<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345</id><updated>2012-01-24T11:47:05.930+08:00</updated><category term='mobile broadband'/><category term='TFH'/><category term='NCC'/><category term='songs'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='kak imee'/><category term='sabaria'/><category term='apple'/><category term='farid'/><category term='school'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='Hedwig'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='noraini'/><category term='newton seafood'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='travel'/><category term='pantun'/><category term='food'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='daffyd'/><category term='mac'/><category term='honeydew'/><category term='macbook'/><category term='assignment'/><category term='fear'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Kereta Bajet II'/><category term='room reno'/><category term='crumpler'/><category term='fiza'/><category term='impulsive shopping'/><title type='text'>My point is... and I do have many...</title><subtitle type='html'>aRtY FaRtY.. is what her friends called her... not much on the creative side.. but very much want her views to be heard... doesn't care if she hurts anyone... as long as she stands up for what is right...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-999125269088005295</id><published>2009-10-17T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:34:32.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, sans-serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(255, 102, 153); "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How do I tell you that I am feeling a little disappointed with you lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How do I tell say those things that I wanted to say without hurting your feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you use this weekend to reflect on your attitude lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you finally realize what you have been treating me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you tell me what I can do instead of me guessing how you have been all the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you come forward with all that you have and be open about your mistakes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you stop jumping on the cycle over and over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While we are at it, how about you learn from your mistakes and stop repeating them and regretting it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about for once you grow up and think for yourself without the influence of your so-called friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you stop being selfish all the time by thinking that I will be here whenever you needed me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you stop being this little irritant and start being responsible for all the irresponsible deed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you step up and start being those things you said you wannabe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you stop for a minute and realize that all of you are straying away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about you stop turning your back on me whenever you did something out of the ordinary thinking I’ll think lowly of you? – And you say I JUDGE you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How about having a little faith in me? – If you don’t trust me, at least have faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am so proud of your achievements so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am so proud of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wanna be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know I am not perfect nor a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know I don’t have anything nice to say to make things better or have solutions to all of your life problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However, I am so close to saying, “I’m Done.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-999125269088005295?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/999125269088005295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=999125269088005295&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/999125269088005295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/999125269088005295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-do-i-tell-you-that-i-am-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-510443813268925542</id><published>2009-07-26T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:21:24.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what I meant was..</title><content type='html'>you asked me what do I mean when I said u were disrespectful to women.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes u love women. U can love them will all your heart. But loving them does not mean u respect them at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;respect is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... keeping whatever conversation you have with her secret when she asked you to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... doing whatever things with her a secret when she asked you to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... not abusing her trust she have in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and many more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you go figure k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-510443813268925542?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/510443813268925542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=510443813268925542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/510443813268925542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/510443813268925542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-meant-was.html' title='what I meant was..'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8333640123986252003</id><published>2009-07-13T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:35:41.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough already.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/63/41"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/1/photos/63/300x300/41/forever.jpg?et=gfGXVkmUvjYN5DnpY2YcsQ&amp;nmid=261499865"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;Still having signs of withdrawal... But since it's the first day of work since I left for Brisbane... The sympthoms will fade soon... but the memories will forever stay... Thank you Amin, Nor and Fizah for those great times in Brisbane...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie world... I'm ready... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8333640123986252003?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8333640123986252003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8333640123986252003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8333640123986252003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8333640123986252003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/enough-already.html' title='Enough already.. :)'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5964304935146836690</id><published>2009-07-10T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:42:18.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking like a fucking idiot...</title><content type='html'>every time we get something new... or going thru a new experience esp if it's something positive, we tend to spend more time on it.... until it's just another routine...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it happens to everyone... no one is an exception...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm done explaining every single entry I made. It's either you get it.. or you don't...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5964304935146836690?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5964304935146836690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5964304935146836690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5964304935146836690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5964304935146836690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-like-fucking-idiot.html' title='looking like a fucking idiot...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6510075295726399845</id><published>2009-07-07T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:36:56.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'> Here I am. All prep up to do a proper blog entry. Hooked my mac up to my TV and keyboard and hard drive all... but i am drawing a blank.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh... pussycat dolls just came up on my screen...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6510075295726399845?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6510075295726399845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6510075295726399845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6510075295726399845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6510075295726399845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2372779499597645016</id><published>2009-07-06T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:08:13.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...wait a minute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://changeisgood.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/3068"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/N0FWx46O4j6WEjJliKd5Pw/photos/1M/300x300/3068/PhotoFunia-8cd50a.jpg?et=MrcuA%2CPlusUm0sokyWywuA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i miss them so much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2372779499597645016?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2372779499597645016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2372779499597645016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2372779499597645016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2372779499597645016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/wait-minute.html' title='...wait a minute...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5714139201580107139</id><published>2009-07-04T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:42:06.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know that kind of feeling you get at the bottom of your stomach right after you heard a bad news or unwelcomed surprise? For example when if you are a big fan of MJ and that the fact that his death hasn't sunk in yet? Or you are a big fan of Newcastle United and how you felt when they were relegated next season? Or when you come to a realisation that you are not able to take up a new challenge or handle a perfectly fucked-up situation? Or that you just can't handle emotions properly? That kind of feeling where you knew you had tried your best but the right people doesn't seem impressed with the result? Or that feeling when I had when Nini left to work in AUH? And that same feeling came back this year when Amin left to study in Brisbane? And the same feeling return when I had to walk thru those gates that says Departing Passengers Only" last night at Brisbane Airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh wait... I forget. I am just a normal human being who knew people who aren't like me. No that does not make me feel special. There are people who care and there are people who doesn't. If only I could spot the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I want to say is, if I can feel this much emotion right now, will I be able to feel again when I fly...??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5714139201580107139?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5714139201580107139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5714139201580107139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5714139201580107139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5714139201580107139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/mixed.html' title='mixed'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-684949773135746251</id><published>2009-07-03T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:28:13.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the night I hear them talk.</title><content type='html'>So what happens in the end?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I was in Brisbane for the past week, as some of you can see from my pictures. I dread for the trip to end as I would be on a 7 day quarantine when I return...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/2/photos/63/300x300/10/IMG-7191.JPG?et=PvtSVjM+BFjmP9sC5DSi5g&amp;nmid=261499865"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will miss Amin alot.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-684949773135746251?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/684949773135746251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=684949773135746251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/684949773135746251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/684949773135746251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-night-i-hear-them-talk.html' title='in the night I hear them talk.'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4453175810614356217</id><published>2009-07-02T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:37:54.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booboohoohoo</title><content type='html'>At times like these.. I need my family the most...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4453175810614356217?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4453175810614356217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4453175810614356217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4453175810614356217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4453175810614356217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/07/booboohoohoo.html' title='booboohoohoo'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5586683732511914048</id><published>2009-06-10T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T18:37:42.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ever watchful eyes of the baby brother watching over his sister...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/?action=view&amp;current=IMG-2404.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG-2404.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5586683732511914048?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5586683732511914048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5586683732511914048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5586683732511914048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5586683732511914048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/06/ever-watchful-eyes-of-baby-brother.html' title='the ever watchful eyes of the baby brother watching over his sister...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2418652371166313135</id><published>2009-06-07T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:45:08.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and we did not follow the rule book....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG_1033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2418652371166313135?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2418652371166313135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2418652371166313135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2418652371166313135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2418652371166313135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-we-did-not-follow-rule-book.html' title='and we did not follow the rule book....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4324455160288270054</id><published>2009-06-02T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:27:18.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wow... these few days has been a blur... I can't believe it's only 4 more days to my sister's wedding.. all this time.. all those months of preperation will be over in just hours..�&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to miss my bestest friend... but no worries.. she's not going anywhere just yet.. she will still be living next to my room... but this time with a boy.. oh I pity her... all those bad smell boys give out.. gonna kill her in no time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah someone was asking me about BlackBerry Storm and HTC Touch Diamond 2. All I can say is... I'm not a touch screen phone fan. Yes I love the BlackBerry but the Storm is just not good enough for me. If you still wanna get the BlackBerry, I suggest you get BlackBerry Bold. I would have gotten that had I not gotten the Nokia E71, which btw is a damn good phone.�&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for the HTC Touch Diamond 2, I got the play around with it since Feefee bought it.. and it is a good phone. but it is not something I would buy for mysef cos I've sworn off touchscreen phones. Plus the HTC Touch Diamond 2 has WiFi connection... for those who prefers the wireless connection than using up the data package plan. The Storm zilch.. but what you can do with the Storm is that you can sign up for the BlackBerry plan(Starhub) or the data plan (Singtel). Although sometimes I find that HTC lag quite a bit but then again.. most PDA phones lag cos they are running a lot of software at one time and the speed is just not fast enough for my needs. Screen sensitivity can be adjusted... I guess.. might be a problem there if it can't. But I love the calling features.. hehehe you would too if you have the HTC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Size wise... I don't think it matters cos all touch screen phones are relatively big.. what matters is the thickness.. hmmp.. I still prefer the HTC Touch Diamond 2. But somewhere in my heart the BB Storm sits in a special place... I know of someone special who had enquired about the Storm and seems very very interested in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All of these comes down to one question. Do you really need a PDA phone? If all you wanna do is surf the net while on the go... go get a Netbook. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciaoz pple...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4324455160288270054?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4324455160288270054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4324455160288270054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4324455160288270054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4324455160288270054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happen.html' title='what happen...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8015841920076022042</id><published>2009-05-26T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:47:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we were told to reach for the stars....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG_0627.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8015841920076022042?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8015841920076022042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8015841920076022042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8015841920076022042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8015841920076022042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-were-told-to-reach-for-stars.html' title='we were told to reach for the stars....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2856739090747186000</id><published>2009-05-21T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:01:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go get your sunglasses...</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am blogging every time I had too much time at work.