrong link, curiosity or just plain boredom, thanks for reading. Here's to another 100 posts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention to penis elongating commenter, I'm fine with the size of my dick. Really. I don't feel inadequate at all. Will have the future women I sleep with fill out a survey if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to anonymous who finds my language "offensive and rude and will never come here again" well, you gave yourself better advice than I could (backspaces FUCK YOU YOU SENSITIVE CUNT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May future posts begin with "So me and the gf were fucking each other's brains out the other day ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://ju-rants.blogspot.com/2009/04/100.html"&gt;ju-rants.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=x=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is case, if u wonder why am I being so sensitive. Let me show u…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Anyway coming back to my main point. It's painfully obvious that both women&lt;br /&gt;aren't as affected by their past interactions with me and have moved on to&lt;br /&gt;bigger dicks, or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;women thinking they have a dick in&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So its a bit aggravating and lop sided that I'm&lt;br /&gt;still carrying all this emotional baggage and they're most decidedly not. So,&lt;br /&gt;goodbye gi gyn and michelle. I still don't understand why you treated me the way&lt;br /&gt;you did, but I think at this point and time that's rather irrelevant. Have a&lt;br /&gt;nice life. Its more than you deserve but hey, live and let live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There… even highlighted nicely for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women thinking they have dick? Butches who dressed like male doesn’t mean they THINK they have dick. It is just they was they are comfortable with. Out of 10 butches I know, 9 of them tells me that they are however female. And do not wish to have a dick. After all if they have a dick, we are not called lesbians, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, stop being emo will u? And face the freaking fact that I am indeed very much a lesbian now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7891952779959240310?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7891952779959240310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7891952779959240310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7891952779959240310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7891952779959240310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/emo-fuck.html' title='Emo Fuck'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1131697690356795777</id><published>2009-05-30T05:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T05:14:43.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's...</title><content type='html'>5.15am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no news...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1131697690356795777?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1131697690356795777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1131697690356795777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1131697690356795777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1131697690356795777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/its.html' title='it&apos;s...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1223101826966890649</id><published>2009-05-30T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:05:57.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Aqua Phobic</title><content type='html'>You know there’s people saying when ur loved ones are upset or not in the good mood it somehow affects you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya… it is happening to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is aching. Really badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started by just a small topic. She was suggesting me to learn swimming. And I am a aqua phobic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History:&lt;br /&gt;When I was kid, another kid. A total stranger. Pushed my head in the water. I panicked. When he/she released my head, and I finally caught my breath, he/she pushed my head down again. That… I really have no idea to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, there is once, I forget when was it. It was at the swimming pool as well, I was walking along the pool side. And bam, I got pushed at the adult swimming pool where it was really deep. And please, I think I was like, 5? And others, I have no idea how I got out from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ever since, I never want to go to the pool anymore. Even previously, CW asked me to Sunway Lagoon or Desa Water Park, I’ll think twice. And I always keep my distant from the pool side and only go for shallow parts. Yes. I am 24 and I hang around at baby pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day at Abbie’s BBQ party. I nearly cried out when they were about to dragged me to the pool. My excuse was, I’m having period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The root towards our argument. She was suggesting me about this and encouraged me to learn swimming, and I need to overcome my fear. I don’t really like the idea and I’m having PMS. Mood swing. Not good… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called me during movies with my colleagues. Courtesy by our company. Our company booked the whole hall. So I told her I will call her after movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I called, she asked am I ready to let her go. I said no, of cos not. She said same goes to her. I told her I’ll call her when I arrive office as I still have my colleagues with me heading for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived office, and after settling down my cases, I text her. She told me to leave her alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why tell me not ready to let go and then asks me to leave her alone? I don’t understand. At the end, I let her be alone. And that was about 11pm. And now is already 2.05am. and I’m practically dying here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known u for few months now. And I have never expect to feel so much about u. I know this is painful as we are far apart. However, I’ve let go once, and I’m not letting go again. Unless, you want to. Not because I’m doing whatever you want to to please u. It is because I know it is painful for you and I do not wish to see u in pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1223101826966890649?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1223101826966890649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1223101826966890649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1223101826966890649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1223101826966890649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/aqua-phobic.html' title='Aqua Phobic'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6870015482780311510</id><published>2009-05-29T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:09:22.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and Demons'/><title type='text'>Angels and Demons</title><content type='html'>- Fucking-licious great movie. Went and watched it with W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sh-V06OuNsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sSs8YEX-8Zw/s1600-h/angelsdemons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sh-V06OuNsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sSs8YEX-8Zw/s400/angelsdemons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341152419301439170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! It is. Let’s see the usual synopsis : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team behind the global phenomenon The Da Vinci Code returns for the highly anticipated Angels &amp; Demons, based upon the bestselling novel by Dan Brown. Tom Hanks reprises his role as Harvard symbologist Robert Langdon, who once again finds that forces with ancient roots are willing to stop at nothing, even murder, to advance their goals. Ron Howard returns to direct the film, which is produced by Brian Grazer, Ron Howard, and John Calley. The screenplay is by David Koepp and Akiva Goldsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What terrifying discovery would make the Vatican turn to Robert Langdon, the man who cracked history's most controversial code? When Langdon discovers evidence of the resurgence of an ancient secret brotherhood known as the Illuminati "the most powerful underground organization in history" he also faces a deadly threat to the existence of the secret organization's most despised enemy: the Catholic Church. Upon learning that the clock is ticking on an unstoppable Illuminati time bomb, Langdon travels to Rome, where he joins forces with Vittoria Vetra, a beautiful and enigmatic Italian scientist. Embarking on a nonstop, action-packed hunt through sealed crypts, dangerous catacombs, deserted cathedrals, and even to the heart of the most secretive vault on earth, Langdon and Vetra will follow the 400-year-old Path of Illumination that marks the Vatican's only hope for survival. Source from &lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/1189217-angels_and_demons/"&gt;Rottentomatoes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, my say :-&lt;br /&gt;From my understanding, basically it is about Angels and Demons. No. Of cos it is not that direct. It is about Religion and Science. And it is full of suspense! When u think the suspense has ended, there’s more to come. And good thing about it is that it is not predictable. I hate predictable movies/show. Except there’s one scene where me and W sort of predicted it. Although we sort of kena con to an ending, but see! Suspense! It is what we predicted but in a suspensed way. So this is a double thumbs up. In case if u don’t understand what I am trying to say, in short. It is worth every of your penny even if u watch it in Gold class in GSC or Platinum class in Cineleisure, D’sara.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I don’t know why some people can watch it alre, and say it is nice, but don’t know what is going on. So, u think Angels and Demons are really about Angels and Demons? Where u can see angels and demons in the show having war? Haha… So now, try to apply religion and science in it. You will see the whole picture on why there’s controversial in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across these 2 links which I find quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelsanddemonsmovie.org/"&gt;http://www.angelsanddemonsmovie.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truthaboutangelsanddemons.com/"&gt;http://www.truthaboutangelsanddemons.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sh-Wz51AiII/AAAAAAAAAkc/09pKI2ofqvc/s400/aad_wp_8_1600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341153501525346434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sh-WznpuFaI/AAAAAAAAAkU/waY0EbaiEKs/s1600-h/aad_wp_7_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sh-WznpuFaI/AAAAAAAAAkU/waY0EbaiEKs/s400/aad_wp_7_1600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341153496646161826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6870015482780311510?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6870015482780311510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6870015482780311510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6870015482780311510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6870015482780311510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons.html' title='Angels and Demons'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sh-V06OuNsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sSs8YEX-8Zw/s72-c/angelsdemons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2347689900814847217</id><published>2009-05-28T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:30:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont be angry too long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;\\ a note from me//&lt;br /&gt;you really have to finish reading it. im actually crying now in office. sobs...&lt;br /&gt;=x=x=x=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young. Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman to&lt;br /&gt;bring hubby to where he is today. I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother." Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to test on his chest and enjoy the feeling&lt;br /&gt;that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets. Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously until I surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of panic-joy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her. For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living room, she could not stand it and would comment: "I do not know how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You also can't eat flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the house, our mood will also become better." Mother continues to grumble away, and hubby&lt;br /&gt;smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get use to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother stopped saying anything. But every time thereafter, whenever came home with flowers, she would ask me how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her head and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come home with lots of shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how&lt;br /&gt;much they cost, I would tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it. Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just don't tell her the full price of everything would solve it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There begins the friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the breakfast. In your view, how could the man of the house cook for the wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial expression is always like the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to notice. She would use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and am exhausted from along day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes. From time to time, mother would help out with some housework, but soon her help created additional&lt;br /&gt;work for me. For example: she would keep all kinds of plastic bags accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and resulted in our house being filled with all the trash bags; she would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping to wash the dishes and so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and "Bam" she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room. Hubby was placed in a difficult position, and after that, he did not speak to me for that entire night. I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally ignored me.... I got mad and asked him: "What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me and said: "Can't you just give in to her once? We couldn't possibly die eating from a bowl however&lt;br /&gt;unclean it is, right?" After that incident, for a long period of time, mother did not speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling hanging in the house. During that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on the "all important" task of preparing breakfast without any prompting. At the breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for having failed to perform my duty as a wife. To avoid the embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my way to work. That&lt;br /&gt;night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me: "LD, is it because you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's why you chose not to eat at home?" He then turned his back on me and left me alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me. After some time, hubby sighed: "LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at home?" I am left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat. I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I could not. I threw down the bowl, rushed into the washroom, and vomited everything out. Just as I was catching my breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes.. I opened my mouth but no&lt;br /&gt;words came out of it, I really did not mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way out of the house. Hubby gave me a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs. For three days, hubby did not return home, not even a phone call. I was so furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying my best and putting up with her, what else do you want me to do? For no reason, I keep having the feeling to throw up and I simply have not appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at then low point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a colleague said: "LD, you look terrible; you should go and see a doctor." The doctor confirmed that I am pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful morning, a sense of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why didn't hubby, and mother who had been through this before, thought of the possibility of this being the reason that day? At the hospital entrance, I saw my hubby standing there. It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and called out to him. He followed my voice and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't know me; he&lt;br /&gt;has that disgusted look in his eyes that cut right through my heart. I told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab. At that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my hubby: "Darling, I am having your baby!" and have him lift me up and spin me around in circles of joy. What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the cab, my tears started rolling down. Why? Why our love couldn't even withstand the test&lt;br /&gt;of one fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted look in his eyes. I cried and wet the corner of the blanket. That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face. He was removing the money. I stared at him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money and left the house. Maybe he really intends to leave me for good. What a rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I gave a few dried laugh and tears starting streaming down again. The next day, I did not go to work. I wanted to clear this out and have a good talk with hubby. I reached his office and his secretary gave me a weird&lt;br /&gt;look and said: "Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident and is now in the hospital."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there in shock. I rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless. I looked at mother's pale white and thin face and I couldn't control the tears in my eyes. My god, how could this happen? Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted stare at me. I only managed to find out brief facts about the accident from other people. That day, after mother left the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the&lt;br /&gt;countryside. As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her...I finally understood how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that morning, if we had not quarreled, if....In his heart, I am indirectly the killer of his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every night with a strong liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the guilt and self-pity and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in his eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back in. I had rather he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at all.