�&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am watching the repeat telecast of the American Idol season finale. On Chanel 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read mixed reviews about the outcome of the finale. Here's my take:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I prefer Kris than Adam. Why you ask? Well, first and foremost it is a singing competition. And Kris sang better. If American Idol had been about theaterics or dramatisation, than I'll be pissed that Adam did not win. Yes, some of you might say that you are suppose to have your own way of singing and Adam's way of singing captured the audiences attention better. Well that is what I call 'Screaming'. Which "artiste" like Jessica Simpson does best. Presence or what I would call 'attracting attention' just like how Kim Kardashian and Paris Hilton do their thing. I am not denying that Adam has talent. He does have it, but maybe he can do it on a different platform. I won't be�surprise�if he will appear on TV more than you will hear him on the radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since Obama became the president of US of A, America did change. Especially with the way their mind works. Like Fee says, finally we can have faith in the Americans. hahaha.. Well maybe not everything, but at least in entertainment. I hope during the upcoming Singapore Idol, Singaporean will use their brains to vote instead of their hearts. Singapore Idol is a singing competition. Not a popularity contest. We have MTV Awards and other polling sh*t for that kinda thing. Please vote according to their singing ability. Read: SINGING ABILITY. If you think Singapore Idol should be different that American Idol, then I don't think Singapore Idol should be the American Idol franchise. What a waste of money for Mediacorp to pay for the rights and licensing and all but then they wanna be different. Then they should have just stick to the original talent show they had 2 years ago where even bands can audition. Which I'm pretty sure by now 70% of Singaporeans have forgotten about. (Recap: Fendi and by Definition won the competition btw. And I can only recall the name of the show after googling it, which was called 'Live the Dream') Well I can only say, finally Mediacorp has woken up.�&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a totally different note, I am missing Amin so much, that I have been meeting Nor and Fizah way too often to be healthy. Him leaving Brisbane is a way of making me believe that a 4-way friendship is the way to go. No matter how many times the three of us meet up, it will never be enough cos Amin is NOT around. Hehehe... nevertheless I hope to meet him soon. Amin, I love you and I am missing you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, you can follow me on twitter at http://twitter.com/art_othman&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2856739090747186000?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2856739090747186000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2856739090747186000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2856739090747186000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2856739090747186000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-get-your-sunglasses.html' title='go get your sunglasses...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6623686209944044300</id><published>2009-05-11T22:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:46:14.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px;   height: auto; width: auto; background-position: initial initial; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Four years on... I'm still hurt... My heart still aches.. although not as much as before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;There are no words available in my limited vocab that can describe the feeling of your heart breaking... hurt by the one person you love and also hurt by another person u truly care and had trusted. No one really understand what I went thru for the past 4 years. And I didn't believe anyone who said "I understand what you are going thru." Cos as far as I am concern, no one actually cared abt me or been thru what I went thru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I just want to say to those out there. Who have the intention of breaking the heart of the person who loves you. And the person you once loved. Do we really deserve that kind of treatment just because you tot you found greener pastures? I am not saying that I deserve your love or that I should be loved by you in return. After all those years... If u haven't, do some serious thinking. If u have, good luck in your future endeavors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;But now, 4 years on... I realise, I am actually really happy for them. Except for those times when I really really missed those old times at TP library, Seletar Dam and many more adventures we had when we were young. I am also happy that he kept his word. If he ever broke his words... he'll end up having a broken neck. Actually I still hope he remembers what he promised me one night during a MSN session... But so far so good... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;But one incident happened early this year that I kinda have to rake up the past and i'm sorry for the individuals concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;A message to someone I really cared about: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I understand what you are going thru except maybe it's worse for you as you were so in love and that I knew you gave everything you could in the relationship. Your eyes were always filled with love whenever we talked abt her when she's not around. You eyes beam with pride whenever you talked about her regardless the topic. Your face glows whenever you were reading an sms from her. Your voice filled with hope when you talked about your dreams and future with her. I truly understand the fact that you need sometime away and recollect your thoughts and plan the future differently this time. The near future at least. For me... I had a group of close knit friends who was there for me. I didn't exactly run to my family when it happened to me and that was a mistake. I ran away and isolated my self from you guys. But you are lucky to have all of your family behind you. I never once doubt that you will be able to make it through this ordeal like how you have made thru others. You know you can talk to me. But u have to remember that it took me 3 years to get over it. Although sometimes I still get the pangs of it. Take care of your health. It's okay. Semua takdir Allah. Dah tak ada jodoh. Minta keredhaan Dia in whatever you do in the future. Insya Allah, he'll show you the way. Don't ask Allah to make your life easier. Ask Him to make you stronger. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;in the words of Russell Peters: Be a Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;your one and only, Kak Lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;p.s: I hope and pray that no one will ever have to put themselves in my shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;Was letting go not taking part&lt;br /&gt;Was the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;And the strangest thing&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for that bell to ring&lt;br /&gt;It was the strangest start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it go down&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet I could taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could work it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;Was letting go not taking part&lt;br /&gt;You really broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to sing &lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't think of anything&lt;br /&gt;And that was the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it go down&lt;br /&gt;You left the sweetest taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;You're a silver lining the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it's all about [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know is wrong &lt;br /&gt;Everything I do it just comes undone&lt;br /&gt;And everything is torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thats the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;That's the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;That's the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6623686209944044300?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6623686209944044300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6623686209944044300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6623686209944044300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6623686209944044300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-all-love-you.html' title='we all love you'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5299311723239201401</id><published>2009-04-26T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:50:25.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pom pom pom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; height: auto; width: auto; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;I'm so bored..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was missing Elsa.. so it was a good catching up with her the other day... Hope everything is alright with all the Swine flu and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was watching the news and the people in Mexico were saying how worried they are.. it kinda reminded me of 2003 when Singapore was hit with SARS and how it affected the whole of Singapore and it's economy... and how Singapore lost alot of dedicated Healthcare workers to SARS... how sad and herat wrenching...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been busy in recent weeks... But I'm in no mood to talk about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna extend my heartfelt congratulations to TWO friends who got married on the same day and is now pregnant.. congrats S and L.., take good care of yourself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, F and N are in full swing of a certain preparation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I was in London yesterday at Hampton Court Palace.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5299311723239201401?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5299311723239201401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5299311723239201401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5299311723239201401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5299311723239201401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/04/pom-pom-pom.html' title='pom pom pom'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5990510045162535036</id><published>2009-04-18T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:33:52.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 153); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Him: I can't believe I got your voicemail. Just wanna check in to see how you are doing and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Her: *message deleted*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5990510045162535036?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5990510045162535036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5990510045162535036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5990510045162535036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5990510045162535036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-so-easy.html' title='not so easy'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5673742392474387013</id><published>2009-04-16T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:29:50.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now you know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 153); font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I have alot of things to say... all about different things and purpose... nothing really connected to each other though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;First and foremost... I wanna welcome "Sheldon" aka my new Ixus 100IS (in Black) into my world. I named him Sheldon after the character in The Big Bang Theory. hehehe the Ixus 55 have been passed on to my brother... I am really happy with my buy... and I can't wait for Sue to get hers too but in red. So we can matching matching with our car... I can't stop praising my lil new camera... heeheeeheehee... so next on the list is the G10... but not a priority...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Secondly... I had a great time in KL with my siblings and Iwan... jokes yang berbawak2 sampai ke Singapura like one 'Abang' we never fail to mention.. even tagged him on facebook... tak ader kerna mengerna sey... i still cannot get over the ribs and potato skins at Tony Roma's... Pavilion KL is my new fav shopping place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Nini's back in SG for the next few days I think... hehehe Hope I get to meet her tmr for dinner... wah I miss her so much... it has been two mths since I last saw her... I wonder how she looked like now... dah besar agaknya.. hahahah two months like twenty years gitu eh... hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;oh yes... I was thinking the other day... it's something about friends... I was wondering.. how do someone be a good friend. Is there like a handbook on how to be a friend or something?How do you choose someone to be your best friend? I can't do that... cos if you are my friend then you are definitely the best... and all my friends are the best... I don't really know how to put it into words... but there are just some things that were left answered when I left school. I can't say i have a lot of friends. Cos sometimes I just run out of pple to call... I'll be left thinking what would I say to them since the last time I talked to them was like a gazillion years ago... what if I caught them at a bad time... one thing I learnt is... no matter what.. they are still my friends and somehow when you hear that friendly voice at the other end... there is always something to say... and one thing I know abt my friends is that, they are the most understanding human beings... well at least they understand me and my "life" and once in a while they will "sound" me when I start to drift away... so in the end I didn't call anyone up... and added a few more centimeters to the distance between me and them... so in short I am a shitty friend but I really really appreciate those who still believed that I still have some emotions left in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;next... I have a personal message to one of my friend... I know I am not the perfect friend and I know it not my place to give u a lecture about how a friend should behave... but I'm starting to see the real you. and I am disappointed. Both in you and myself. Why myself? Because I tot you would try to at least be a better friend... it hurts me that sometimes, I see it as you were being a hypocrite for that one point of time. then *BAM* you made that u-turn. Well.. I am trying to accept it in a positive way that you have stopped being someone you are not... Good Luck Friend.... I'll still be here if you need.. you know me... tak serik2... maseh nak play with fire.. and always there to be taken for granted... oh sorry.. you know how it goes better than I do... words leave me when it comes to you. All I have to say is I am disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"A murder always has more than one killer...." *go figure*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Art Othman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5673742392474387013?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5673742392474387013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5673742392474387013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5673742392474387013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5673742392474387013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-you-know.html' title='now you know...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6343735163417127582</id><published>2009-04-01T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:27:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>says a thousand words...</title><content type='html'>I realise, I need to change my IXUS 55 after noticing that the battery died on me after using it for like 20 minutes... even after I fully charge em... I even have a spare battery, thinking that the orignal battery has gone bonkers... I actually have been looking to replace the IXUS 55 for quite sometime now... Was seriously considering Powershot G10 (after using Fitri's G9, and G9 not on sale anymore, I tot G10 is a serious contender.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I thought, any other IXUS would do fine... plus I already have a DSLR. I don't really need a G10. What I needed was a compact camera. I went shopping with Fizah the other day and we bought Nor an IXUS 80IS for her birthday and Fizah got for herself the IXUS 85IS... I would have settled for the IXUS 80IS... but... maybe I should spend a bit more to get the latest IXUS so that it will last longer, after all my IXUS 55 was bought in 2005... it's still fine... except the battery part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... now... my heart is set on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=black.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/black.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and although I've once said that all my gadgets will be black to match most of my other stuff... I guess this is the only exception.. cos the red one is PRETTY.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=red.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/red.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes... So come next week... I will have this beauty in my hands... just in time for my trip up north to KL... so.. I'm thinking of names for it... I can't wait.. Then again.. if they don't have it in Red... the black ain't too bad... just nice to match  my Macbook... hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE CANON.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6343735163417127582?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6343735163417127582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6343735163417127582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6343735163417127582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6343735163417127582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/04/says-thousand-words.html' title='says a thousand words...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2349867663749964958</id><published>2009-03-23T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:10:25.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coldplay..</title><content type='html'>Best Band in the World. Period. at least to me. others may have their own point of view and preferences, which I dpn't really care about. So if you disagree have anything to say otherwise... do it on your own time and on your own blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to blog about the concert. with pictures and vids.. but need to sleep first cos have to be in office super early tomoro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OoooOOoooohhhh OooooHHhhh ........(viva la vida tune)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I will try... to fix you...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2349867663749964958?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2349867663749964958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2349867663749964958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2349867663749964958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2349867663749964958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/03/coldplay.html' title='coldplay..'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3077024308579104116</id><published>2009-03-21T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:42:37.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My memory is getting from bad to worse... I dun actually remember what happen over the past week... as the blog progressed, we'll see how it goes... All I remembered was Man Utd was thrashed by Liverpool 4 - 1. Hahahaha... Weak ah Man Utd...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway... Lepakgang is planning a holiday to drive up all the way to Thailand. I kinda notice that the cousins have mixed feelings about it. Some skeptical about it... some unsure but excited to know more and some are just not serious at all. But I dun care lah. If tak jadi go with them, I still go drive up with my friends or something. We'll see... one thing for sure, I know my mum trust me with the car, although sometimes she act like she doesn't so as not hurt others feelings. So we'll see how it goes... the biggest problem I see is actually finding the right time to drive up as we have so many events this year. Looks like it will happen only end of the year if we want everyone to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and Kakak shared to get a GARMIN GPS navigation unit for the car... now driving in Malaysia will be a breeze... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kak Eity had a chalet at ECP on Wednesday, and we headed down to ECP, before which we fetched Farid and Iwan from Chartered and NTU respectively... hahahah Wisyah has grown up so much lah... I can't believe that she'll be in Pri One next year... She made us cycle her around taking turns when we got tired... hehehe must cubit her pipi lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"can't read my.. can't read my... no he can't read my poker face.