&lt;br /&gt;Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by, hubby came home later and later. The deadlock between us continues, we were living together like strangers who don't know each other. I am like the dead knot in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the glass window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant. After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes. I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say anything. The girl looked at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go, hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He stared back at me,challenging me. I can only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one as if at the brink of death. I eventually backed down, if I had stood&lt;br /&gt;that any longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me. That night, he did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to indicate to me: Following mother's death so did our love for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned home from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take some of his stuff. I no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain everything to him vanished. I lived alone; I go for my medical checkups alone, my heart breaks again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his wife through the physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me to consider aborting the baby, I told them No, I will not.. I insisted on having to this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for causing her death. One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room. The whole house was filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee table, there was this piece of paper. I know what it is all about without even looking at it. In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to find peace within myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "You wait a while, I will sign." He looked at me, mixed feelings in his eyes, just like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot cry, you cannot cry..." my eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from there. After I hung up my coat, hubby's eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pulled the paper towards me. Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to him. "LD, are you pregnant?" Since&lt;br /&gt;mother's accident, this is the first time he spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and they fell like raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave now." He did not go, in the dark, we sat, facing each other. Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket. In my heart, everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could never reach them. I cannot remember how many times he repeated "sorry" to me. I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I can't. In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never forget, ever. We have drawn such deep scars in each other's heart. For me, it's unintentional; for&lt;br /&gt;him, totally intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of&lt;br /&gt;reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone past is gone forever and could not repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some warmth to my heart, I am totally cold towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I don't take any presents from him and I stopped talking to him. From the moment I signed on that piece of paper, marriage and love had vanished from my heart. Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he walks in, I will walk out to the living room. He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room. At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I kept quiet. This used to be his trick; last time, whenever I ignore him, he would fake illness and I will surrender and find out what is wrong with him, he would then grab me and laugh. He has forgotten that last time I cared for him and am concerned because there was love, but now, what is there between us? Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant products, children products and books that kids like to read. Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it is full. I know he is trying to use this to reach out to me, but I am no longer moved by his actions. He has no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear his typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now addicted to web surfing but none&lt;br /&gt;of that matters to me anymore. It was sometime towards the end of spring in the following year, one late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came rushing into the room, its like he did not change and sleep, and had been waiting for this moment. He carried me and ran down the stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the journey to the hospital. Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite. Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would&lt;br /&gt;love me as much as he did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me go in; his warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him despite my contraction pain. Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our son and me, eyes tear with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched his hand. Hubby looked at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the floor. I&lt;br /&gt;cried out for him in pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of his... I had thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth is, I have never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment. Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, it was already in terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to last this long. I asked the doctor when he first discovered he had cancer. Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me&lt;br /&gt;saying: "Prepare for his funeral."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disregarded the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into his room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hitsme. Hubby's cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his groaning was real, and I had thought that... the computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son:&lt;br /&gt;"Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now... I know that in your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it be. But daddy now no longer has that chance. Daddy has written inside here all the possible difficulties and problems you may encounter during your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's suggestion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel as if I have&lt;br /&gt;accompanied you through life journey. To be honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves me most..." From play school to primary school, to secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love, everything big and small was written there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby has also written a letter for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dear, to marry you is my biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you, forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I want to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for the arrival of our baby...My dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I would smile, thank you for loving me...These presents, I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally, could you help me to give some of them to him every year, the dates on what to give when are all written on the packaging... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I brought our son over and place him beside him. I said: "Open your eyes and smile, I want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms..." He struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile. Our son still in his arms was happily waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang through the air as tears slowly rolled down my face.... A fatal misunderstanding and the person who loves me the most in this world is gone forever..."Cruel misunderstandings one after another disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family. Our originals intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in her remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price, every thing became too late."........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story.&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER HOLD ON TO OFFENCES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2347689900814847217?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2347689900814847217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2347689900814847217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2347689900814847217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2347689900814847217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-be-angry-too-long.html' title='Dont be angry too long...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6251841803136050425</id><published>2009-05-27T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:52:36.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reluctant...</title><content type='html'>Im feeling reluctant to blog these days. There are things I feel like typing out but don’t wish to expose. And when I opened my MS Word and wanna type out. I’m lost in words… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6251841803136050425?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6251841803136050425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6251841803136050425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6251841803136050425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6251841803136050425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/reluctant.html' title='Reluctant...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-8750181867487005731</id><published>2009-05-26T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:13:05.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitsubishi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car'/><title type='text'>Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X : Malaysia's Police Car</title><content type='html'>These days while on my way to work. A noticed 2 nice Evo Lancer cruising down along Federal Highway. Twice. It was really handsome of them. Even more handsome like this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShvqjzVQyDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/sV4ElU4xTNU/s1600-h/19022009235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShvqjzVQyDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/sV4ElU4xTNU/s400/19022009235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119683973564466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShvqjubagnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/TV_vSiIZSQk/s1600-h/Polis_Malaysia_Evo_10_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShvqjubagnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/TV_vSiIZSQk/s400/Polis_Malaysia_Evo_10_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340119682657190514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I was shocked myself. I don’t watch news. So I am not aware of this until I see it myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our local car is not good enough to chase thieves?&lt;br /&gt;So by driving this Evo Lancer, there will be lesser crime cos now there’s no excuse for not be able to chase after thieves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it is not just ‘*Ho kua bo ho jiak’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokkien : Nice to see, not nice to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8750181867487005731?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8750181867487005731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=8750181867487005731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8750181867487005731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8750181867487005731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/mitsubishi-lancer-evolution-x-malaysias.html' title='Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X : Malaysia&apos;s Police Car'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShvqjzVQyDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/sV4ElU4xTNU/s72-c/19022009235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4684911359949822379</id><published>2009-05-25T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:38:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>this testing is requested by Big Cow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4684911359949822379?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4684911359949822379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4684911359949822379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4684911359949822379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4684911359949822379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1570997925776415919</id><published>2009-05-23T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:57:41.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='financial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lynn'/><title type='text'>Stability</title><content type='html'>It’s 7.40pm&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my heart aches… I don’t know why…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to McD with Lynn last nite after work. Talked about problems as usual. I realized, we are being brought up in a diff way compare to others. We still see people that are still stuck at that level. Well, don’t be surprise as well if u know people who is already working but still gets “allowance” from their daddy and mommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say I have anything against them. But I just don’t understand their mentality. Me and Lynn don’t understand their mentality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we continue our conversation, we started to talk about how are we suppose to balance our life. Especially on financial. And no, we did not have a solution. And I am officially one of the victims for credit card debts. But no worries tho, things are still not YET out of hand. Still able to manage it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about insurance as Lynn doesn’t know how to go about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about our family issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about me. Me mememememememememememeee… Nah. Just kidding about ‘me’ part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did lots of catch ups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually hor… I don’t know what’s the purpose of this post. I just wanna type something. Anything… And I came up with this. Sighs…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1570997925776415919?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1570997925776415919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1570997925776415919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1570997925776415919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1570997925776415919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/stability.html' title='Stability'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4449494503315315163</id><published>2009-05-23T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:46:12.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linggene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shih tzu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pekingnese'/><title type='text'>Shih-nese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Shd_P_T3jEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/R84cj1gS2EM/s1600-h/Shih_Tzu_Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Shd_P_T3jEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/R84cj1gS2EM/s400/Shih_Tzu_Boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338875795940543554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally melted alre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4449494503315315163?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4449494503315315163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4449494503315315163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4449494503315315163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4449494503315315163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/shih-nese.html' title='Shih-nese'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Shd_P_T3jEI/AAAAAAAAAj0/R84cj1gS2EM/s72-c/Shih_Tzu_Boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-9106139286404793850</id><published>2009-05-22T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:42:52.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressie'/><title type='text'>Eventful Day...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Cow won a prize and she’s suppose to be attending this prize ceremony thing in Bangi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dgn bersemangatnyer, we woke up early. About 6 – 7 am. Sent LM to office, waited downstairs cos she had to go up to photocopy big cow’s IC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started our journey to Bangi, and we arrived there at about 8.45am. had breakfast in Old Town Kopitiam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony, since it was early, we headed to Cineleisure to get movie tickets and tried to check-in for W’s room. Yea. She’s here again. :P Will tell later la. Tee Hee…&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, but unable to check-in cos it was only 12pm. And to check in is 1pm. Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to MV to fetch LM from work then to KL to settle her stuffs. After KL, I sent them back to their home so they could take Big Cow’s car to settle more of their stuffs. And I headed home to pack, with excitement. W is here~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After packing, I headed to meet her up. Went for a movie, Angels and Demons. Aiyohhh… I tell u…. who wanna watch this movie? Bring me along? I don’t mind watching again. :D&lt;br /&gt;yea… it was THAT good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movies, went for dinner at TGIF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She teman’ed me to MV today. Then I went for work, and she went ahead towards KL Central so she can catch a bus back Sg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a sudden event eh. The nite before, we were talking on the phone before I went to sleep. And out of nowhere, she just said that after work, she’ll catch a bus to KL to meet me. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u W for everything  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, cant type more. Going to meet Lynn. Finally…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-9106139286404793850?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/9106139286404793850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=9106139286404793850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/9106139286404793850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/9106139286404793850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/eventful-day.html' title='Eventful Day...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6233529841335743361</id><published>2009-05-20T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:19:00.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swiss garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lelong'/><title type='text'>Lelong - Swiss Garden Resort &amp; Spa Hotel - Kuantan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lelong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiss Garden Resort &amp;amp; Spa Hotel - Kuantan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days 2 night&lt;br /&gt;Check in 30th May 2009&lt;br /&gt;Check out 1st June 2009&lt;br /&gt;Facing seaview – Normal rate RM276++per night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Lelong by me for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM150&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;per night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason to sell it off : I need to work. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please email me at summer.laydee@yahoo.com is u r interested ASAP as I need to change the name for the booking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShORx2M8jLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/K-QoFb-pfNo/s1600-h/Lobby_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337770268913601714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShORx2M8jLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/K-QoFb-pfNo/s400/Lobby_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShORxxfzwWI/AAAAAAAAAjk/PLYvfDSrfFA/s1600-h/1645750-Balok_Beach_at_Swiss_Garden_Resort_Spa-Kuantan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337770267650539874" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Spa Hotel - Kuantan'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShORx2M8jLI/AAAAAAAAAjs/K-QoFb-pfNo/s72-c/Lobby_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4615449712811107088</id><published>2009-05-19T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:05:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions...</title><content type='html'>W gave me a link regarding about a job in Sg... &lt;br /&gt;in that same webpage, i found a link towards Certified Professional Contact Centre Agent's Training Program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Training?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4615449712811107088?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4615449712811107088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4615449712811107088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4615449712811107088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4615449712811107088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions.html' title='decisions...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-8304684714242076232</id><published>2009-05-18T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:27:20.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist...</title><content type='html'>Ok. Ok. I know it is too early for me to set my wish list. Well, it’s something for me to aim can or not? Who says wish list is only for birthdays and Christmas? No rite? So yes. This is my own personal wish list. &lt;br /&gt;So my wish of getting a new phone has been achieved. And now… the rest of the stuffs which I wanna get…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lappie &lt;br /&gt;this is a ‘need’. My CPU is making noises alre. :(&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Sony Vaio. But being a typical Malaysian, who wanna install ALL the original applications. And if pirated ones screwed up my Sony, I’m fucked la. So, I’m actually reconsidering other brands instead. Any reco? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;br /&gt;Can I consider this as a ‘need’ too? I don’t have a nice professional look watch eh. I think I’ll go for Casio or Titus or Fossil. I love Gucci’s watches but… if scratched I’ll kill myself so no… I’ll stick to others. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSP/NDS &lt;br /&gt;Ok ok. This is just a ‘want’. I know ok. For entertainment purpose. But… I don’t really need it tho. If I get it, it’ll be lesser time for me to read my books and watch my DVDs (I bought lots of books and DVDs... and still unattended).  But… I miss playing games. I miss playing Loco Roco… :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my latest craze…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShE3tOmvGqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s6ozqpbiilg/s1600-h/4760-500w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShE3tOmvGqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s6ozqpbiilg/s400/4760-500w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337108283564956322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShE3tLrVW2I/AAAAAAAAAjM/j9nx8oZQFgs/s1600-h/1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShE3tLrVW2I/AAAAAAAAAjM/j9nx8oZQFgs/s400/1022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337108282778934114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DKNY Be Delicious Fresh Blossom&lt;br /&gt;I got my DKNY Be Delicious for women. But this Fresh Blossom is so… sweet! I WANT! Yea… it’s a ‘want’. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's more to add. haha! im going mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8304684714242076232?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8304684714242076232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=8304684714242076232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8304684714242076232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8304684714242076232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ShE3tOmvGqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s6ozqpbiilg/s72-c/4760-500w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-9092244685277833426</id><published>2009-05-17T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T04:47:32.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little black book'/><title type='text'>THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK – EVERY GIRL NEEDS ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sg8fm1u39ZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/OslfoPvS1y4/s1600-h/IMG_3886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sg8fm1u39ZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/OslfoPvS1y4/s400/IMG_3886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336518835576501650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK IS THE FIRST OF ITS KIND IN ASIA. A NON-LINED HARDCOVER NOTEBOOK FEATURING 14 OF THE HOTTEST WOMEN VOTED THROUGH FROM MALAYSIA AND SINGAPORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underlying themes to this whole process and the book are of course the women, but just as importantly, the theme of life. The women voted through and selected for this project might not necessarily be the greatest beauties of all time (although in our opinion they are) but they each bring to the table their lives. Beautiful both inside and out, they are all special in so many ways, through their accomplishments, their intelligence and most importantly, their strength in surviving and thriving in this sometimes discriminating world we live in. You'll find that each of them reveals a secret about themselves inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two themes of the book also run parallel to the efforts of our partner charity, the Women's Aid Organisation. These women fight on a daily basis to get back on their feet, surviving rape, abuse and god knows what else. But they remain steadfast. And they live. Find out how you can help by surfing to www.wao.org.my. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL PROFITS FROM THE SALE OF LBB GOES TO THE WAO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Format&lt;br /&gt;5.75" x 9" (A5) hard cover with embossed; 100 pages; 14 black and white photographs printed on 157gsm fine art matt paper with finish, 82 pages white non-lined 120gsm simili paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Source from &lt;a href="http://shop.fridae.com/product.php?productid=17913"&gt;Fridae&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**And thanks to W for getting me this. Really appreciate it. :) **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-9092244685277833426?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/9092244685277833426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=9092244685277833426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/9092244685277833426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/9092244685277833426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-black-book-every-girl-needs-one.html' title='THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK – EVERY GIRL NEEDS ONE'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sg8fm1u39ZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/OslfoPvS1y4/s72-c/IMG_3886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1786110336565142944</id><published>2009-05-15T03:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:46:59.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiramisu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan jalan cari makan'/><title type='text'>Tiramisu - DOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxyJ3tij7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/OmX8BsHZ8qk/s1600-h/IMG_3876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxyJ3tij7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/OmX8BsHZ8qk/s400/IMG_3876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335765172426543026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This… turns out to be my latest craze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W was in KL last week and after dinner, we went DOME, The Curve to have dessert. Before I go further, we had dinner at Ah Cheng’s Laksa in Cineleisure. She ordered Nasi Lemak Petai Udang and I ordered Assam Laksa. She tasted some of my Assam Laksa and she loved it to bits! Haha! Till the extend, the very next day before she leave KL, she wanted to have Assam Laksa for dinner. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to DOME, The Curve. She ordered some chocolate brownie… er… something. I don’t know. :(  I don’t really fancy chocolates, so she will have more to herself. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ordered tiramisu. I never tried their tiramisu before. And… oh my god. (I know I sound bimboistic here but I really can’t help it!) the 1st piece u put it in your mouth, u feel like u’re in heaven! Seriously, I have never tasted anything that good ever since RT Pastry’s Cheesecake. Oh gosh! Cheesecake! Their cheesecake is also orgasmic! Ok, we leave that to next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh~ the tiramisu!!! *saliva dripping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going Subang Parade tmrw eh. And Subang Parade got DOME eh... Should I go get one tmrw? *michelle-ing*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1786110336565142944?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1786110336565142944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1786110336565142944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1786110336565142944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1786110336565142944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/tiramisu-dome.html' title='Tiramisu - DOME'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxyJ3tij7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/OmX8BsHZ8qk/s72-c/IMG_3876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4564716013063678803</id><published>2009-05-15T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:47:49.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='705'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5800'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SE'/><title type='text'>Nokia 5800</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, may I present you, my latest gadget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 5800 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsNFxVDbI/AAAAAAAAAis/9QOL-iQcS_g/s1600-h/IMG_3875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsNFxVDbI/AAAAAAAAAis/9QOL-iQcS_g/s400/IMG_3875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758630670372274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I thought, I must be mad. Really really mad. The day before I bought this phone, I was working midnite shift. And I thought I wanna get a phone, and also a phone for my aunt as she was complaining about her phone is giving her problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after work, I went for breakfast at McD’s with my colleague who was working midnite shift with me. After I sent her home, without thinking much, I drove to Sunway Pyramid. It just suddenly struck me to get a damn new phone for myself and my aunt. It was about 10am. On my way there, I called my aunt and ask her to meet me in Sunway Pyramid IMMEDIATELY. She was still sleeping and thought I was mad. Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow… I arrived there 1st and roamed around the gadgets area. At first I was torn between SE G705 and Nokia 5800. SE because, I didn’t really used an SE phone before and I kinda like the design. 5800 because… it’s 5800! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt arrived about 11am. Almost 12. We sat there with the sales guy, Patrick. He is a funny dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking and blow water and bullshitting and deciding and at the end, I manage to get my phone for RM1300 Ori set. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, my aunt chose her phone as well, SE W705. She always liked SE phones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsNLiwkUI/AAAAAAAAAik/L_e3G4_8R-4/s1600-h/IMG_3865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsNLiwkUI/AAAAAAAAAik/L_e3G4_8R-4/s400/IMG_3865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758632219873602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsM63UT6I/AAAAAAAAAic/0JLo4O7mZwk/s1600-h/IMG_3867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsM63UT6I/AAAAAAAAAic/0JLo4O7mZwk/s400/IMG_3867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758627742699426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked the blue one. He said red ones sold out already. Sighs... But blue oso nice eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsM3JxIXI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_X-XXuS_tko/s1600-h/IMG_3868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsM3JxIXI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_X-XXuS_tko/s400/IMG_3868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758626746343794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsMxk-e9I/AAAAAAAAAiM/-Y_t1RvZYxQ/s1600-h/IMG_3870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsMxk-e9I/AAAAAAAAAiM/-Y_t1RvZYxQ/s400/IMG_3870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758625249852370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been using it for almost 2 weeks now. And so far it did not give me any problems. And the battery is surprisingly lasting. Taking pictures are not that bad. I don’t really depend on its camera anyways as I always carry around my Ixus 70. The touch screen sensitivity is superb. Much better than HTC and other PDA phones I must say. Oh… and the speed detecting for the GPS signal is freaking fast. So so much faster than HTC (I was working in HTC service centre so I meddle around HTC phones a lot back then). No problems at all for me to text while driving (kids, don’t do this ya? :P ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 my Nokia 5800&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/3617453542243627403-4564716013063678803?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4564716013063678803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4564716013063678803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4564716013063678803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4564716013063678803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/nokia-5800.html' title='Nokia 5800'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SgxsNFxVDbI/AAAAAAAAAis/9QOL-iQcS_g/s72-c/IMG_3875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-255006661453856754</id><published>2009-05-14T03:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T04:12:14.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>template</title><content type='html'>im currently browsing for blog template with 3 columns. and none of them caught my eye. it is either tooooo dark. or toooo funky. or tooooo simple... or just... nothing i like... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the current one very much. in fact, i LOVE the current one. but i dont know how to cast magic to make it to 3 columns... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone can help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or shall i just keep browsing for one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;update&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;ok. my template is a bit screwed now. no. it is VERY screwed. and it is 4 fucking AM and i need to sleep now. i shall fix this on friday. which is my off day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-255006661453856754?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/255006661453856754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=255006661453856754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/255006661453856754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/255006661453856754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/template.html' title='template'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7045725520157658048</id><published>2009-05-13T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:17:04.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh happy day~</title><content type='html'>I was on MC yesterday due to massive cramp because of my stupid auntie visiting me.  I called in to let my team leader know im on MC. And she was fine with it. And I thought it was ok. So I took my rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, when I came in, I was welcomed by my team leader with a letter. i… kinda freaked out. I tot it’s a warning letter, or worst, termination letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the envelope slowly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bonus! Although it is not much. But still. After all these years in work force, it is my 1st time getting bonus! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly today is really a great day eh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out my morning exchanging text msg with W. and then prepare myself to work. Arriving work with a letter which says I got bonus. Talked to big cow and I tot she was angry at me but she’s not. -_-“  no huge issue all day long while working. And the ticket numbers dropped! Oh my…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7045725520157658048?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7045725520157658048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7045725520157658048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7045725520157658048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7045725520157658048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-happy-day.html' title='oh happy day~'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3160682851532256585</id><published>2009-05-04T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:08:52.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan jalan cari makan'/><title type='text'>Me? Karaoke? Haha!!</title><content type='html'>U guys wont believe this. Definitely wont. I’ve marked my own history yesterday. 1st time in my life. I was singing in karaoke. Yes. It was my 1st time. And it was quite random tho… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after I got up from bed at about 6pm (I was working midnite shift). I took my own sweet time to prepare myself and then head off to fetch big cow. And then we headed to NZX for dinner. And… this time, it was me who over ordered. But but… all the food are all so tempting! *saliva dripping*. Anyways. I didn’t get any pictures bcos we were too busy eating. Will go another round with pictures to post it up. Oh… did I mention the restaurant is 100 C? yea. It is 100 C… nice… nicee. Niceeee! And I think it is halal. Cos we don’t see any pork dishes. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying listening to the Chinese songs playing in the restaurant, and out of a sudden, I said to big cow,  “eh… wanna go sing k ah?”