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Thursday, I had fun playing table tennis at HQ... hehehe after that I went to Fee's place. I was suppose to take my camera from Fitri, but ended up watching the latest episode of Gossip Girl and the 2nd season of Big Bang Theory... then I had dinner at Newton with Kakak n Jummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday.. they announced the PB at work... Not really enthu about it... but alhamdullilah... everything is fine at work... *ppppfffftttt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met Nor and Fizah after that... we watched Paul Blart Mall Cop... while waiting in the theater they played songs from the Confession of a Shopaholic soundtrack. really nice songs.. I will definitely watch that movie.. I hope it is as good as the book... hehehez... oh oh... and before the movie.. we had dinner at Pastamania... and you know how much we love to people watch.. we ended seeing more pple we know than we don't... hahahaha good gossiping time.. and Fizah tried this RGS NCC voice thingy... which she failed big time... ahaha but it was funny seeing her try... after the movie.. which was pretty much the highlight of the day... we met Kak Eity and family who was going to catch a movie there too... and Wisyah was there.. as usual.. she very action.. dun wanna give me her sweet... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had dessert and coffee at Coffee Club... the muddy mud pie has the hardest crust ever... it look like Fizah was trying to dissect it or something... anyway Toshi aka Fizah's vicious cat, is our mascot now... hmmmp....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning, I played Futsal at FICO sports hub... I woke up late since I got home only at 4am. But when I reached FICO, only Ira was there.. and slowly, one by one came... there were 10 of us.. and it was tiring ah... not enough pple to play rotation.. boleh mati siak... but to my surprise, I did atcually scored 3 goals.. something which I can never do before... score goals.. I suck at finishing ah... the goal can be as open as possible, somehow I still manage to screw it all up... and kick wide... after that we went to eat at Teh Tarik and... we became Geng Tak Tentu Haluan, as most of us were from different working shifts... hehehe planning to have a badminton session soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okielah... that's all folks.. it looks like a long entry... later i have badminton session with the cousins... and tomorrow is Zaki's engagement.... CONGRATS BRO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3077024308579104116?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3077024308579104116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3077024308579104116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3077024308579104116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3077024308579104116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-week.html' title='my week...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3176610142937308280</id><published>2009-03-11T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:11:00.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the deal...</title><content type='html'>I feel like getting the new iPod Shuffle... it has a cool technology...&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3176610142937308280?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3176610142937308280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3176610142937308280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3176610142937308280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3176610142937308280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-deal.html' title='what&amp;#39;s the deal...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8076082969920104811</id><published>2009-03-02T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:56:23.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh... it tears me up.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow... it has been sometime since I last blogged... hahaha not that anyone cares anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So let me see what has happened for the past month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and the PRSS gals has a farewell party for Siti Hajar at Four Seasons Hotel on the 7th Feb 09... It was a happy party with all of us in Baju Butterfly and hair rolls... mcm makcik makcik abes sey... and it was great cos we really did manage to surprise her... Thanks to Hanisa who's the mastermind behind this... plus the rest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;of us who helped to make it happen... there was Feefee who made the video, Baini who stayed awake, Raudhah who made me went down to fetch her in my Baju Butterfly, Tini who helped clean up and Hanisa's sister and sister in law and not forgetting the SUPERDUPER cute Aamir... That night I saw a covertible Rolls Royce... mini orgasm there... hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 375px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/n797925214_5912200_6684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we gave out the present which has been consolidated, little items and stationeries to get her started in Perth. Pandai2 lah kau bawak balik ye Siti... eh dia dah kat Perth agak nyer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the evening me, Nor, Fizah n Noorman went to Amin's place to kenduri... a farewell kenduri for his family but being his bestfrens we were invited too.. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally met up with my very good fren Jajai... She's working at SGH and I happen to be working at HQ that day so I met up with her at SGH for lunch. Her sister Naz was also there... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I followed my sister to her photography thing on the 14th... her photography session has been set to take place on the 19th march if I'm not wrong... I can't wait for June to come... so exciting... it's like my wedding sey... but no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 504px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/n754875020_2579310_2648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 501px; height: 305px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG_1600-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I went to meet up with Fee and Siti to join Nini and her room at Swissotel... It was so high up siak... But due to a certain dare.. I manage to stand at the balcony ah.. But I was still scared... yes fee... yes nini... I am still afraid of heights. Let's not comment any further... That night we celebrated Nini's birthday at the stroke of midnight.... we bought a small cake for her and 4 heart shaped cookies... then we went to Newton for supper and WALKED all the way back to the hotel room... memang mencabar kesabaran aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening... with a heavy heart, I bade farewell to my dearest Amin at Singapore Changi Airport Terminal 3. Pictures are in my Facebook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also celebrated Fizah's B'day at TCC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then on the 21st, the family celebrated Izza's b'day... Finally my father's Princess turned 17. I remembered how my parents would pamper this cousin of mine when she was still young and little. She was so cute when she was young with her curly hair... now.. dah tak cute tapi like the rest of my aunts say,"Itcha dah besar ni lawa lah..." Okie Izza.. if u happen to read this dun kembang okie??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also I wanna add that Soul Distraction is currently finishing up with recording and stuff for their 2nd album, Ticket to Paradise. I've already heard some of the songs and I highly recommend it all the readers on my blog to get it when it is released. The music quality(recording and mixing) is really really good. The sound from this album is different from their first album (the Truth Pill). The band has brought their music to a different level this time which cater more to the masses. Everyone gel together and compliment each other. I was privileged enough to be able to see this band perform while I was in the States back in December. They have so much respect for each other and most important of all is that they are so humble despite the talent they possess. I wish for this band to prosper and go further in the music industry. YOU GO GUYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The months hasn't been a good month for a lot of relationships... So a general shout out to everybody... Be thankful with what you have now for you'll never know what you gonna get in the future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8076082969920104811?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8076082969920104811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8076082969920104811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8076082969920104811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8076082969920104811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-it-tears-me-up.html' title='oh... it tears me up.....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4612068619211089399</id><published>2009-02-03T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:18:01.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fee, Tee and Nee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Met up with Fee, Tee and Nee yesterday after work...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fee cracks me up... and Tee is aslways asking for it from Fee... Nee plays it safe by sitting a little further from Fee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nee gave me Pancakes Mix from Pancakes on The Rocks.... which reminds me that Fizah gave me a Zurich Starbucks city mug... hehehehehe &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Which also reminds me.. I was suppose to pick her up abt 20minutes ago...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;art othman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;P.S: Yesterday... when I laugh... it was as though you were there with me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4612068619211089399?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4612068619211089399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4612068619211089399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4612068619211089399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4612068619211089399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/02/fee-tee-and-nee.html' title='Fee, Tee and Nee'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1647445959219244382</id><published>2009-02-01T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:13:30.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now... i'm feeling better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After what happened over the past two weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is only now that I am feeling better about the whole thing... having the people I love around me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not happy... or ecstatic about the current situation between me and you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the fact that your parents are involved...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But having my besties here with me right now... (even though they don't know what I am going through due to our earlier agreement... which I blindly follow... I don't know why...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby... I think this is it... It is really over, kan??? You don't have to answer me. Cos, I really do not want to know... because I know how selfish both of us can be towards each other... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow.. I sure am going to miss those trips to KL... and miss waiting for you at the Changi Airport... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1647445959219244382?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1647445959219244382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1647445959219244382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1647445959219244382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1647445959219244382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-i-feeling-better.html' title='now... i&amp;#39;m feeling better'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-683391221344823563</id><published>2009-01-30T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:31:16.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gong kiak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey guys... today is not much of a blog update.. I'm actually late for work.. and we can't surf Multiply or blogspot in office now.. so it will be a short update of lyrics of songs that has been keeping me company these few days... sometimes I think, they might as well cut the internet at work if they are going to ban such websites... like WTF....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family: arial;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mmmmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family: arial;"&gt;There's so much craziness, surrounding me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's so much going on, it gets hard to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When all my faith has gone, you bring it back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You make it real for me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I'm not sure of, my priorities &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I've lost site of, where I'm meant to be &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like holy water, washing over me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You make it real for me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm running to you baby &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are the only one who saved me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cause you make it real for me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When my head is strong, but my heart is weak &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm full of arrogance, and uncertainty &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I can find the words, you teach my heart to speak &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You make it real for meee, yeaaa &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm running to you baby &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cause you are the only one who saved me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's whyyy I've been missing you lately &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cause you make it real for me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohhh &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everybodies talking in words &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't understand &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You got to be the only one &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who knows just who I am &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your shinin in the distance &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I can make it through &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cause the only place &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That I want to be &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Is right back home with you &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess there's so much more &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to learn &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But if you're here with me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know which way to turn &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You always give me somewhere, &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somewhere I can learn &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You make it real for me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm running to you baby &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cause you are the only one who saved me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cause you make it real for me &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You make it real for me&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hoping to do a cover of the above song over the weekend... still practising the song on guitar and I'm not that good with the guitar so I need to tweak a few sounds and pitching and timing here and there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now for the winner.... Siti Nurhaliza's Mulanya Cinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: arial;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiada sesiapa dapat melupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: arial;"&gt;Perasaan cinta pertama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Akan ku ingat selama-lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Saat pertama jatuh cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kasih Sayang&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Senyum mesra bersama&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gurau senda pujuk rayumu&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pasti ku ingati&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apapun juga akhirnya&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku kan tetap&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mengingatimu dengan setia&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family: arial;"&gt;Walaupun kau akan pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pasti ku ingati gelora cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kali pertama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okie... I'm looking forward to this weekend cos last weekend sucks... I had the worst Menstrual Cramps ever in the history of cramps... Hope that Fizah wil get back to me upon the return from Zurich... and that the Besties can finally meet up... Amin's is leaving in like two weeks... and he has millions of friends who would want to spend time with him... so.. well... FIZAH AND NOR!!!! we better hurry with the present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also hope Feefee is doing better now... :) * hugs from me *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh Oh OH Oh.... I miss Elsa... and our mengumpat sessions... hahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okie.. will have a proper update soon... cheers guys and peace out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ndah impian cintaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Namun realiti tak seharum&lt;br&gt;Yang ku impikan kerna&lt;br&gt;Cintamu tak sejati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-683391221344823563?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/683391221344823563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=683391221344823563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/683391221344823563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/683391221344823563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-kiak.html' title='gong kiak...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7796414630413034287</id><published>2009-01-08T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:15:08.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have not been feeling well ever since I came home from overseas...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are so many things I have to do like unpack my things and what nots, but I don't have the energy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have been to work. And it's weird cos, I really missed going to work while I was in US but now that I'm back in office, I'm not feeling too well to really miss my colleagues... But I really do miss them.. I DO! I DO!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also, I've come to realise, how expensive things are in Singapore. Will elaborate on that more later.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have been vomiting and the toilet bowl is my best friend for now.. thank you for taking so much crap and vomit from me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the bright side, Nini is in Singapore!!! Yeay!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7796414630413034287?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7796414630413034287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7796414630413034287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7796414630413034287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7796414630413034287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-me.html' title='sick me'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6423747252823149442</id><published>2009-01-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:02:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving is inevitable...</title><content type='html'>I'm now at PDX, waiting to board my flight. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been great staying in US. I wanna thank Mark &amp; Elsa for their hospitality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna thank Mike and Kim, Peggy and Tom, Scott and Patty, Bill and Dawn, Tom and Wendy,  Jade, Jayke and Jayme. For being so nice and warm to me during my stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Soul Distraction, you guys rocks!! Stay cool and Please Don't Stop the Music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I miss anyone out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the rest of the people in Singapore... I'm coming home... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art Othman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: will update more when I'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6423747252823149442?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6423747252823149442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6423747252823149442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6423747252823149442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6423747252823149442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2009/01/leaving-is-inevitable.html' title='leaving is inevitable...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4068022366671444825</id><published>2008-12-30T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:27:59.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in th end...</title><content type='html'>i don't even matter...&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4068022366671444825?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4068022366671444825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4068022366671444825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4068022366671444825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4068022366671444825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-th-end.html' title='in th end...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3338942491961701577</id><published>2008-12-25T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T15:55:45.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those days</title><content type='html'>"another crack in my heart... &lt;div&gt;another picture on the wall... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another way to spend an evening when there's no one there at all..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my friends in Singapore and Malaysia, Merry X'Mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Mark, Elsa and Mike... Merry X'mas in 6 mins... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Siti n Nini, Happy Manicuring... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3338942491961701577?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3338942491961701577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3338942491961701577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3338942491961701577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3338942491961701577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6635826163960761863</id><published>2008-12-22T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:36:38.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that one person</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;well....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have been online alomost all the time while I'm here... and it has been all good....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The one person I needed to see online is not online.... Just need to tell you that I misses you the most... but I guess you are busy huh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6635826163960761863?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6635826163960761863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6635826163960761863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6635826163960761863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6635826163960761863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-one-person.html' title='that one person'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8643214883863887131</id><published>2008-12-17T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:20:48.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey there pple...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's my first day here in the US... So far it has been great... the weather has been great too... still can't believe I'm here... it's very much like Australia.. only colder... still trying to speak louder...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well... after taking the flight here and stopping over at Narita and while waiting for my connecting flight... I have come to a conclusion that Singaporeans... are too pampered... We are so used to receiving damn good service from Singapore Airlines that we have set them as a benchmark when it comes to comparing airline flight attendant service and when the slightest incident happen you just cannot help but think(who dare say it out loud) that we deserve better treatment or "I should have flown with SQ". We are so used to the efficiency from the staff of Singapore Changi Airport that when we have to wait for a little bit in other airports... comes another comment about what a bad airport this is... but I believe strict security checks are happening in all the aiports over the world... especially here in US or airports that have flights flying to the US. I know I seems to be rambling when I should be having a good time... But I just gotta let it all out... cos I have swollen eye lid due to the not-so-clean pillow on the plane.. now my left eye is smaller than my right eye... meaning I can't use my contact lens and look pretty in my oakleys....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So... anyway... right now Soul Distraction is jamming and rehearsing for their New Year's Eve's show... I really see something in this band.. the music are ONE united and Elsa's voice compliment it... everything is good... and they are GREAT... I can't wait to watch them perform on stage... it's crazy... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's freezing cold here... like right now, it's -10 degrees Celsius... and this morning when I reach... it was -4 degrees Celsius and that is with the SUN shining in my face... I have never appreciate the sun more today than any other day in my life... hahahahaha.. it's really like a culture shock to me... but I'm pretty sure I'll get use to it... I'm sure my mum will like the weather here... just like England.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just read Nini's message to me and she was getting ready to board the plane to NYC... Which should already be airborne. I'm so proud of her for doing it on her own... Hanisa should already be on her way to Houston... howdie babe... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well.. I guess that's all for now.. When I upload my pics in my comp..  i willl show u guys more... which remind me btw I forget to bring my Ixus camera... so I have to make do with just my 350D... and my Canon FS100....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Art Othman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;p.s: I was thinking while on the plane.. The air stewardess on SQ are called Singapore Girl right? so the air stewards are known as the Singapore Boy? Can someone enlighten me on this. Thank you.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8643214883863887131?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8643214883863887131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8643214883863887131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8643214883863887131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8643214883863887131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8216075448760417693</id><published>2008-12-15T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:08:11.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the time has come...</title><content type='html'>Okie pple in Singapore...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See y'all next year... Have a Merry X'mas and a Happy New Year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8216075448760417693?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8216075448760417693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8216075448760417693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8216075448760417693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8216075448760417693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-has-come.html' title='the time has come...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1750476270455383856</id><published>2008-12-07T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:12:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait for it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Back in september... I made an entry abt me signing up for the 10km of the Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will update more abt it later... sorry for the lack of pictures..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1750476270455383856?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1750476270455383856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1750476270455383856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1750476270455383856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1750476270455383856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/12/wait-for-it.html' title='wait for it...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1835038482510486892</id><published>2008-11-27T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:00:30.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my place...</title><content type='html'>So... Out of the blue... he sent me a text msg. It went on for the whole day...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... I can't help myself anymore. Those feelings that should be kept deep inside... Overflowed and is on the brink of spilling out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please... stay away from me... it's for the better... I know where I stand... and I don't want to wait anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a totally different note... 18 more freaking days... gone where the days when the first digit was 6.. or 5 or 4.... now it's the digit 1... arghz... soon it will be single digit... serious.... so exciting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1835038482510486892?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1835038482510486892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1835038482510486892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1835038482510486892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1835038482510486892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-place.html' title='my place...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7833002686840831878</id><published>2008-11-20T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:07:48.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not mine...</title><content type='html'>So... I finally got my hands on the E71... not many people know. Cos it has yet to be seen out of my pocket... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next... Siti has yet to get her phone... will accompany her this saturday... talking abt Saturday.. we have big plans this coming saturday... it's going to be a fun day . Outing with Nini, Sheeta, Siti and Fitri... Irah will only join us after her shift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Zila and Dzul (pengantin baru) together with the Berkat Gang... Zila and Dzul bought for me a nice brown pashmina from Krabi. hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the past few days... a song was stucked in my head. It's by an Indonesian Band, Nidji called Hapus Aku. Well... I'm quite slow with Malay/Indon Music Scene.. so when I like this song.. it might be a bit stale. But what the hell... a nice song will remain to be a nice song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kutuliskan kesedihan&lt;br&gt;Semua tak bisa kau ungkapkan&lt;br&gt;Dan kita kan bicara dengan hatiku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buang semua puisi&lt;br&gt;Antara kita berdua&lt;br&gt;Kau bunuh dia sesuatu&lt;br&gt;Yang kusebut itu cinta&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Yakinkan aku Tuhan&lt;br&gt;Dia bukan milikku&lt;br&gt;Biarkan waktu waktu&lt;br&gt;Hapus aku…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sadarkan aku Tuhan&lt;br&gt;Dia bukan milikku&lt;br&gt;Biarkan waktu waktu&lt;br&gt;Hapus aku…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7833002686840831878?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7833002686840831878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7833002686840831878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7833002686840831878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7833002686840831878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-mine.html' title='not mine...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5192769928366412260</id><published>2008-11-14T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:21:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't help but laugh...</title><content type='html'>Here I am siting in my car at the basement carpark of Bugis Junction. I happen to click on a link which I saw in my Multiply inbox. I can't help but raise my eyebrows at one of the things that I read when the page finished uploading. Some people tried so hard to look and sound right and doing those reverse psychology thing. So what if it's your blog? And that you can say whatever you wanna say on your blog? Please do not state the obvious. Every blogger have the right to say anything they want on their blog. I think no one gives a flying f**k about what you have to say. Why such sentence? Defence mechanism? Did something out of norm that constitutes public "flogging"?? hahahaha Touch your heart and figure... where you went wrong... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway... Rafidah's wedding this weekend.. I can't wait to take many many photos... hahaha But be warned. Only my contacts will be able to see it. Due to some restrictions as one of my friend can't be seen on the internet. hehehehe... Irah oh Irah... mengapa susah sangat??? hhehehehehehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have yet to upload Zila's wedding pics... but I dun seem to have time.. tgk lah... nak blog pon kena find time in the car while waiting... Iwan's b'day celebration will be tmr evening... but I dunno where... the LepakGang will only update me tmr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... gotta go... Siti waiting for me... tak sabar2 nak beli iPhone dia.. hehehe OKB lah kata kan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5192769928366412260?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5192769928366412260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5192769928366412260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5192769928366412260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5192769928366412260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-help-but-laugh.html' title='can&amp;#39;t help but laugh...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1012280132036469485</id><published>2008-11-05T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:03:47.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Presidents and Food...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Firstly I want to congratulate the Americans about making the right choice of President. I am all for changes. Sometimes tradition is not everything, please take note Republicans. And those in the South... wake up pls.... Alaska in the north west.. you too... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next I want to make it known to the whole word (if you do not know already) about how possessive I can be when it comes to food. MY food. I'm not "tamak" or "gelojoh". I enjoy good food. If you want some ask. I'll get more for you. Just don't take mine. I'm serious. I do not mind paying more. Just don't take mine. I do not mind cooking more. Just don't take mine. You want to play with my laptop? Go. You want to watch tv in my room? Go. You wanna use my cameras? Go. You wanna use my car? Go. You wanna lie on my bed? Go. You wanna borrow my clothes? Go. JUST DON'T MESS WITH MY FOOD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do I mean by 'mine'? Those that I specifically 'labeled'. Like my frozen sambal sotong. My frozen ikan terubok. NO. You don't serve it to Aiman just because he's the youngest and the only boy in this family and that you love him more then the rest. I don't care about your feelings. I care about what is mine. Or do not cook it in some lauk that I have never eaten before thinking that I will eat it just because my fav fish is in there. NO. I am angry. Really angry... Yes I appreciate your effort, grateful and thankful for the help. But angry cos you mess with my food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also please do not take whatever is ON my plate when I'm eating. Please ask first. I will give you. Just have the basic respect for food. All of you should respect food... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes I can see people laughing when they read this blog... esp my cousins who know me well enough... I've been keeping quiet guys. But now I just cannot take it anymore. Just leave me alone with me food k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm really hungry now.. and pissed cos my week's supply of Ikan Terubok is in some stupid NOT nice lauk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AAAAAAaaaaaaAAaaAaRRRRrrRRrrRGggGgGGGggHHHhhhhHHhhZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1012280132036469485?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1012280132036469485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1012280132036469485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1012280132036469485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1012280132036469485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-presidents-and-food.html' title='Of Presidents and Food...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3658845109117446010</id><published>2008-11-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:21:14.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Utd 4 - 3 Hull</title><content type='html'> I want to blog and say stuff... but I am not in the right frame of mind to do it... the juice are just not flowing...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;short updates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siti's ANOP terms ends on the 31.10.08...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zila single status ends on the 31.10.08...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy for Zila... and I'm so happy that she will embark a new journey with Dzul... More updates on her wedding later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chill peepsz...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3658845109117446010?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3658845109117446010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3658845109117446010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3658845109117446010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3658845109117446010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/11/man-utd-4-3-hull.html' title='Man Utd 4 - 3 Hull'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3876588591616783814</id><published>2008-10-23T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:02:26.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss...</title><content type='html'>I dunno if I had said this before... but..