. Before the fire of singing in karaoke dim off… I quickly sent big cow to withdraw her money and off we go to Sunway Pyramid’s Red Box. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 10pm. And we sang until 3am. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no problem for me as I start work at 12.30pm. but kesian big cow… she starts work in the morning. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh… something to share…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is taken using my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sf7akX-BD4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/hKE-Qv4IsD8/s1600-h/04052009017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sf7akX-BD4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/hKE-Qv4IsD8/s400/04052009017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939327297523586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clear eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog about my new phone soon. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3160682851532256585?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3160682851532256585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3160682851532256585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3160682851532256585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3160682851532256585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-karaoke-haha.html' title='Me? Karaoke? Haha!!'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sf7akX-BD4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/hKE-Qv4IsD8/s72-c/04052009017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5698112478878519274</id><published>2009-05-02T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:17:05.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need...</title><content type='html'>a new phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please recommend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying from doing research which is good and which is not. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5698112478878519274?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5698112478878519274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5698112478878519274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5698112478878519274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5698112478878519274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need.html' title='i need...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-9138588536457581165</id><published>2009-04-30T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:53:57.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone?</title><content type='html'>anyone getting married soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this ridiculously awesome jig saw puzzle suitable as a present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i buy now, and not giving anyone. what for i buy rite? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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everyone else is making your day a living hell. u mang zhang. what about me? im not? u wanna know so fucking much rite? i was saying its time to put a fucking song in ur blog bcos it's just putting a song playing at its background. and why ni ne me ai ta? it is just plainly because you fucking like that song la. now that you know. happy now? puas tak? i did not ask u to fucking read my fucking mind, but perhaps can understand that im actually busy working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you! you fucking hypocrite. ur fucking mouth says that u fucking care about your braders feelings especially me like your own bloody sibling. but ur action doesnt say so. dun fucking act like u care in front of them. u just wanna show that u r a good person behind ur freaking mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and both of you. you dont have to pm me to congrats me whereby both of u are the one who told me that u guys will be on my side. when shit happens, where the fuck r u guys? of all people who congrats me, i dont need your particular group's wishes. i dont need hypocrite's wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you! you dont fucking understand what im trying to say is it? last time u said. i can go out, but just at night i have to go home. now im home everynight, u say i go out never inform. when i did inform your mother, u got say anything or not? just because your mother is in the shower and i cant inform her, u blasted at me? repeat and repeat again and again rite? what about u? cannot come home when im not home? when im home, your mother ask me about you. always say me me me. what about you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you! im not the only fucking person who smokes in the whole fucking family ok? your other granddaughter of yours oso smoke. one shot 2 packs in her bag. you saw it. what did u say? no la, her bf's one. den me? even one fucking lighter u'll make the whole house tear down screaming and yelling at me for smoking. ya. u said girls smoking looks like sucking cock. do you wanna see me sucking cock in front of you or not?! which is worst? sucking the real cock in front of you? or smoking in front of you? u think i dont know? u used to smoke too when u r young ok?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1733880508786696972?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1733880508786696972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1733880508786696972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1733880508786696972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2477686348539382039?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2477686348539382039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2477686348539382039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2477686348539382039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2477686348539382039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/hypocrites.html' 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Today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was planning to go to gym on Monday. but something unexpected happened. a good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant stop smiling...&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/3617453542243627403-4901751124229053466?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4901751124229053466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4901751124229053466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4901751124229053466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4901751124229053466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprised.html' title='surprised...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6112556612685818345</id><published>2009-04-27T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:26:15.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>OMFG...</title><content type='html'>Lady GaGa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://horiwood.com/2009/04/03/is-lady-gaga-bisexual-her-poke-her-face-action-in-pics/"&gt;http://horiwood.com/2009/04/03/is-lady-gaga-bisexual-her-poke-her-face-action-in-pics/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6112556612685818345?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6112556612685818345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6112556612685818345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6112556612685818345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6112556612685818345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/omfg.html' title='OMFG...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3731323368478421502</id><published>2009-04-27T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:27:21.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1986'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1926'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1985'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zodiacs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astrology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1925'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ox'/><title type='text'>WOOD OX Astrology</title><content type='html'>Jan 25, 1925 to Feb 12, 1926 &lt;br /&gt;Feb 20, 1985 to Feb 8, 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who come under wood ox astrology are put on a higher pedestal than other people. Born geniuses these people are bright and brilliant. Along with their charming personality they are also quite stubborn and short tempered. Wood ox people have many times been mentors and people tend to look up to them. These people also have a great sense of humor and challenge everyone’s tickling buds. They have a strong moral code and believe in ethics and integrity in life. Wood oxen people are also very practical but the finances are not very stable, as they tend to lend money to friends quite often. People under this Chinese sign are very good with relationships. They always sit down and talk their differences over and don’t let misunderstandings crop between them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://www.123chinesenewyear.com/chinese-astrology/ox.html"&gt;http://www.123chinesenewyear.com/chinese-astrology/ox.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3731323368478421502?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3731323368478421502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3731323368478421502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3731323368478421502'/><link rel='self' 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term='Idiot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direction'/><title type='text'>direction idiot - certified...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today i was suppose to help big cow to collect her gift from nuffnang's office. being me... i am a natural born direction idiot. fantastic talent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i did my homework. i googled for the map... i even printed out the steps... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC-HepKDAI/AAAAAAAAAhc/bUQQsih7RLQ/s1600-h/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC-HepKDAI/AAAAAAAAAhc/bUQQsih7RLQ/s400/IMG_3810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327967394873347074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i got lil cowie to teman me. sure wont get lost wan... so i took off from subang, head along federal highway... all the way straight until the kuala lumpur railway station i turned left... and then... im lost... *cries* &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still keep driving to look for the way... until i saw a familiar road. jalan sultan ismail! i knew it is near by there... so i called big cow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : erm... im pretty lost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BC : where r u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : can lead me from jln sultan ismail?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BC : *leads... yada yada yada...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : er.. orh... can i have u to stay on the line?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BC : *hesitated* hmmm... ok la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until one point she got work to do alre... so she just told me yada yada yada turn left den yada yada yada u'll be there alre... so dengan bersemangatnyerrr... i drove... and yes! i found!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wYw4KrI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ls4_4hN5dKM/s1600-h/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wYw4KrI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ls4_4hN5dKM/s400/IMG_3818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327966998158125746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the end of the journey... poor lil cowie covered with papers d... and yea... im a certified direction idiot... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wF7dmII/AAAAAAAAAhE/8I_zhBwKvrA/s400/IMG_3814.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327966993102248066" /&gt;may i present... this... this is the prize i collected for big cow. she won the &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiandreamgirl.tv/contests_nnblogbuzz.html"&gt;malaysian dream girl blog buzz for week 5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://bigcowgoesmootoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/malaysian-dreamgirl-season-2.html"&gt;click here for her entry&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wMu4mSI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UiOzcH4SRJ8/s1600-h/IMG_3815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wMu4mSI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UiOzcH4SRJ8/s400/IMG_3815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327966994928539938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well... it is what she wanted. she was telling me she want the cosmetics more that the fragrances... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wOOS24I/AAAAAAAAAg8/B21i1hQQ4cI/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9wOOS24I/AAAAAAAAAg8/B21i1hQQ4cI/s400/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327966995328719746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9v8f30NI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TXgrwMHTC-4/s1600-h/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC9v8f30NI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TXgrwMHTC-4/s400/IMG_3812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327966990570606802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CONGRATS BIG COW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7011380277474424653?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7011380277474424653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7011380277474424653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5010553997595521810</id><published>2009-04-24T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:50:21.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senjyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jalan jalan cari makan'/><title type='text'>Senjyu Sushi @ Cineleisure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this... is actually a freaking late post... freaking late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6l9lGI3I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-ykoK2l0Z0M/s1600-h/IMG_3778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6l9lGI3I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-ykoK2l0Z0M/s400/IMG_3778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963520527377266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the other day me and big cow went cineleisure cos i wanted to get some stuff from the IT Hyperstore. being us... we definitely have to eat before we start shopping. we had hard time deciding on what to eat. since i already got my magic plastic card, i suggested we eat something we never eat before... hence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6l2axFPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vhjEL4d81ew/s1600-h/IMG_3777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6l2axFPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/vhjEL4d81ew/s400/IMG_3777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963518605006066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senjyu Sushi. and boy... we never regret it even one bit. althought the service was kinda bad and we assumed that the girl was new... so, oh well... nothing beats delicious food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6lgLHMEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/OLC1cEbVLvA/s1600-h/IMG_3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6lgLHMEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/OLC1cEbVLvA/s400/IMG_3790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963512633765954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our all time favourite has been cawanmushi... and Senjyu's cawanmushi was... *saliva dripping* freaking delicious. i can go for a few rounds of their cawanmushi but i still wanna eat other stuffs. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6XB6gopI/AAAAAAAAAgU/5oQicUoWk4M/s1600-h/IMG_3780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6XB6gopI/AAAAAAAAAgU/5oQicUoWk4M/s400/IMG_3780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963263992898194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6XNqpwDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/RTKpnzGmpNk/s1600-h/IMG_3785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6XNqpwDI/AAAAAAAAAgM/RTKpnzGmpNk/s400/IMG_3785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963267147612210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is like the combination on my favourites in japanese food. tamago with unagi... merged. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt quite like the egg tho. too sweet... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6W_Bia5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Zlf83JV2h8c/s1600-h/IMG_3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6W_Bia5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Zlf83JV2h8c/s400/IMG_3793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963263217068946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had wagyu beef rite. i didnt finish the rice cos i was kinda full alre. but... the beef i sapu all. it is yummyyyy~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6W--LaCI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1e6EIzcfB_U/s1600-h/IMG_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6W--LaCI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1e6EIzcfB_U/s400/IMG_3794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963263202977826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i ordered flower tea. i like the light taste of tea with the flower aroma to it. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6W0NT9aI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xBVfwLL0NLc/s1600-h/IMG_3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6W0NT9aI/AAAAAAAAAf0/xBVfwLL0NLc/s400/IMG_3796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327963260313662882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i seriously highly recommend Senjyu. and i would go there again for their cawanmushi and wagyu beef... *saliva dripping again*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senjyu Sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F1.05 Sunway Pyramid +603-5632 8119&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lot G2 &amp;amp; G3 Ground Floor Cineleisure +603-7727 9028&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5010553997595521810?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5010553997595521810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5010553997595521810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5010553997595521810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5010553997595521810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/senjyu-sushi-cineleisure.html' title='Senjyu Sushi @ Cineleisure'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SfC6l9lGI3I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-ykoK2l0Z0M/s72-c/IMG_3778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-991189164157564938</id><published>2009-04-22T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:43:04.