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss siting next to Zahidah and talking loads and loads of crap and making each other laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss laughing with Zahidah about Wahidah you is sleeping next to Sharifa who is oblivious to the fact that her partner is sleeping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss looking at Sharifa adjusting her hair while looking at the small mirror that is place on the table in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having a heart to heart talk with Zahidah and Sharifa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss having to think hard and try to understand what Aisah is talking about... I also miss telling Aisah to slow down and pronounce every word properly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss writing in the Buku Haram and passing it around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short.. I miss the Sorority Sisters 05.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;art othman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: Irah... Not that I dun miss you... but I meet up with you quite regularly lah babe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s: Hey pple... I will be in KL (again!! yes I know) this weekend till Monday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3876588591616783814?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3876588591616783814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3876588591616783814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3876588591616783814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3876588591616783814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/10/miss.html' title='miss...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3328724146774360815</id><published>2008-10-18T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:29:25.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puas sudah aku menjadi kesilapan mu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I know a girl; she puts the colour inside my world…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So you thought you have been misunderstood. And that I am all wrong about you and that no one will understand you and can give you what you want. Nobody seems to be catering to your needs. And then I sympathizes you… wrong I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I’ve been down so low people look at me and they know….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've stopped laughing... but I haven't stop making people laugh. I don't believe they should be deprive of happiness and sincere laughter. It's weird that I am still sane when I'm plagued wtih mixed feelings every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“when my head is strong but my heart is weak…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was it my fault that I followed my emotions rather than use my brains? Why did you have to use mental strength against everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“when you get what you want but not what you need…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What I realize is that you are just trying to fill up the void that has been emptied for so long. It didn't matter to you how you are going to do it. It didn't matter who it was. You are just out to *echo...* hey is that an echo from your soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"she'll tease you... she'll unease you... all the better just to please you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just like a spoilt child. You give some but took it away expecting more. You gave me hope, and then you blame me for the same action that you did. I sick of being your play thing when you are bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I lay down on your bed of coals, offer up my heart and soul…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I do not expect anything in return. I do not need you to do things for me. I do not need the emotional coaster ride that you have led me to. The ups that I look forward to. The downs which ripped my heart out through my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“don’t you remember you told me you love me…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the hospital. On a clear moonlit night. Not too loud to let others hear you. But soft and clear enough to convince me that you meant it. I read it wrongly as fate would have it. Weird though, no matter how I tried not to remember, it kept coming up every time 'Ruang Rindu' goes on air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I tried to go on like I never knew you…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A fool I must have been, to pretend that you are a stranger when you meant so much to me in my heart. My nonchalant attitude when it comes to knowing you. I am ashamed of my indifference. Even when you are so far away, it does not help make things any easier dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“there’s no light at the end of the tunnel tonight…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was trapped. There was no way I could escape for I am in too deep. I tried to breathe, gasping for air. Clawing my way out did not help for I was only hurting myself in the end. Is that a scratch I see? Will the wound remain there forever to remind me of the emotional hell that I went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I don’t want to waste another day… keeping it inside is killing me…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I went to the same hill and let it all out at 3am in the morning. All the replied me was cold air. Telling me that my questions won’t be answered tonight. There I stand at the spot where we sat. Angry. Stoned. Cold. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“there’s a light… a certain kind of light…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I made and error in judgement yet again. But it is not going to keep my from giving up everything single time. Will I finally be able to let all these go...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“a new day has come…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"mengapa? aku yang terluka. aku yang merana. aku yang menahan sisa baki cinta ini...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3328724146774360815?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3328724146774360815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3328724146774360815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3328724146774360815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3328724146774360815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/10/puas-sudah-aku-menjadi-kesilapan-mu.html' title='puas sudah aku menjadi kesilapan mu...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1332433157685746376</id><published>2008-10-11T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T03:02:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about eve...</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"aku yang lemah tanpa mu..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You see... You gave me strength to move and charge on the last time... You are some sort of guru that have the capability to know or see through others and pin point their weakness and use it for your own gain... &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"hanya ingin kau tahu, besar nya cinta ku... tingginya hayal ku bersama mu..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not that I can see the future but I knew there was something between us... or maybe I imagine too  much... but that can't hurt right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"izinkan ku mencuri khayalan dengan mu..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That night when we both were under the stars on that hill, I was confuse of what was going on. Your actions didn't help untie the complications that I had in my head. More and more questions rang up in my head... you just can't deny the vibes that night... you can't... but you will have reasons to say there was nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kau datang dan pergi oh bergitu saja..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't even have to explain the meaning of this... those times you left me alone... you won and left me wondering... when you came back I can't even get myself to commit to think if I'm angry... if you come back again that is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kini hanya duka, bersulamkan pasrah..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are from two different worlds... but when I'm with you... nothing else matters... it's like there is only the two of us and I'll be on cloud nine... but it was you who choose not to be a part of my life and the ball is pretty much in your court...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"namun semuanya berubah dalam sekelip mata..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I thought was normal was obviously not normal to you... Every other night I toss and turn in bed thinking where it could have gone all wrong. Thinking which part of it all could have been avoided to make it all better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"relaku menunggumu... seribu tahun lama lagi..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till the next time we meet again... I wonder when that will be... will I still be the same person... will you not change? Will I really wait or have a change of heart and move on... should I move on? I already waited twice... What would I look like if I waited some more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tak ku sesali cintaku untukmu"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everytime when someone walked away from me, I will not consider it as love lost... it will somehow find me in future... may not be in form of the one that I would love but nevertheless would love me for who and what I am... I am human after all... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tanya sama hati mengapa merindu..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are so far away. Distance and absence made the heart grew fonder but in your case... it fades... and again you made me wait and wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ku tinggalkan memori bersama mu... ku undur diri bersama harapan..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You built a wall around you that even the Great Wall seem nothing in comparison. You have repel those who truly love and cares for you for you think that they are all one and the same... you though wrong but you won't realise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"semakin aku hitung dalam cinta... tiada kuasa mampu mehalangnya..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;          &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1332433157685746376?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1332433157685746376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1332433157685746376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1332433157685746376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1332433157685746376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-about-eve.html' title='all about eve...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6354697958263585310</id><published>2008-10-03T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:13:59.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>towards a free country...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sure most would have notice the countdown counter in my blog and my multiply.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So last week, I finally bought my plane ticket online through nwa.com/asia. Then I bought my traveling insurance through income.com.sg. I notice that NTUC Income quoted the lowest premium for about the same coverage. I checked the quotations from AIG and also AVA. And decide to buy from NTUC Income. It's quite easy actually and cheaper by $5 if you pay by Credit Card. I recommend that all of you should buy Travel Insurance everytime you guys are traveling, even if you are going to Malaysia. Like seriously. You never know what can happen to you when you are traveling. Yes, it's a joyous occasions but what the hell kan? Bak pepatah melayu, Suka suka, lama lama jadi Duka. So just as a pre-caution and at a small price you will feel safer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Kak Imee is also going to the US on a working trip in October/November. Not sure when... If I ain't wrong she's going to the East Coast whereas I'll be at the West Coast. For now I am going to assume that the weather will all be the same. Oh yeah Kak Imee.. kalau ader extra US Dollar, boleh lah donate to me...hehehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Hari Raya was a quiet affair, just like the past years. Will update on Hari Raya in another entry... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6354697958263585310?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6354697958263585310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6354697958263585310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6354697958263585310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6354697958263585310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/10/towards-free-country.html' title='towards a free country...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7027816788720816700</id><published>2008-09-28T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:49:22.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend before 1st Oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was a very tired person on Friday when I came back home from work. So my parents decide just to go JB and do a little shopping and head back to singapore leaving other business to be done on Sunday instead. The moment I reached home... I fall into a deep sleep. But my "darling" sister woke me up abt 2 hrs into my sleep and made me fetch her from school. I also had to bring along my guitar and the amplifier so that she can use it for some Children's Day concert. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was still feeling damn tired from it all. When I realise I had a msg from Irah about going for supper, but she was tired too from her F1 duty. Then I talked to her last night and it was full of crap.. I can hear her taking her dosage of those asthma pumps in between the conversations... hahahahaha... Irah just so you know... I'm not afraid of You-Know-Who. I can easily pick up the phone and dial her number. It's just that I don't want to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also I accompanied my cousin and her parents to pick up her spanking new white Honda Fit at Turf City yesterday. The thrill of getting a new ride was in the air. A feeling which I experience 5 years ago when I first got my Kereta Bajet. And the feeling which I totally avoid when we got the Kereta Bajet II... Congrats Zakiah. I think it's time you think of a name for your car... and join the club of naming your gadgets/devices/cars.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also before I went to Turf City, I went to Courts Causeway Point with my mum. We wanted to get new dining chairs. My sister insisted that we wait till end of the year and get Picket and Rail dining chairs but... It was way over my budget... so forget it. We also bought new microwave oven to replace the one my sister blew up about one month ago. I wonder what the heel was she doing in the kitchen when she isn't really much of a cook. Kalau masak air tu maybe dia pandai ah...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okielah.. I need to go ... I'm back to being addicted to E!....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7027816788720816700?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7027816788720816700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7027816788720816700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7027816788720816700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7027816788720816700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-before-1st-oct.html' title='The weekend before 1st Oct'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8780390788686013121</id><published>2008-09-22T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:31:43.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored at home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i was doing some cleaning in my room... not much difference before and after... hahahaha... just less dust that's all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here is a pic of my diecasts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 642px; HEIGHT: 428px" height="526" alt="my diecasts" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG_2399.jpg" width="700" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8780390788686013121?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8780390788686013121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8780390788686013121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8780390788686013121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8780390788686013121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored-at-home.html' title='bored at home...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3104341706997199886</id><published>2008-09-21T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:52:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I swear... when Mas Selamat ran away early this year.. someone somewhere had placed a curse on me for the rest of 2008. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;From then till now... I have yet to see or to come across a positive event for me... I was not even spared on my birthday...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is totally like the lowest point of my life... Whoever out there who thinks 2008 has been great, is either Michael Phelps or Mas Selamat... other than that... I dun think anyone else &lt;font size="2"&gt;esp those in the Home Team&lt;/font&gt; thinks that 2008 is a good year.. it has been harsh harsh harsh... Thank God for RPS... hehehehehe....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So am looking forward to 17th December 08. Goodbye Singapore...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;art othman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p.s: To those who message me with nice b'day wishes, Thank you so much. It wasn't on purpose that I replied your msgs late. I was really busy at work... Pls forgive me. But Thank you once again... and the score is still at 3-2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3104341706997199886?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3104341706997199886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3104341706997199886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3104341706997199886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3104341706997199886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-sunday.html' title='my sunday'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5187793258435355093</id><published>2008-09-18T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:44:52.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want this toy...</title><content type='html'>toy might not be the appropriate word to use here....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want the Yamaha Tenori-On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT I WANT I WANT......!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.global.yamaha.com/tenori-on/what/index.html"&gt;Tenori-on&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click on the link above to find out what it really is... cool lah dude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_SGwDhKTrwU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_SGwDhKTrwU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5187793258435355093?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5187793258435355093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5187793258435355093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5187793258435355093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5187793258435355093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-this-toy.html' title='i want this toy...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-959550221559472506</id><published>2008-09-17T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:43:13.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black day</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- StartFragment --&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Personally, I think that a man has stoop to the lowest point when he hits a woman. To me, regardless of what the woman has done, I don't think anyone has to right to hit her especially if you are not her father. Unless you are disciplining her with regards to religion, I don't think a father should hit his adult daughter. Well, then again, that is what I believe and some of you may beg to differ. Different people have different opinions. Emotions sometimes affect your actions, esp in the spur of the moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I rarely blog about work or the people I work with. Because of the nature of my work, I choose to avoid talking about them. But an incident that happened recently, had blown my fuse. I totally lost all the respect I had for one of my colleagues. It might have something to do with the first paragraph I wrote... I was a little bit upset with the incident but I let it pass and I hope it will not affect my working attitude. I am trying to be as professional as possible. Aiyah, maybe I am still feeling angry... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm back to not being able to sleep again... what the hell...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway.. I was in office the whole day today and I composed a very long email to all my good friends... and their replies was a little disappointing till Feefee's reply... I will upload the email tomorrow... cheers pple...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;edited:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Earlier when I was in office, I made a wishlist of what I might want for my birthday. And all the while I was HINTING at a nintendo Wii. While the rest had replies which totally avoided the whole issue.. and maybe Nor was nice enough to at least look for pple to share the present, and Fizah proclaiming me to be too free at work and then Nini's reply was all about explaining why I should not have anything on the list and Starbucks city mugs... Fitri came up with what at first I though to be a positive reply. It turns out to be "positive" instead. Read her reply below....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;kak aidiah &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can get you the wii games.. but i'll chose the type of games..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;The titles available: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) wii......................................... duri.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) wii................ are-the-champion....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) wii ............... don't-want-to-buy-you-a-present&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) wii................... walk to the right... as-we-walk-to-the-left-as-we-walk-as-we-walk-as-wii-walk-all-night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) wii.................. belajar-ayat-ayat-quran&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;6) wii.............light-my-fire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;7) wii.............. berzanji&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;8) wii........... figure-out-the-puzzle. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;9) wii.............. go-go-power-rangers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;10) wii............ wish-you-a-merry-xmas....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;do inform me which one you like.. give me a call for more details of games... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;love,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wii-FiiFii&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;that's fitri for you... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;"&gt;sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- EndFragment --&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-959550221559472506?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/959550221559472506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=959550221559472506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/959550221559472506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/959550221559472506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/black-day_17.html' title='black day'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7505742785440140741</id><published>2008-09-10T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:57:23.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these days</title><content type='html'> &lt;!-- StartFragment --&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;I have been doing a lot of stuff of late...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;All work and no play makes Art a boring person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;I have 2 impromptu trips to KL recently... maybe not as impromptu as the one in May... but equally as last minute... The trip made me realise certain things... I realise that I said certain things without conviction... there were certain things that I did which I was not aware of... not that it is wrong but just that I didn't think I was that strong to have done it... and that I could actually give advise and not fear that it might be wrong. hahaha... sorry Siti if u are reading this.. some of the things I said to you I really mean it... but some of the things... mcm hard to believe that it came from me. Hahahaha…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;You see from where I came from, I am not much of the one giving advice as oppose to needing a good one. Half the time, ok make that most of the time; it was I needing an advice. But when faced with a situation that I should be the one giving it, I was shocked it came quite naturally. Seeing that you actually remembered some of what I had said, I was even more stunned. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;So anyway back to these two trips… besides what I had to do officially (yes there was another agenda besides a short getaway trip with Siti),We had so much fun travelling around in KL like locals. Taking the public transport was an eye opener. The trip to Berjaya was “scary” enough that we decide to walk back slowly to our hotel room. And yes, We stayed at Traders Hotel again. I enjoyed talking to and spending time with Siti and it was really nice having her around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;Then the following week, which was the weekend that just passed, I went to KL again… Nini was in KL this time, and I miss her so much. It was great spending time with Nini. I almost felt normal again. Those close to me will know what I mean by that. Well, besides Nor, Amin and Fizah, Nini is one of the rare few that will bring me back to earth when I venture out too far.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;Went up the Menara KL and took loads of pictures. Should have break fast at the Restaurant huh? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;"&gt;I was in office yesterday… and it felt different. I think it’s time for a change. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;Anyway, this morning when I open Safari, the homepage showed the new iPod Touch... and the 32GB goes for like $600 plus... like how cool is that?? I know of someone who had to pay $848 for the previous iPod Touch. Ouch... I think she'll kill me if she finds out. heheheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;Oh yeah... I can't stop listening to Rihanna's and Ne-yo's Hate That I Love You So and David Archuleta's Crush.... Why? And who?? Who??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- EndFragment --&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7505742785440140741?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7505742785440140741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7505742785440140741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7505742785440140741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7505742785440140741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-days.html' title='these days'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4338429869631095280</id><published>2008-09-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T02:20:54.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quickie..</title><content type='html'>HA! the title might seem a lil bit wrong kan?? esp Bulan Ramadhan nie...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I just wanna have a short update...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno how but my colleagues somehow manage to convince to sign up for the Standard Chartered Marathon this Dec... I'm running for the 10km route... orang gila je run the 21km or 42 km...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cheer me on.. I've got abt 3 mths to start preparing.. while the rest of my colleagues (who are running the 21km and 42km) have already start theirs MONTHS ago... dammit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4338429869631095280?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4338429869631095280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4338429869631095280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4338429869631095280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4338429869631095280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/09/quickie.html' title='a quickie..'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6456519948631137135</id><published>2008-08-20T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:05:19.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my life recently...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;font-family: arial;"&gt;I am so busy with work that I've forgotten how to live... sad isn't it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am so busy with things that are not important that I didn't realize that the meaningful things in my life are drifting away...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am so busy thinking about the future that I missed out on the present...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been so busy studying that I've lost all knowledge...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've so busy worrying about nothing that I've forgotten how to smile...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been trying to keep Singapore safe that I forget how to protect my interest...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been so sensitive and careful abt hurting others that I cut myself while doing it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am so into showing pple the right way that I did not realize I have no directions in life...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was busy trying to keep my friends, that in that process I "rejected" those who actually define the term "friend"...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;I have been busy looking for things that I want that I failed to see the things that I actually need that is in front of my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;I stopped looking for love knowing that love will not coming looking for me... unfortunately at the same time, I stopped loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;art othman's reflections...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;p.s: I don't have anymore space for my motorbike models... dammit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6456519948631137135?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6456519948631137135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6456519948631137135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6456519948631137135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6456519948631137135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-life-recently.html' title='...my life recently...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7266282334932423236</id><published>2008-08-14T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:24:45.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... ultimate driving machine ...</title><content type='html'>Okie... I admit... I'm GATAL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I followed my friend known as Bird, to Performance Motors... He wanted to look at the BMW Motorad... That is totally a different story... where as I was just an innocent "follower"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he enquired abt the GS 1200 Adventure... and got the information he wanted... he blamed me for bringing him there... in Nini's words "Eh HELLO....." he was the one who drove... so who brought who where??? hahahah So now the question is... October?? or January... hahahaha Choose Bird... Choose.... it's your call... all I'll be doing is pose next to it and take LOADS of pictures and pass of the bike as mine... muahahahahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I made my way to the car showroom and led myself to.... the 3 series and X3... SO PERASAN sey aku... macam real jer gi tgk kereta... anyway I took the price card(that's what they call it) to show my mum... and the X3 is for my sister... see how none of it is for me... that is how self-less I am.... (got prawn behind the stone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so weekend is coming soon... weddings again... arghs.... I still got some Malaysian Ringgit to burn.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7266282334932423236?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7266282334932423236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7266282334932423236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7266282334932423236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7266282334932423236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/ultimate-driving-machine.html' title='... ultimate driving machine ...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1501049948866358813</id><published>2008-08-12T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:45:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... URGENT ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What ever I'm going to talk abt next grant an immediate blog entry...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just open my gmail account and read news from Borders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And guess what...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TALES OF BEEDLE THE BARD will be in stores on December 4th...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YES! YES! YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kak Imee told me on saturday that it will only be sold in US... but it seems that Borders is bringing the book in... So Kak Imee.. we shall just buy it in Singapore.. Kalau nak tunggu me go US and bring the book back.. you'll only read it after 4th Jan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I LOVE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1501049948866358813?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1501049948866358813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1501049948866358813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1501049948866358813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1501049948866358813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/urgent.html' title='... URGENT ...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6686191234050849702</id><published>2008-08-10T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:00:54.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"kita singkir kan gadis itu..."</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe this is how I spent my Sunday Nights... for the past few months...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been watchin 80's malay movies... at least I can get some laughs from looking at their outfits, hairstyles and weird storylines... hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight is the Azura show... featuring Ogy Ahmad Daud and Jamal Abdillah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really cannot stand the way Jamal acts and how he deliver his lines but apparently he was the BIG lah during his time...can't stand the way he tries to act like a casanova... mana punya handsome jer... and Ogy is a good actress... but sometimes she over dramatised... well as I watched the show in my room, I am chatting with my sister over MSN and boy... can we "kutuk" them like there's no other "or-bit" 80's malay movies. But one thing my sister said that I agreed is that, their use of malay language is good. Something which we rarely get from the malay show/ variety tv/ drama by local production... that is why I guess, Sunday evenings are the only time I turn to Suria and watch the 80's movies... not because I want to laugh or what... but seriously, I believe these old shows have more qualities than the current shows right now... Of course nothing can beat the old movies by Allahyarham Tan Sri P Ramlee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These 80's movies, bring back memories and I get to watch veteran actor and actress... tlike, the Late Yusni Jaafar, Accapan, Noreen Nor, young Rahim Razali, young Ahmad Tarmimi, young Noor Kumalasari, Ebby Saiful, Datuk Shah Reza, A Galak before he became Gen(short for Sergeant) in Gerak Khas and so on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So anyway I have not been updating this blog for quite sometime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Latest news... Kak Imee and Farid finally got engaged in a quiet and small affair on our National Day... the planned wedding date has been set to sometime next year on October... That's like 2 family weddings for me next year.. well as long as it's not in November '09, I'll be fine... cos I have big plans to tour/backpack Europe in November 2009. Yeay!! Nothing's concrete yet but the time frame is confirmed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday, 03.08.08, I went for a drive along the east coast of Malaysia. I already uploaded the photos under the album Drive Up North... It was refreshing... but I aimed to do it on my own soon... hehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next month will be fasting month... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will update more when I can concentrate better.. cos half of me is watching Azura.. I can't believe it... all because of my sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Art Othman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s: if you are wondering what the title is all abt, it's a line from the Azura movie... Kental kan?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6686191234050849702?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6686191234050849702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6686191234050849702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6686191234050849702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6686191234050849702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/singkir-kan-gadis-itu.html' title='&amp;quot;kita singkir kan gadis itu...&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4713412091442521230</id><published>2008-08-07T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:44:18.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the story ...</title><content type='html'>allow me to let u guys in on my secret....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as of today... it is officially 4 weeks that I have not had a proper sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it is amazing that I am still walking around, going to office, play netball, drive here and there as if per normal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4713412091442521230?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4713412091442521230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4713412091442521230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4713412091442521230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4713412091442521230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/08/story.html' title='... the story ...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7594698787898175225</id><published>2008-07-30T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:27:06.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited</title><content type='html'>i am excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noraini just passed me my orders from amazon.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazon.com never failed me... and with that... i seriously think i SHOULD stop online shopping... dammit....&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7594698787898175225?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7594698787898175225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7594698787898175225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7594698787898175225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7594698787898175225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/excited.html' title='excited'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-744397263795549250</id><published>2008-07-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:58:26.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the little boy who was sitting at the staircase said....