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><title type='text'>stability</title><content type='html'>one of the kapak just broke up. being in a lesbian drama, we wont know if they're able to patch back or not. but the reason of breaking up is... stability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is stability? what is your defination of stability? how can we consider it as stable in stability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really depends on how you see things i guess. and depends what u want in life. you could probably have :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship stability&lt;br /&gt;financial stability&lt;br /&gt;life stability&lt;br /&gt;emotion stability&lt;br /&gt;career stability&lt;br /&gt;etc... you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many types of stability and of cos, nothing is perfect. we cant have it all. we cant... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question, is it important? if it is, will you help your partner to achieve the desired stability? or you rather leave because you cant find the thing you're looking for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it, i should kill myself cos i'm not stable in anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship stability... i cant find it or feel it, so i leave it...&lt;br /&gt;financial stability... i dont have any cos i splurge like there's no tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;life stability... i dont think my life is stable. cos all my other stuffs are not stable.&lt;br /&gt;emotion stability... well. that explains why i slit isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;career stability... strugles... im still forcing myself to stay put in this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see... everything oso not stable. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know one thing for sure tho. u need lots of time and patience to build that certain stability you want to achieve. the question now is, are you willing to put in time, patience and effort to achieve it?&lt;div 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me... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Se8XTf3riuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/J1-JmW0Fj6E/s1600-h/mybrute_m-tequila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 78px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Se8XTf3riuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/J1-JmW0Fj6E/s400/mybrute_m-tequila.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327502507942578914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;click here &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://m-tequila.mybrute.com/"&gt;m-tequila's mybrute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5373629867604982448?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5373629867604982448/comments/default' title='Post 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term='stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just being emo'/><title type='text'>Difficult?</title><content type='html'>u're saying im difficult eh? one more thing i hear from you... i'll jot every single thing here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll show u what's difficult here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7237006606007478379?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7237006606007478379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7237006606007478379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kapakia'/><title type='text'>173</title><content type='html'>i am so not inspired to blog these days due to work work work and more work. play play play and more play. and the ended up, exhausted to blog. hehe... im so not a dedicated blogger. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my aunt went home alre. which she will visit me next month again. im less emo now. i think thats why less thing for me to blog. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am seriously enjoying my singlehood. when am not having my aunt around of cos. it's like a typical sagi. the sense of freeeeeedom! i can fly to anywhere i want with my car. hence the petrol is draining like water draining from the tap. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapakia is in the midst of... i dont know. rekindle? i dont know. still having thorns in their heart? i dont know. i dont know anything about kapakia anymore. not to say i dont wanna know. i wanna know so badly and when i am not informed with things. i got really pissed... i'm being the one left out from the group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as chris always thought me before... dont expect things to go your way. so yea. im leaving it the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ohh... i straightened my hair. will post a proper photo of me having long straight hair later on, if i have any. i've wanted to straighten my hair for so long alre! yippeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so many things to blog and photos not edited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had vivo. i had sanjyu sushi. i'm a holder of magic plastic cards. one night trip to KLIA and putrajaya. etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... it's mid of the month again... broke time of the month. :D&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do not have the sense of controlling what i spend on and my savings. sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='173'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-5046648379452008619</id><published>2009-04-21T05:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:43:45.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swt Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Used 2b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Mindy'/><title type='text'>Used 2B (Na Na Na) - Swt Baby B &amp; Lil Mindy</title><content type='html'>recommended by Frankie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5Y33CCDc8k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5Y33CCDc8k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta talk, I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B? (how it used 2B)&lt;br /&gt;Baby why do you just leave me all alone?&lt;br /&gt;When I've given all my heart, given all my soul&lt;br /&gt;Still you make (still you make)&lt;br /&gt;Make it hard for me to trust&lt;br /&gt;To understand exactly what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B?&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take it back to the day we first met&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B?&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's changing, that's all I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;It's so complicating, our love is slowly fading&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but not to think about the way it used 2B&lt;br /&gt;Tell me is it possible, could it still be you and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days when you and I were each others ride to die&lt;br /&gt;We used 2B so tight like bonnie and clyde &lt;br /&gt;But further apart we grew, baby who would ever knew&lt;br /&gt;We would end up like this, tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B?&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B?&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we used 2B was so heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Recall the memories, seems like we were meant 2B&lt;br /&gt;For better or worse, we were still each others&lt;br /&gt;But now it ain't like that no more, the days are getting duller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a note overseas, I'm trapped in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;My heart's slowly dying, getting frozen like a fossil&lt;br /&gt;You used 2B the one who could always set me free&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm reaching near the edge, will you even look at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B?&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B?&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan't you to fly with me (I wan't you to fly with me)&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you lay with me (I miss how you lay with me)&lt;br /&gt;Just wish you could dine with me (just wish you could dine with me)&lt;br /&gt;One that would grind with me (one that would grind with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan't you to fly with me (I wan't you to fly with me)&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you lay with me (I miss how you lay with me)&lt;br /&gt;Just wish you could dine with me (just wish you could dine with me)&lt;br /&gt;One that would grind with me (one that would grind with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B? (na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me (na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met (na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget (na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be how it used 2B? (na na na na) &lt;br /&gt;When it was all about you and me(na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take it back to the day we first met (na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's something I can never forget (na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine them @&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/mindiixbeatz&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/officialbabyb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-5046648379452008619?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5046648379452008619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=5046648379452008619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5046648379452008619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/5046648379452008619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/used-2b-na-na-na-swt-baby-b-lil-mindy.html' title='Used 2B (Na Na Na) - Swt Baby B &amp; Lil Mindy'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6295248470696774337</id><published>2009-04-20T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:44:15.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Cow'/><title type='text'>cries...</title><content type='html'>i am actually tempted to update my long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big cow just sos-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she need me to accompany her to the petrol station for petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be wondering, pump petrol cannot go alone ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no... dengar la dulu (listen 1st la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her car petrol is like... gonna be empty. and she is afraid that on the way to the petrol station, really empty tank. so she need me to convoy along... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. it is 10.35 alre. hehe... and i promised to leave office at 10.30. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6295248470696774337?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6295248470696774337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6295248470696774337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6295248470696774337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6295248470696774337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/cries.html' title='cries...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7507900197441302090</id><published>2009-04-20T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:45:17.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonder Kitten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic'/><title type='text'>They are straight...</title><content type='html'>until they are wet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sexfo8WITAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/T_rO9clRx9k/s1600-h/1spagetti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sexfo8WITAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/T_rO9clRx9k/s400/1spagetti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326737616270806018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**got this from &lt;a href="http://wonderkitten.blogspot.com"&gt;WonderKitten&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7507900197441302090?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7507900197441302090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7507900197441302090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7507900197441302090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7507900197441302090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/they-are-straight.html' title='They are straight...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sexfo8WITAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/T_rO9clRx9k/s72-c/1spagetti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7188890005825469823</id><published>2009-04-20T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:45:51.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Cow'/><title type='text'>30 year old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sew0CnO38JI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7wLLtXppZEY/s1600-h/IMG_3800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sew0CnO38JI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7wLLtXppZEY/s400/IMG_3800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326689678768205970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look 30 year old here meh? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries loudly*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7188890005825469823?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7188890005825469823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7188890005825469823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7188890005825469823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7188890005825469823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/30-year-old.html' title='30 year old...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/Sew0CnO38JI/AAAAAAAAAfc/7wLLtXppZEY/s72-c/IMG_3800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-106456215902764764</id><published>2009-04-20T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:46:16.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frankie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Frankie Foo...</title><content type='html'>had a late dinner with him last night. talked about a lot of stuffs la. things in school. how he's doing recently. bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya. another ex of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no... the name is not frankie foo... it is frankie lim... haha... frankie foo was given back in sec sch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really season of ex reunion... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update further. these days i dont have time to update. by the time i got free time, im too exhausted... sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my long winded entries. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-106456215902764764?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1310994620095182026</id><published>2009-04-18T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:50:04.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><title type='text'>workaholic</title><content type='html'>am i one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beginning to suspect i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finish my shift at 5.30, i'll leave office at 10.&lt;br /&gt;i finish my shift at 10.30, i leave office at 12...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, it is not just as simple as &lt;a href="http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-still-in-office.html"&gt;lazy-to-go-home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually worried about my cases. i make sure everything is updated until there's nothing more to update or until im really tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw is my off day. and here i am worrying about my cases will screw up or not. not to say i dont trust my colleagues. i trust them. some able to do fantastic job. i just... worry la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1310994620095182026?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1310994620095182026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1310994620095182026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1310994620095182026'/><link 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term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Save your marriage</title><content type='html'>When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? &lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. &lt;br /&gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have read this story long ago. and it brought me tears. it was really touching how the story ended. the husband finally realised but it was too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how we got in a long term relationship and as years passed. we tend to forgot small little things in the relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people say, long term relationship dont last. i believed it. until now i still do. but this story taught. there are reasons that both people can stay so long together. and when things gets dull and boring. they tend to think that sparks are just not there anymore. it is actually the matter of small little things to bring back that intimacy between 2 person. it just pretty much depends, r u willing to put in that small little effort in it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8770978485439861818?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8770978485439861818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=8770978485439861818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8770978485439861818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8770978485439861818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/save-your-marriage.html' title='Save your marriage'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2299995972551913451</id><published>2009-04-14T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:56:09.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><title type='text'>im still in office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;feeling lazy to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u read it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;l-a-z-y&lt;br /&gt;t-o&lt;br /&gt;g-o&lt;br /&gt;h-o-m-e &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a homey person. i dont like to go home. my shift ends at 5.30pm. and now, it's alre 9.05pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. im a weird person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2299995972551913451?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2299995972551913451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2299995972551913451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2299995972551913451'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>... dont get from customer everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bear in mind, im actually working in a MNC and our customers are around the globe and only speaks to IT specialist or manager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cust : i wanna speak to xxx...&lt;br /&gt;me : *get details of which id, which comp, name, reason*&lt;br /&gt;me : *tried to transfer but that person went for meal break&lt;br /&gt;me : im sorry sir, xxx has gone for meal break. do you want me to pass any msg?&lt;br /&gt;cust : oh. no no. no need. i'll call again later. i wanna go makan oso. &lt;br /&gt;me : *thinking* makan? -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6915822648717062847?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6128853386856473738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-she-is-cute.html' title='I think she is cute...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-8534745058639492335</id><published>2009-04-10T20:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:57:43.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manipulative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumbass'/><title type='text'>man-u-pulative...