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I saw the man drop....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-744397263795549250?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/744397263795549250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=744397263795549250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/744397263795549250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/744397263795549250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8846363520978763622</id><published>2008-07-24T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:26:56.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>destiny's child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to watch the J Div gals play soccer against the other Div. I think they played well. Halijah wasn't around cos she had to do the night shift that day. After that we went to have dinner at Swensen's. I didn't care where I ate that night what I ate. All I wanna see is Siti Fatimah eating... that's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/42"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/4/photos/50/300x300/42/IMG-3422.JPG?et=HRMMPZpU0yfytOdC4LwYug&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;left to right:(back row) Siti Fatimah, SI Liza, Insp Khamisah and Clarissa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(front row) Maisurah, Munirah and Elfy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/37"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/4/photos/50/300x300/37/IMG-3417.JPG?et=mPlOmRXFcUSLE530Hyk,,Q&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/52"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/8/photos/50/300x300/52/IMG-3432.JPG?et=1VB6qW9tURHJLp5j+WetSQ&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/51"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/4/photos/50/300x300/51/IMG-3431.JPG?et=Pugl4MURVPzuEcL+QwmYGw&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/50"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/6/photos/50/300x300/50/IMG-3430.JPG?et=KARK7VD9RcaQf,D5cKArqQ&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/48"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/4/photos/50/300x300/48/IMG-3428.JPG?et=rUAYHkXqh13FtVsMHkDV6A&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/50/47"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/4/photos/50/300x300/47/IMG-3427.JPG?et=NNBNs,NaydteYEHH15hHaw&amp;nmid=106470409"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll update more when I upload ore photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8846363520978763622?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8846363520978763622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8846363520978763622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8846363520978763622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8846363520978763622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/destiny-child.html' title='destiny&amp;#39;s child'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5570626923049889186</id><published>2008-07-13T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:11:46.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my weekend...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's Monday... and I caught the Monday Blues Bug already...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway... I'm so bored that I feel like telling people about what I did over the weekend... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I went to fetch my mum from her workplace and then we headed down to Arab Street where we bought cloth materials for the girls for my sister's wedding that will happen in about 10mths time... then we went to Tanjong Katong Complex to send my baju hari raya... then we went to Punggol for a wedding reception...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went out with the cousins... and had dinner at Simpang Bedok... after Simpang Bedok we went to Henderson Waves to lepak... we met some insensitive Singaporeans there... no surprising though... we dun mind if u wanna bring ur pet(dog) along for the walk, but the very least u could do is use a leash and if u see a Muslim walking by, make sure your dog doesn't try to brush itself... cos it is definitely NOT cute looking at your dog chasing the Muslim around, u stupid f**k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday.... I woke up super late... then went to buy durians and then went to Mustafa centr where I go buy my toiletries for the next 2 mths or so... i spent abt $250 there. Cos i bought a addidas T-shirt and 3/4 pants... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now here I am... staring into my computer... and I do still listen to Jason Mraz 'I'm Yours', but this time I'm listening to it together with Celine Dion's "Pour Que Tu M'aimes Encore". Like they say... The French Language sounds sexy... that is if you don't understand what it means.. tak kan bila dorang maki kau pon sexy kan?? itu nama dia cari pasal babe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. before I leave... here's the French lyrics to Celine's song and below is the translation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!-- StartFragment --&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"&gt;J'ai compris tous les mots, j'ai bien compris, merci &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Raisonnable et nouveau, c'est ainsi par ici &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Que les choses ont chang, que les fleurs ont fan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Que le temps d'avant, c'tait le temps d'avant &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Que si tout zappe et lasse, les amours aussi passent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Il faut que tu saches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;M¨ºme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;J'irai chercher ton âme dans les froids dans les flammes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fallait pas commencer m'attirer me toucher &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fallait pas tant donner moi je sais pas jouer &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;On me dit qu'aujourd'hui, on me dit que les autres font ainsi &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je ne suis pas les autres &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Avant que l'on s'attache, avant que l'on se gâche &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je veux que tu saches &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Meme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;J'irai chercher ton âme dans les froids dans les flammes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je trouverai des langages pour chanter tes louanges &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je ferai nos bagages pour d'infinies vendanges &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Les formules magiques des marabouts d'Afrique &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;J'les dirai sans remords pour que tu m'aimes encore &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je m'inventerai reine pour que tu me retiennes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je me ferai nouvelle pour que le feu reprenne &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je deviendrai ces autres qui te donnent du plaisir &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vos jeux seront les nôtres si tel est ton dsir &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Plus brillante plus belle pour une autre tincelle &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Je me changerai en or pour que tu m'aimes encore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(English Translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;!-- StartFragment --&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I understood all the words, I well understood, thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Reasonable and new, that's the way here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Things have changed, that flowers get fade &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;That the time before, was the time before &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;If all zap and tire, loves also go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;You must know &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll go get your heart if you take it somewhere else &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even if in your dances others dance your hours &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll go get your soul in the colds in the flammes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll cast a spell on you for you to still love me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shouldn't begin tease me touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt; Shouldn't give so much I don't know how to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;They say that today, they say others do so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt; I'm not the others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt; Before we attach to the other, before we spoil each other&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll go get your heart if you take it somewhere else &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even if in your dances others dance your hours &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll go get your soul in the colds in the flammes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll cast a spell on you for you to still love me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll find languages to sing your praises &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll make my luggage for infinite vintages &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Magic spells from African priests &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll say them without remorse for you to still love me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll name myself queen for you to hold me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll make myself new to let the fire restart &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll become these others who give you pleasure &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your games will be ours if that's your wish &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;More brilliant more beautiful for another spark &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll change myself into gold for you to still love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- EndFragment --&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- EndFragment --&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- StartFragment --&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5570626923049889186?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5570626923049889186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5570626923049889186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5570626923049889186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5570626923049889186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-weekend.html' title='...my weekend...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4388259312311723938</id><published>2008-07-11T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:03:06.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...i'm yours...</title><content type='html'>  I always have this problem of not knowing what to write.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While walking from the carpark to my office, I usually thought of alot of things for me to say and blog it all out... but once I sit infront of my laptop... my mind went blank...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with how life has been going for me... and "Great" is not the right word... neither "Good" is...  But it has been pretty okay...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is safe to say that I have been doing crazy things recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nini left on Wednesday evening... she got a flight out of Frankfurt to Vancouver... so she left for her holiday... it didn't really sank in that she left when I woke up on Thursday morning... but then she smsed me to tell me she's in Frankfurt waiting for her connecting flight. The total flying time from SG to Vancouver via Frankfurt is a total of 29hrs (no typo error there)... I guess, by the time I enter the 20hr mark... I would have gone crazy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I collected my Course Materials yesterday. Just one main subject and on UniCore. Since I already passed my Effective Comms, I just need another few more credits... But I will still be one sem behind... doesn't matter... I'll just take my time and hope time pass quickly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in a serious need of a Holiday. hahahaha I guess everyone I know needed one... I can't go end of Oct cos Zila's getting married by then. And I'm leaving for US end of December. Still looking for the cheapest way to fly there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a Friday and I'm still stuck in office... this is one of those days where I would love to shout TGIF... but currently there is nothing much to be thankful except for the presence of family and true friends... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't get Jason Mraz's 'I'm Yours' out of my head and it has been on repeat mode on my iPod since morning... arghz...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4388259312311723938?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4388259312311723938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4388259312311723938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4388259312311723938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4388259312311723938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-yours.html' title='...i&amp;#39;m yours...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2663248117391928737</id><published>2008-07-05T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:08:15.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bitter Separation....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title of the blog entry is the name of the song I co-wrote with one of my best friends, &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=6950302"&gt;Elsa Faith&lt;/a&gt;. She's one of the best talent in Singapore and it is really sad to see her leave. But then again, she is living her dream in America now. Check her band out at www.myspace.com/souldistraction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story behind this song... is about the betrayal of a good friend and a guy friend. Whatever happened was so long ago. I got over it actually. I can't believe that I did... I liked to thank all those who have helped me through the turmoil. Some of them were right. Time do heal the wound, but then again the scar remains reminding me not to play with "fire". Although I would like to think that all is forgiven and forgotten, it's not exactly chucked in some chest and buried 7 feet under. Like all songs, this song gonna be around for a long time to remind pple not to be too trusting no matter how nice their friends are. I wrote this song in early'06, when I was doing my night shift at HQ. Hahaha... I realised last night that up till only recently, I have totally forgotten the meaning of this song. But last night when &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/feefeeheehee"&gt;Feefee&lt;/a&gt; played this song in the car, memories and emotions came flooding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I would like to say is, you should never let anyone make u feel small for when you allow that to happen, you are at the lowest point of your life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://time2moveon.multiply.com/"&gt;Siti&lt;/a&gt; asked for the lyrics of this song last night... so here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can barely breathe lately &lt;br&gt;I only reduce the time I need you &lt;br&gt;You never seemed to care at all &lt;br&gt;Never oh oh never &lt;br&gt;I can barely stand alone now &lt;br&gt;Looking outside, I know that you won't be there &lt;br&gt;My eyes are open, I look &amp; I stare &lt;br&gt;Why aren't you there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the forest &lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the sea &lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the oxygen &lt;br&gt;That we inhale in you &amp; me &lt;br&gt;That is what humans do &lt;br&gt;That is what humans do &lt;br&gt;I know who destroyed my heart &lt;br&gt;It's you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sitting alone at the dinner table &lt;br&gt;Ate quietly and crying inside &lt;br&gt;I took my time, that seems forever &lt;br&gt;Oh such a long, long time &lt;br&gt;Why did you speak when there's nothing to say? &lt;br&gt;Why did you leave, there's no door anyway? &lt;br&gt;How can you forget? &lt;br&gt;For I can't forget.. the time we shared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the forest &lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the sea &lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the oxygen &lt;br&gt;That we inhale in you &amp; me &lt;br&gt;That is what humans do &lt;br&gt;That is what humans do &lt;br&gt;I know who destroyed my heart &lt;br&gt;It's you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah we were all just friends &lt;br&gt;What happen in the end? &lt;br&gt;Yeah.. I pity the one who's with you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the forest &lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the sea &lt;br&gt;Let's destroy the oxygen &lt;br&gt;That we inhale in you &amp; me &lt;br&gt;That is what humans do &lt;br&gt;That is what humans do &lt;br&gt;I know who destroyed my heart &lt;br&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;"&gt;You can find the mp3 of the live version of this song &lt;a href="http://changeisgood.multiply.com/music/item/1/my_music"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2663248117391928737?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2663248117391928737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2663248117391928737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2663248117391928737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2663248117391928737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/bitter-separation.html' title='The Bitter Separation....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3943197939323360836</id><published>2008-07-04T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:02:50.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selfish... selfless</title><content type='html'>entah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what i got from a friend when i asked the differnece between selfish and selfless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back.... with a vengence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the club we started will not be just about one person now.. as a club... we are one... &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3943197939323360836?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3943197939323360836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3943197939323360836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3943197939323360836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3943197939323360836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/07/selfish-selfless.html' title='selfish... selfless'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7750771692297973689</id><published>2008-06-30T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T03:30:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why i hate my brother sometimes...</title><content type='html'>keeping a kitten is NOT funny...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they wake u up at 3am in the morning and expect u to play with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky for her i still have some humanity left in me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun understand why can't he just leave the kitten alone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and why i haf to offer refuge in my room... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do i feed it with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank God i dun have a baby... yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need my sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7750771692297973689?