</title><content type='html'>from my ex's blog&lt;br /&gt;=================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, April 9, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Snake Rat One Pot &lt;br /&gt;Yes...now who is manupulate the whole world. I was being victimized since the day one we known each other. I was so stupid and blind..my bad, my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Maybank transfer money to CIMB, is taking more than 12 days. Counting from 28th March.I didn't know this new rules from bank. My fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd March told me, gonna pass the whole damn thing to her aunt, and her aunt will post it out by poslaju on 23rd March. Malaysia poslaju really lousy er. So the snake rat one pot, I am just expecting what you have promised. Please tell all your supporters the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time that I've told you what stuff that I've been expecting. Now I am telling you again, there are all total 4 items, 1, My 2 pcs childhood photos. 2, My Nokia phone. 3, saunabelt &amp; 4, L word season 5.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see any msg that you replied on msn, as you said, maybe is microsoft fault, and I was using phone to online, maybe maybe...my bad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted, is to show all your supporters how pityful you are, you are the victim, how I manupulate you, how I treated you as a dog. Sleeping naked is not a big deal, which I've told you since the day one we known each other.And I swear that I have never ever did anything that betray you. Oh well, I know love is stupid. I was so damn stupid to beleive that, you were trusting me as I was trusting you. My fault again for trusting a wrong person, for letting you ruined my life and made my life so difficult. Thank you, for giving me this chance for a transform, to be a stronger person now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasting my gas and don't know how much cells has been killed since 2 days ago. I better stop laughing now. Sai hei... &lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for your entertaining purpose. i shall reply when i'm done with my work. yes. it's 11pm i still have work to be done in office. and yes. i say this cos i wanna highlight that my life is busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit-now i shall begin with my reply**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let me begin with a few related links, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bakahippo.blogspot.com"&gt;this is her blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/01/manupulative.html"&gt;this is my warning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you.html"&gt;this is my post reply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bigcowgoesmootoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-really-dont-want.html"&gt;this is big cow's reaction when she reads my ex's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now this... hopefully, my final reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing is good. good for health. here's more for you to laugh at. but i didnt know laughing can kill cells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am too lazy to type long long long winded thing so am just gonna put in point form la, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i did not TRANSFER from m2u to your CIMB bcos i do not wanna waste that extra money. not that i know how much they charge extra but... still not gonna waste it. eat nasi lemak oso better... and plus have to courier the stuffs? oso money leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i WAS your dog doesnt mean my aunt oso have to be your dog. i asked my aunt. she's not going to the post office. what shud i do? point a gun on her head and ask her to go? tell my supporters the truth? this is the truth. ask my aunt if u wanna know the real truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- thanks for wasting your gas telling me another time on what are the things im owing you. then again, luckily my frens told me to read your blog AGAIN cos u replied. if nobody told me, i dont even know that u already put on the list. anyway, i'll post it if im free. luckily company hiring more people. if not, for sure i'll get all these bullshit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping naked is not a big deal. yes i agree. sleeping naked with EX-GF when u have a CURRENT GF is not a big deal? then again, maybe im just 24, u're 36, u're more matured than i am. so matured people thinks that sleeping naked with ex gf when u have a gf and even hiding ur gf from ur ex gf is a right thing to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8534745058639492335?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8534745058639492335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=8534745058639492335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8534745058639492335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8534745058639492335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/manupulative.html' title='man-u-pulative...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6550262778111008981</id><published>2009-04-09T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:57:58.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just being emo'/><title type='text'>fucking idiot.</title><content type='html'>thats what i heard when my dear superior did not hang up the phone properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know she's refering to the cases, or refering to me, or whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would i know what the hell is happening when i only have 2 bloody months on the freaking floor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bargh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried in the office. 2 days in a row. great. how embarrassing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6550262778111008981?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6550262778111008981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6550262778111008981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6550262778111008981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6550262778111008981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-fucking-idiot.html' title='fucking idiot.'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1697349474527588716</id><published>2009-04-09T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:58:07.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manipulative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumbass'/><title type='text'>i forgot...</title><content type='html'>from what i see in my stat counter. not much people visits my blog. and if u have any comments that pisses me off again. im posting my blog to every single community website i've joined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-1697349474527588716?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1697349474527588716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1697349474527588716&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1697349474527588716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1697349474527588716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-forgot.html' title='i forgot...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6041751029436797656</id><published>2009-04-08T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:58:16.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manipulative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumbass'/><title type='text'>clarification</title><content type='html'>ok. i know u guys are blur as cow regarding my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i broke up with chris, i met this girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows i got no sense of patience but she is actually very nice by being honest with me telling me that she still sleeps naked with her ex. and they're sleeping in the same room, diff mattress tho. but the mattress is combined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until one day, i did confront her i am actually not confortable with it. so she said its her habit for sleeping naked. what can i say? love is stupid hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i confronted her again, this time, asking to move out. she said even move out oso, she n her ex will be still under one roof. just diff room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont deny, she is a good gf. she takes care of my needs. i do not need to say anything and she will know what i need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when i was really giving up on my rship with her was new years eve... or rather new years day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made plans with big cow that we would go over to big cow's place to celebrate. so i was told to get the stuffs from carefour as i'm the nearest. bought lots of stuffs and drinks as well. she said she'll arrive at 8pm. so i rushed, paid. and called her at 8pm, hoping she's almost reaching. she said she just left home. which is... kinda far. and i have those drinks and it was pretty heavy. sits are all taken. and i hate to put it on the floor cos it is all food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got in the car, she was complaining to me about her ex. this and that... after i walked so far to the car with heavy stuffs, im greeted with her complaining about her ex... thank u. i kept quiet. when going to big cow's. when i directed the road and when it is wrong, i am being responded by 'chee bye' and 'nia ma'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, who can stand the fact that your partner still sleeping in the same room with her ex? what more, naked? can u imagine having sex with ur partner knowing that it is the very same room she is currently sleeping with her ex? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breaking up, she was demanding back for her stuffs. yes. i got parcels from her. and gifts from her as well. it's not that i do not wanna send the things back. i want to. it is actually clustering in my room. the thing is, am busy. u guys must be thinking, where possible human always so busy, no need rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my company is newly moved company. and short of manpower and i am required to work in order to cover the calls. so when i finally have a little bit of time, i saw her on msn and asked to let me know what is it its still with me. but she didnt reply me on msn. so, i leave it as it is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris told me she updated her blog. chris told me that she's calling me name. i didnt get the chance to read as today i was busy whole day in office. and now is about 12am, im still in office. some free time for me to follow up on my cases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i read her blog. and to my surprise. wow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it so wrong to be busy? and is it my fault if someone do not wanna respond to me on what im still owing? do i deserve for being framed that i do not wanna return the stuffs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6041751029436797656?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6041751029436797656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6041751029436797656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6041751029436797656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6041751029436797656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/clarification.html' title='clarification'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3540653041827111528</id><published>2009-04-08T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:30:11.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you...</title><content type='html'>taken from my ex's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, April 7, 2009&lt;br /&gt;What is your principal? &lt;br /&gt;I beleive everyone has one, atleast. My major pricipal is I do not owe anyone anything. Especially someone that do not close to me. Or someone that already broke off with me. I rather owe bank.( My credit card and my personal loan) . My biggest ah long is my dad, but he is dead, can't pay back anymore. My last personal loan, was rejected at first, then finally then found that I am a very beautiful leg, always pay my payment on time, so they decided to loan to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch no ball why I am talking so much about this le..wat wat beautiful leg la, wat loan la...&lt;br /&gt;I thought I can kookookoo swallow all to my hippo stomach again, but I can't take it anymore. Feels like wanna throw out all. It is making me so furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this, because I have never did this to any of my friend or ex gf. I swear...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand why there are people so fucking thick skin, broke off with you already with some bullshit reason, nevermind, it's over. So I already sent back all the stuff that belongs to her, no need to wait til she ask from me. Everything packed nicely and send back by poslaju and make sure it delivered. But why you can't do such a small favour for me? Did I kill your whole family? I was just asking for my own belongings, those things that supposed to be MY property. I didn't ask for the things that you bought for me, then borrowed back, then never comes back again, or...whatever I have bought for you as a gift. But why? huh? Don't act like a kid ok? This will only show that you are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I found out that she finished all my prepaid credit by transferred all the talktime to her so call gf. This phone, supposed to have around 100 over to spend. Which I gave her as a spare to call out. I didn't bother to take back that time was because she told me that she was busy and I also don't mind if she still wanna use it to call out. Til the last day at work, that I was afraid that HR will collect back the simcard, so I went to the customer service counter and report lost, terminate and replace a new simcard. I was still sor hai, to think that there are still 100 credit inside. End up that the lady told me to top up the minimum payment first then only I can get the replacement simcard. I was almost blackout when she told me the balance figure, RM2.93. So I have no choice to topup and get the new card, hands started shiverring again, heart beats shooted up, and I was still holding my breath. Went upstair, call Meow, told her to check on the records, mother fucker, all credit transferred to 016-293xxxx. 5 times a month that she has transferred. OK...please check the owner name also, fuck, is that black ass. So I buzzed her at msn, bombed her straight away, because as for me, I won't use my ex gf access to please my current gf. This is too much...seriously. She sounded me, said:"I pay you back la!!", "Tell me the figure and I will bank in to you end of this month." And til date I still haven't received any cents you know..., "I was lazy to go out ma, so I tot use yours to transfer first la!!" Oh like that, so ngam ngam lazy hor, spent til left 2.93 oni. Is that all my fucking problem? Hello...don't yell at me ok? who do you still think you are, look at the mirror, or just stack up your pillow and use your ass and think, do I need to rent luxury hotel room for you whenever you wanna fuck? Or buy a new king size bed for you? This is not my business. You eat salted fish, then you tahan the salty la bitch. Why should I be the one who bare for you? So thick skin ah...your black ass also, bloody thick skin eh, always perly me at the chatbox, don't use my property la...thick skin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...one more thing, my stuff, you told me to shut up and wait for my damn parcel right? That was 22nd March. The parcel from NZ only took me 5 days to reach here, I also surprised. Where did you send from? The mars? It's ok la, keep the 100 for yourselves it is really nothing to me. And as for the damn parcel, you can drag till you die la. I already expected the worst, It's just my childhood photos, which is very important to me, cause I didn't take much pictures when I was a kid. It's alright la...doesn't matter anymore, I only cherish what I am having now. I don't want you to treaten me with this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, don't act like a princess, it really makes me vomit everytime. I don't wanna type all these, but it has been the pain in my ass for quite sometimes. A person no matter how ugly she is, as long as they are kind in heart, they are always beautiful to me. I just cant stand a person with an ugly heart...it means ugly in everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before what i wanna reply to my ex's blog post. here's something u can &lt;a href="http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/01/manupulative.html"&gt;refer to&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i advise u better read this post 1st before u read the following. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start. bcos this is way overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was attached with her after i broke up with chris. being me. i have no patience in anything. but towards her... i just shut my mouth. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not blame me for this now. u asked for it. u wanna manipulate? let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE : &lt;br /&gt;"I hate this, because I have never did this to any of my friend or ex gf. I swear...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand why there are people so fucking thick skin, broke off with you already with some bullshit reason, nevermind, it's over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u never did this to any of ur friend or ex gf ah? i know i know. very good principle. i salute u that. clap clap. but where is ur principle when u have a gf and yet u still sleep naked with ur ex in the same room? and it is a master bedroom so it has bathroom attached. so even bath la, pee la, shit la... oso leave the door open. and mind you hoh... this is a bullshit reason to break up hah? told u not to raise my fire rite? u wanna raise my fire, this is what u get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more leh. when get u the puppy. i ask if that saturday u wanna meet or not. or sunday. i forgot. u tell me cannot la. have to jaga kaka la. then fine. i find my own plans. but on that morning, u call me ask me out saying wanna bring me to straighten my hair. swipe ur card. den i said i got plans already, u mm song. hello? i'm your stand-by mode dog is it? ask me come den come, ask me eat myself i eat myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now u have the cheek to screw me in public. u're talking about salted fish. here... this is your salted fish u r tasting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, thank you for such a long post bitching about me. really deeply appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd of all, i did pm-ed u on msn the other day, i forgot which day cos i am BUSY. i dont know if u understand the word BUSY but when i saw u online that day i PM-ed u asking to check is that all the stuffs but u did not reply. so dont put the blame on me. if u did not receive that msg, blame that on microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd of all, please check the freaking list of ur stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- heat belt&lt;br /&gt;- phone&lt;br /&gt;- pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the 3 main things i can remember. pls revert back to me as soon as possible as i do not wish to be called names again. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of all, not everyone is as free as u. during work, u run out doors. now jobless, even more free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th of all, thanks for calling me stupid. bcos i am stupid enough to pick u as my gf. oops. now ex. thank god i get rid of that stupidity. and eh? stupidity does have cure. thank god! im cured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th of all, yea. i transfered credit to my now... ex. and please mind your words. never once i use any words on you be it how u treat me like a dog. she may be a black ass, and u think ur ass is nice? i dont understand when u said it's for me to call. well... if it's for ME to call, den what i do with the credit it really doesnt matter, no? oh well... if wanna be calculative, yea. i'll give u back the money. and bear in mind. ur account is CIMB. it may take a while. if it's maybank, i can transfer directly online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th of all, qouted "do I need to rent luxury hotel room for you whenever you wanna fuck? Or buy a new king size bed for you? This is not my business. "&lt;br /&gt;i know it is none of ur business. only you would rent a luxurious hotel to fuck me bcos u cant bring me back to ur hse to fuck me in ur room bcos u need to avoid ur ex/room-mate/bed-mate. thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th of all, i am actually having phobia of having sex bcos of u. well, not that u need to know, but ah... yea. just for ur info. u can ignore it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th of all, i didnt know DIGI can release customer's info just like that. where the fuck are customer's privacy? gosh... dont get me wrong. im a supporter of DIGI. in fact. i've been using DIGI for years now. and now only i know DIGI STAFFS can just release customer's info just like that?! wow... when i was working in DIGI, i didnt dare to do so. didnt know DIGI STAFFS nowadays so daring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th of all, no wonder u're such a failure in your life. who do u think u r to judge me when your life is at the pits of the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th of all, qoute "I don't want you to treaten me with this anymore." who the fuck is threatening u? lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gentle reminder, email me the freaking list of ur things. in case u do not have it. michelle.tequilaa@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3540653041827111528?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3540653041827111528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3540653041827111528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3540653041827111528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3540653041827111528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank you...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3731239673320887956</id><published>2009-04-08T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T02:46:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REMINDER : single...</title><content type='html'>is it so damn difficult to be single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos im already feeling depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my old sickness is back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just the urge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3731239673320887956?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3731239673320887956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=3731239673320887956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3731239673320887956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/3731239673320887956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/reminder-single.html' title='REMINDER : single...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2323279885415785373</id><published>2009-04-08T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T02:01:17.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesbian drama...</title><content type='html'>and i mean real life lesbian drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a chinese saying 人生如戏...&lt;br /&gt;life is like a play/show/drama... we're the puppets on the stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are full of dramas... and we all know... dramas are full of lies... and yes... people are full of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people can tell u how much they miss u and they question you is it really not possible to give both another chance... and less than 1 month, they introduced their new partner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this has repeated 2nd time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i rather to stay single and stay away from unwanted dramas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2323279885415785373?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2323279885415785373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-3226000672558731322</id><published>2009-04-07T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:08:15.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BJW 2xx5</title><content type='html'>im gonna make ur fucking driving life so fucking miserable every single fucking time i see u on the fucking road u fucking 4-eyed bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-3226000672558731322?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3226000672558731322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7452620479412656876</id><published>2009-04-06T07:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:52:09.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood update</title><content type='html'>Stalking Mode : On&lt;br /&gt;Victim : &lt;a href="http://bluepyre.blogspot.com/"&gt;BluePyre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason : Very bubbly and chirpy and fun to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7452620479412656876?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7452620479412656876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7452620479412656876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7452620479412656876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7452620479412656876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/mood-update.html' title='mood update'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-7239907657717289020</id><published>2009-04-06T04:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T05:33:07.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agreement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-single-and-very-available.html"&gt;From one of my related post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were having drinks earlier on, Sam and Chris gave me a challenge. And here, I shall make it official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS AGREEMENT (the “Agreement”) is entered into effective as of 30 March 2009 by Michelle Thong (Party #1), Ms S.F (Party #2) and Chris Wong (Party #3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Michelle Thong, I/C xx1207-xx-xxxx, shall be single for one (1) year effectively from 30th March 2009 onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby obey the following rule(s)* : -&lt;br /&gt;- no kissing&lt;br /&gt;- no hugging&lt;br /&gt;- no fucking&lt;br /&gt;- no flings&lt;br /&gt;- no relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Subject to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under any circumstances above mentioned is not being obeyed accordingly, two (2) bottles of JW Black Label monthly, consecutively three (3) months shall be on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN WITNESS WHEREOF, the parties have executed this Agreement effective as of the date first above written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;(Michelle Thong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;(Ms S.F.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;(Chris Wong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witness&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;(Ms Chloe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-7239907657717289020?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7239907657717289020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=7239907657717289020&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7239907657717289020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/7239907657717289020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/agreement.html' title='Agreement'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-683449858384224979</id><published>2009-04-06T04:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T04:39:59.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBJ 911</title><content type='html'>ok. to the person who owns this car. im so sorry. i cant help it. when i was behind ur car. i was thinking of my job... which is kinda... blergh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... it got me thinking, what if in the US, the job is still the same? damn chibai rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... i saw ur car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SdkXD26579I/AAAAAAAAAeA/6IZn-MNSldU/s1600-h/IMG_3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SdkXD26579I/AAAAAAAAAeA/6IZn-MNSldU/s400/IMG_3633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321309789764579282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi bai job in the US... better call 911... before u suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. not making any sense. i slept too much. haha! i shall retreat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-683449858384224979?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/683449858384224979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=683449858384224979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/683449858384224979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/683449858384224979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/cbj-911.html' title='CBJ 911'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SdkXD26579I/AAAAAAAAAeA/6IZn-MNSldU/s72-c/IMG_3633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-6704075769278368476</id><published>2009-04-05T05:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T05:48:45.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Moof* related. :P</title><content type='html'>Dear big cow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been? I am sorry for not able to spend time with u these past few days. But no matter what, I will still love u as my big cow and I always got think of u wan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is ur date? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;Small Cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**for non-cows, kindly &lt;a href="http://bigcowgoesmootoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/moof.html"&gt;click here &lt;/a&gt;to know what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, she is not my new gf/lesbian partner/fling/what-not/whatever u think it is. &lt;br /&gt;she is my owner. my sister. my family fren. my fren. so pls. stop it whatever u guys think it is ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say d i wanna be vegetarian for 1 yr wat. ish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-6704075769278368476?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6704075769278368476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=6704075769278368476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6704075769278368476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/6704075769278368476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/moof-related-p.html' title='*Moof* related. :P'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-741982086458352351</id><published>2009-04-05T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T05:35:33.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys</title><content type='html'>It’s been a crazy week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been hanging out with bunch of monkeys. And it was fun. LoL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday they had dinner in Cheras which I didn’t go cos I went out with Big Cow for KLCC :D &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we went Enigma for drinks bcos of Khian’s false alarm &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we went for movie. The International. and most of us slept :P&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went Studio X for dinner and decided to go Scarlet and got pissed drunk :D&lt;br /&gt;Friday, after Scarlet, we went to mamak to sober up @.@&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning went breaky at Cheras. Mmmm~ Dimsum…! :P~&lt;br /&gt;Sunday… er… ok. It’s just 5.30am Sunday and I am actually working midnite shift so I cant predict future. But the initial plan was go for movie. Either Shinjuku Incident or Fast and Furious 4. But Khian would need to rush back from Ipoh, Chris got no car, Sam canceled, I oso canceled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole fucking week weih. We cant live w/o each other or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many plans everyday and yet, I failed my Project 365. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload photos later. Office got no Photoshop la. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-741982086458352351?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/741982086458352351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=741982086458352351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/741982086458352351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/741982086458352351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/monkeys.html' title='Monkeys'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4689077916401543715</id><published>2009-04-03T04:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T04:12:44.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a long time</title><content type='html'>since i last drank till i force myself to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna get whole body ache tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, when i consume alcohol, it flows in my bone, not my blood. hence, the body ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got massive headache now. but i feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna upload pic for project 365 but not now. havent edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got massive headache leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish all of u best of luck getting up for work tmrw. *wonders if anyone will get MC* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lucky, im working midnite shift tmrw. i got whole day to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenot tahan jor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyasumiiii~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4689077916401543715?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4689077916401543715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4689077916401543715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>...like a hot but dumb girlfriend. she annoys the fuck out of you but you cant live without her. because of the sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"qouted from ju"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4207590793912680688?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4207590793912680688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4207590793912680688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4207590793912680688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4207590793912680688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/streamyx-is.html' title='streamyx is...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-8708106969467131475</id><published>2009-03-31T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:48:22.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from reuben...</title><content type='html'>hey there michelle...:) well, how r u? doin good? It's been a long long time since i last saw u, messaged u, or chat with u...all i could remember is that, u sent me an sms or messaged me through the internet that u saw me working at cafe flam...that's all...after that, there weren't anything from u already at all...I know that u're still angry with me after what i did to u last time but, I don't expect u to listen or believe in this k...? But, I've been looking for u ever since u told me that u saw me working at cafe flam..i'm not looking for u because i wanna find trouble with u or anything...i was looking for u because i was hoping to see u again for once... After all, it's been so long since u got angry with me right? I don't know whether u'll reply my message or not but i really really really do hope that u'll reply... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually drove past ur house a few times n i don't know whether u're still staying there or not...I dared not even go n ring the door bell or call out ur name because i'm afraid that u might not come out to see me n i don't know whether u're actually still staying there at ss19 or not...well, i'm telling u honestly now that i'm not here to look for any trouble...but could we just start talkin to each another again? Well, i was a bloody idiot last time when i was at that age la k? i admit that it's my fault...but if u woul allow, could we be friends? at least? But if u can't then i'd respect ur decision...anyway, have u been working for a long time already? take care of urself k? Just really really wanna know how r u doing....have a nice day...:) Reuben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*_*_*&lt;br /&gt;i have begin to speak with ju, chris... and now reuben. what the fuck is going on? reunion of exes?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**edit**&lt;br /&gt;excuzi mua mr reuben... 1st of all i did not see u at cafe flam. Don’t be so fucking perasan can or not? It is my fren’s fren who is working there mentioned that u work there so in my mind was like “oh. That fucker”.  even if i did see u, i wont even know its u bcos i already have fucking deleted ur dumbass face from my brain. dont be so thick face can or not? Just who do u think u r?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know I am still angry den why bother to email me? u definitely be sure that u’re not looking for trouble. Bcos if u do, u r gonna be so dead. actually no. am not angry. not worth it. just... i feel that, u r one of those walking creature on earth wasting earth's oxygen and space. in short. u're a piece of rubbish to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop driving pass my house ok? Im warning you. I could actually lodge a police report stating that there’s someone stalking at my house. So my advise, don’t. I have reported once, and don’t make me report another. And no. it is impossible to talk to u and be friends with u anymore after u have fucked me and leave me and not answering my calls. And ur lame excuses… of my god. “oh. my dad got slashed by gangsters. I cant talk right now” when I called u using a fucking pay phone. Lame-nyer… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how am I really doing? It’s really none of ur fucking business. So fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-8708106969467131475?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8708106969467131475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=8708106969467131475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8708106969467131475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/8708106969467131475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-reuben.html' title='from reuben...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-2607177128590945324</id><published>2009-03-30T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:53:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am single... and very available...</title><content type='html'>... and i am happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... michelle thong being single. weird huh? yea yea... the loneliness will definitely strike once or twice in a blue moon... but at the mean time. i am happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compare to my previous attempts on staying single. i find this time it is rather successful! and i shall be single as long as... er... hmmm... more than 1 yr! yes! i shall be vegetarian for 1 yr! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinks* does ONS count? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previously, once i broke up. i would find someone else, like in a flash, in order to replace the other. i know it is wrong. and all ended up into a shitty rship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the fear of being alone is there and it is scary till at the end, it causes me doing silly things. eg, smoke like chimney or slitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news is, i havent been slitting for 2 yrs alre. &lt;br /&gt;bad news is, once in a while the urge is there... &lt;br /&gt;sighs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biggest contribution here is my dear big cow. always keeping me accompany. hmmm... or more like i keep her accompany. or vise versa. it doesnt matter anyways. we are the inseparable cows. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart than that, frens that i have kept myself away from for a long time. ju, abbie and chris. thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friends i made, which makes me laughs the shit out of me. sam, khian and jc. idiots... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt, who still constantly nagging at me. she's getting old. thats why getting naggy. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my granny, who cares in a way sometimes made me felt touched and wanna cry. T_T (big cow, dont say i dont love my granny k? just cant stand the fact that she gets on my nerves easily, its a family thing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-2607177128590945324?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2607177128590945324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=2607177128590945324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2607177128590945324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/2607177128590945324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-single-and-very-available.html' title='i am single... and very available...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-1641308614388785960</id><published>2009-03-28T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:21:29.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>it is 28th March 2009 at 9.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sitting in the dark in my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i e-mailed my superior to seek for this permission to off the lights in my office for earth hour few days ago and being approved. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you done ur part?&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/3617453542243627403-1641308614388785960?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1641308614388785960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=1641308614388785960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1641308614388785960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/1641308614388785960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4331050630411423612</id><published>2009-03-26T13:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:43:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Dad @ 13 y/o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwjttZzI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RVAu4RUTZSo/s1600-h/01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366609494239026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwjttZzI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RVAu4RUTZSo/s400/01.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By JANE MOORE&lt;br /&gt;Sun Columnist&lt;br /&gt;AT first glance, Alfie Patten looks like a young lad proudly welcoming his new baby sister into the world.&lt;br /&gt;To learn this baby-faced child is actually the father of the newborn shocked me to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Twelve-year-old boys should be playing football and computer games — not having sex and playing dad.&lt;br /&gt;His assertion that he “will be good and care for it” is heartbreakingly naïve.&lt;br /&gt;How? He doesn’t even get pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;Neither Alfie nor his “girlfriend” seemed to have the faintest clue about what might be the life-changing consequences of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;What a damning indictment on Britain’s hugely expensive sex education programme in schools.&lt;br /&gt;When boys as emotionally and physically child-like as Alfie start creating babies, it’s the thin end of a wedge that will break the existing cracks in society so wide open that there’ll be no hope of repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby-faced boy Alfie Patten is father at 13&lt;br /&gt;By LUCY HAGAN&lt;br /&gt;Published: 13 Feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article2233878.ece#comment-rig" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY dad Alfie Patten yesterday admitted he does not know how much nappies cost — but said: “I think it’s a lot.”&lt;br /&gt;Baby-faced Alfie, who is 13 but looks more like eight, became a father four days ago when his girlfriend Chantelle Steadman gave birth to 7lb 3oz Maisie Roxanne.&lt;br /&gt;He told how he and Chantelle, 15, decided against an abortion after discovering she was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shy lad, whose voice has not yet broken, said: “I thought it would be good to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t think about how we would afford it. I don’t really get pocket money. My dad sometimes gives me £10.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwah2_hI/AAAAAAAAAdM/6EbjCWpWU9E/s1600-h/02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366607028616722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwah2_hI/AAAAAAAAAdM/6EbjCWpWU9E/s400/02.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alfie, who is just 4ft tall, added: “When my mum found out, I thought I was going to get in trouble. We wanted to have the baby but were worried how people would react.&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t know what it would be like to be a dad. I will be good, though, and care for it.”&lt;br /&gt;Alfie's story, broken exclusively by The Sun today has sparked a huge political storm with Tory leader David Cameron saying: "When I saw these pictures this morning, I just thought how worrying that in Britain today children are having children.&lt;br /&gt;"I hope that somehow these children grow up into responsible parents but the truth is parenthood is just not something they should be thinking about right now."&lt;br /&gt;Secret&lt;br /&gt;PM Gordon Brown refused to comment directly on the story but said it was important that the Government did all it could to prevent teenage pregnancies.&lt;br /&gt;Alfie’s dad Dennis yesterday told how the lad does not really understand the enormity of his situation — but seemed desperate to be a devoted and responsible father.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to be the first to hold Maisie after the hospital birth. He tenderly kisses the baby and gives her a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;And Dennis, 45, said: “He could have shrugged his shoulders and sat at home on his Playstation. But he has been at the hospital every day.”&lt;br /&gt;Maisie was conceived after Chantelle and Alfie — just 12 at the time — had a single night of unprotected sex.&lt;br /&gt;They found out about the baby when Chantelle was 12 weeks pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;But they kept it a secret until six weeks later when Chantelle’s mum Penny, 38, became suspicious about her weight gain and confronted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwfhsr-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/GIElAyUnTfU/s1600-h/03.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366608370118626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwfhsr-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/GIElAyUnTfU/s400/03.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Alfie’s family told only those closest to them for fear he would be “demonised” at school.&lt;br /&gt;Chantelle gave birth to Maisie on Monday night after a five-hour labour at Eastbourne Hospital, East Sussex.&lt;br /&gt;Last night she told The Sun: “I’m tired after the birth. I was nervous after going into labour but otherwise I was quite excited.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chantelle told how she discovered she was expecting after going to her GP with “really bad” stomach pains. She said: “Me and Alfie went. The doctor asked me whether we had sex. I said yes and he said I should do a pregnancy test. He did the test and said I was pregnant. I started crying and didn’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;“He said I should tell my mum but I was too scared.&lt;br /&gt;“We didn’t think we would need help from our parents. You don’t really think about that when you find out you are pregnant. You just think your parents will kill you.”&lt;br /&gt;But Penny figured out what was going on after buying Chantelle a T-shirt which revealed her swelling tum.&lt;br /&gt;Chantelle admitted she and Alfie — who are both being supported by their parents — would be accused of being grossly irresponsible. She said: “We know we made a mistake but I wouldn’t change it now. We will be good loving parents.&lt;br /&gt;“I have started a church course and I am going to do work experience helping other young mums.&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be a great mum and Alfie will be a great dad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUvytGqmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ckATcyyWUcs/s1600-h/04.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317366596338362978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUvytGqmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ckATcyyWUcs/s400/04.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chantelle and Maisie were released from hospital yesterday. They are living with Penny, Chantelle’s jobless dad Steve, 43, and her five brothers in a rented council house in Eastbourne. The family live on benefits. Alfie, who lives on an estate across town with mum Nicola, 43, spends most of his time at the Steadmans’ house.&lt;br /&gt;He is allowed to stay overnight and even has a school uniform there so he can go straight to his classes in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Alfie’s dad, who is separated from Nicola, believes the lad is scared deep down.&lt;br /&gt;He said: “Everyone is telling him things and it’s going round in his head. It hasn’t really dawned on him. He hasn’t got a clue of what the baby means and can’t explain how he feels. All he knows is mum and dad will help.&lt;br /&gt;“When you mention money his eyes look away. And she is reliant on her mum and dad. It’s crazy. They have no idea what lies ahead.”&lt;br /&gt;Dennis, who works for a vehicle recovery firm, described Alfie as “a typical 13-year-old boy”.&lt;br /&gt;He said: “He loves computer games, boxing and Manchester United.” Dennis, who has fathered nine kids, told how he was “gobsmacked” when he discovered Alfie was to be a dad, too.&lt;br /&gt;He said: “When I spoke to him he started crying. He said it was the first time he’d had sex, that he didn’t know what he was doing and of the complications that could come.&lt;br /&gt;“I will talk to him again and it will be the birds and the bees talk. Some may say it’s too late but he needs to understand so there is not another baby.”&lt;br /&gt;Lovely&lt;br /&gt;Chantelle’s mum said: “I told her it was lovely to have the baby but I wish it was in different circumstances. We have five children already so it’s a big financial responsibility. But we are a family and will pull together and get through.&lt;br /&gt;“She’s my daughter. I love her and she will want for nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;Last night Michaela Aston, of the anti-abortion Christian charity LIFE, said: “We commend these teenagers for their courage in bringing their child into the world.&lt;br /&gt;“At the same time this is symptomatic of the over-sexualisation of our youngsters and shows the policy of value-free sex education just isn’t working.”&lt;br /&gt;Today Sussex Police and the local council's children services said they have investigated the case and pledged continued support for the young parents.&lt;br /&gt;Britain’s youngest known father is Sean Stewart. He became a dad at 12 when the girl next door, 15-year-old Emma Webster, gave birth in Sharnbrook, Bedford, in 1998. They split six months later.&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;WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING TO KIDS THESE DAYS? OMFG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@!#@$@#$%#$@%^$%^%#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry if im not updated regarding this news. i dont read newspaper and i just got it in email. so... yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMFG! KNNCCB!&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/3617453542243627403-4331050630411423612?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4331050630411423612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4331050630411423612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4331050630411423612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4331050630411423612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-dad-13-yo.html' title='Being Dad @ 13 y/o'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScsUwjttZzI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RVAu4RUTZSo/s72-c/01.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617453542243627403.post-4083611181902568371</id><published>2009-03-25T14:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:16:34.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nga Pou Kai Fan - Claypot Chicken Rice @ Old Town PJ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finished working at 5.30 that day ( i think it was a saturday), and my aunt decided to have dinner together. i asked big cow along for dinner with me, my aunt and my grandma. So my aunt decided to try out the claypot chicken rice in PJ Old town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnSZ0ROfoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/3WcK4im7kJg/s400/IMG_3287.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317012176057040514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnURvAczhI/AAAAAAAAAcM/CIjt3R8vbNc/s400/IMG_3292.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317014236228800018" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnUQnRAViI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yvqWlq4RuNA/s400/IMG_3293.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317014216970884642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnURVHMkKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hXHBS6-Die0/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317014229277773986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thats my grandma "oi enough la. i take myself la!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnSaXU8wEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/SlNio8lDY78/s400/IMG_3305.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317012185467895874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnSZ_Z-nJI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_6v-OzR26ug/s400/IMG_3304.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317012179046538386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnSaI2wi1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/vYWylOrq8Qc/s400/IMG_3300.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317012181583170386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner is served...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basicly, the food is not bad. the claypot chicken rice is nice. im not a claypot chicken rice fan, but i think it is delicious. we ordered 2 pots. 1 with salted fish and 1 without. i prefer the one without salted fish because u can fully taste the tastiness of the claypot chicken rice. not to say the one with salted fish is not nice la. just that... it's my personal taste. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The vege and tofu is not bad either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rank : 3/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The service is kinda bad. i ordered my lime sour plum juice but it didnt arrive, and we tried to order another time and it turns out they dont have it. they only have sour plum juice. and i think they're pretty rude... i dont know. perhaps it was peak hour and they're really busy. oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnUSAO7qKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/idw8fS2I6r8/s1600-h/IMG_3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnUSAO7qKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/idw8fS2I6r8/s400/IMG_3309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317014240852945058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on sunday, we went to have kajang satay. im sorry. i forgot photos. was too hungry. after kajang satay, we went rounding a while and decided to go to my late-greatgrandma's place in jinjang, kepong. sat for a while. being told by relatives "aiyo michelle. stop eating so much lo. so fat already" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i just ate kajang satay till me n big cow was super full. ohhhkayyy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then again we went rounding and suddenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big cow : ei. got bring camera or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me : got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big cow : got battery or not wan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me : got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big cow : mmm... ok la. we go KLCC to take pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me : orh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i never take pictures of KLCC at nite b4 so i thought, why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;few minutes later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big cow : u r gonna hate me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me : why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big cow : i'm lazy to go alre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me : -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3617453542243627403-4083611181902568371?l=m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4083611181902568371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3617453542243627403&amp;postID=4083611181902568371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4083611181902568371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3617453542243627403/posts/default/4083611181902568371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m-tequilasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/nga-pou-kai-fan-claypot-chicken-rice.html' title='Nga Pou Kai Fan - Claypot Chicken Rice @ Old Town PJ...'/><author><name>M-Tequila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14605044146040581014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/SiAVAMZtT3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/lTSDWnBpSm4/S220/dvs15107thumbnail.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YJ3pEjw0zlk/ScnSZ0ROfoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/3WcK4im7kJg/s72-c/IMG_3287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