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7750771692297973689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7750771692297973689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7750771692297973689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7750771692297973689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-i-hate-my-brother-sometimes.html' title='why i hate my brother sometimes...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4160059918308375534</id><published>2008-06-24T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:36:56.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i am not telling...</title><content type='html'>i'm so glad finally i get to speak to elsa...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's more than welcome to have me at the end of the year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's hope.. this time... it happens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4160059918308375534?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4160059918308375534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4160059918308375534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4160059918308375534'/><link 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miserable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well... of course the world does not revolves around me and that everything had to do with me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in some cases... i hate not telling my friends what i really think and making a point to them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to point where they are right now not really happy with what they are facing with or going through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys know who you are and i really wished there was someyhing i could do to help you guys out of this misery you are going through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow i think that u guys should take some time off alone... i know that would work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so sorry...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-9218871823769823195?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/9218871823769823195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=9218871823769823195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/9218871823769823195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/9218871823769823195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-just-about-me.html' title='...not just about me...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-410865245500205837</id><published>2008-06-18T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:38:17.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...VeRy CuTe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have been busy recently... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;So as I was looking thru some recent photographs of my family... and also the fact that I might have forgotten how some of my cousins looked like... I came across this picture... hahahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/2/photos/5/300x300/14/IMG_1478.JPG?et=vhCzTKZmbwFeVQqKbsv80w&amp;nmid=16892007" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just look at Kak Imee's face... so white and tembam... hahahahahahaha!!!!! mintak kenna cubit!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-410865245500205837?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/410865245500205837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=410865245500205837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/410865245500205837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/410865245500205837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-cute.html' title='...VeRy CuTe...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3467282220594734787</id><published>2008-06-15T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:44:49.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>i will make this a quick as possible..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been a hectic week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be very very free and lonely this coming week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know if i should be happy or sad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this sucks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3467282220594734787?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3467282220594734787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3467282220594734787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3467282220594734787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3467282220594734787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4138914643153152035</id><published>2008-06-10T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:25:50.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happen was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Yesterday... I met up with Halijah(bride to be)... we went to visit some graves since she told me she needed to go to the cemetary before her wedding... after that we went to bencoolen to print her berkat tags... since to print them in sticker form is damn expensive.. (what the hell is wrong with pple?? $16 per page???) halijah printed the tags on normal paper and she will cut them on her own... Since my sister is an avid scrap booker, she have this big paper cutting 'thing' at home and i offer to lend it to halijah for her 'project'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;We then went back to her place and started to cut the paper... MAK DATUK... punya lah banyak... and there was two of us... so i do believed slow and steady wins the race... I cannot tahan anymore and made Irah to rush down with the rest of the girls... well they were already on their way... cos they wanted to surprise halijah and we had this small bbq at halijah void deck.. hehehe... let's me do a head count... Me, Irah, Rafidah, Nora, Sahida n siti fatimah... hehehehe then Nini and Sheeta joined us too... so sweet right?? mcm girls night out tapi cannot go far far cos the bride have to be near the house at 100 metres radius... hahahaha or maybe less i dunno... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Then I had to go collect my car from CCK cos the rest just got back from KL.. and I pinjam Kak Imee's Piccy. So after I collected my car we made our way to West Coast Mac. in three different cars... Ira drove, Kak Teem drove n me.. the other two cars went to Clementi Police Stn to meet up with Erin... sq 7 had a small reunion... hehehehe then I secretly fetched feefee to surprise Nini... anyway at MacD... ALL OF US.... helped to cut out the tags... there was Siti Fatimah... Sahidah... Irah... Me... Fitri... Nini and Sheeta... hahahaha we had to borrow scissors from MacD and search our cars for "miracle" scissors...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/2/photos/46/300x300/4/10-06-08_0341.jpg?et=yQ7gOStn+4aAGYawqw8ejw&amp;nmid=100439787"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/2/photos/46/300x300/2/10-06-08_0338.jpg?et=6nC2XN7wadOcHWX6b1ajGw&amp;nmid=100439787"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/2/photos/46/300x300/3/10-06-08_0340.jpg?et=vg7,IYXDWDU3jKRMvTaIHw&amp;nmid=100439787"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;From top: Siti Fatimah, Sahidah and Munirah doing their part.... as the bridesmaids&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.changeisgood.multiply.com/image/3/photos/46/300x300/1/10-06-08_0342.jpg?et=6mmKe7ofoBmtSbi3vs4ixQ&amp;nmid=100439787"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Sheeta taking a break from cutting the tags... Nini (not in pic) next to her, took over the scissors and started her "shift" of cutting the tags...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I didn't get a shot of Fitri cos she was busy cutting the big sized paper into strips... and she refused to have her picture taken... pasal pantang larang catwoman.. hahahaha.. after that we went to cheese prata shop for breakfast where fitri fed us with JOKES JOKES AND JOKES... my stomach has done enough exercising to last me a week... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;haiz.. it was a fine night.. to top it off... Netherlands 3 - 1 Italy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;cheers guys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4138914643153152035?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4138914643153152035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4138914643153152035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4138914643153152035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4138914643153152035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-happen-was.html' title='what happen was...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6031885882601801462</id><published>2008-06-08T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:04:43.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why certain things happen...</title><content type='html'>I love fitri aka feefee aka fiefie aka fifi aka catwoman KL...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can come up with the most random thoughts at the the most random time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will come up with the most random logical answer or explanation for when something weird happen... esp when it happened to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can make u laugh at the most innocent expression that appear on her face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she can make ur stomach burst with just a smile cos u knew she's thinking of something funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Nofy aka Elsa aka Noor aka Minah Awesome Kesom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the coolest philosopher in my world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the only one who can say things to me and I won't get offended...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the only one who I can trust my life with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She the furthest from me... yet she the first person to be around me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Noraini aka Nor aka erm...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the younger sister I never had...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the next person who can scold me and say mean things to me and yet I won't retaliate or argue cos most of the time she's right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the only one who makes me shiver when she is about to start reprimanding me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the only one who can claim to have help me go thru all kinds of emotional roller coaster...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Siti Fatimah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her presence calm me down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her thoughts confused me... in a good way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her timing is always right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok... I'm chatting with feefee right now... and she's doing this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to recognize pple who hate you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) They are usually hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) Their names are usually Feefee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C) They call you a maid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D) They call your mobile and asked if you provide maid services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E) They are Aidiah's friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Chapter 8 for the book she's writing... it's like a guide book... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 1: How clean a house properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 2: How to speak fluent B I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 3: How to hail.. *i shall not continue*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 4: How to cope with life when you name sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 5: How to be vague about being mad at people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 6: How to tanam sayur sawi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 7: How to tanam sayur sawi when it doesn't really relate to your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chap 8: --see above--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6031885882601801462?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6031885882601801462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6031885882601801462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6031885882601801462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6031885882601801462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-certain-things-happen.html' title='why certain things happen...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7768288348155834328</id><published>2008-06-06T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:09:21.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two years ago today...</title><content type='html'>I still do miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I was never close to him.. but his absence is greatly felt at family gatherings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of him every so often that I do actually made monthly visits to his grave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention on that fateful day was to go catch a movie... and then report to work at night... but ur demise left me shocked that the next time I caught a movie was abt a year later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Didi... I really do miss you... May you reast in peace and be with orang2 yg beriman... &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7768288348155834328?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7768288348155834328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7768288348155834328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7768288348155834328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7768288348155834328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-years-ago-today.html' title='two years ago today...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8594036583000578988</id><published>2008-05-31T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:55:18.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a chill pill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I wonder how...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Some pple can claim that they are humble when they are not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I think u noe who I am talking abt... hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;So anyway... here's a proper blog update...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I met Shidah for lunch the other day... and she asked why my blog have been 'jiwang' of late... how do I answer her???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Last Sunday I hang out with Amin, Nor and Fizah... we went to eat at Waraku Japanese Restaurant at Marina Square... It has been ages since we last met... we did a lot of catching up... I really really do miss them alot... them and their antics... hehehehe I miss listening to Fizah's lame jokes. I miss Amin and his expressive views.. and I miss Nor's motherly love and advice to the three of us... hahahaha We went to lepak at Coffee Bean after that.. and a two other peeps joined us there.. and I enjoyed their company...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;The rest of the week has been pretty much abt work and I do not want to talk abt Wednesday night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8594036583000578988?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8594036583000578988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8594036583000578988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8594036583000578988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8594036583000578988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-chill-pill.html' title='take a chill pill'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2810492699419419624</id><published>2008-05-21T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T04:15:30.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have so much to think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my head is in a fucking mess ah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;too much information and observations in one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am so glad that fizah is back... kinda make me feel better that she's nearer now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;talked to nor last night.. and then talked to fizah tonite... somehow they knew that i will always listen and ponder on what they have to say... no matter how accurate they are or insensitive.. they knew i will actually listen to them... hahaha... I love them both so much... and of cos i love amin too for he will always be diplomatic and neutral about everything but will drop hints of what he really think... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i just hope that whatever decision i've come to at the end of the day.. will benefit me and my frenship with nor, fizah and amin and the other pple in the world... they know how passionate i can get about something... for example my love towards VW Golf GTi... and BMW 625i...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i treasure every friendship i had... and it hurts a lot that some should end... but it does not mean i have forgotten to good times we had... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh man... i sure do need to clear my mind.. and to think exams are over... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why can't i just be normal and not have anything to think abt.. why?? because normal pple are smart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i should have just dropped everything and left when i had the chance... i just want to make music... music makes the world goes round...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2810492699419419624?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2810492699419419624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2810492699419419624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2810492699419419624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2810492699419419624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-so-much-to-think.html' title='i have so much to think...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8741115575673721830</id><published>2008-05-20T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:38:19.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>india... this june???</title><content type='html'>i am planning to go india this june... i know it's a bit last minute... but i really need this getaway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a place in mind.. delhi.... and my mum's fren have no qualms abt having me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need $$$... anyone wanna sponsor my flight tix??? hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak... hint hint....&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8741115575673721830?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8741115575673721830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8741115575673721830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8741115575673721830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8741115575673721830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/india-this-june.html' title='india... this june???'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5132492877123046402</id><published>2008-05-16T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:33:48.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suasana yang sepi</title><content type='html'>okie... now that exams is temporarily over... and i have some breather before going back to work... *knocks head on the table* i shall have the weekend for a proper relaxation...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last weekend... not so good... my head was in a mess and so was my heart... but had to leave town for official purposes... u can't believe how many different emotions i had to go thru in one night.. it's a wonder that i'm not already crazy by now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this week is getting better ah... with exams over and stuff... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am currently facing a problem where i can't stop smiling cos i am contented.. and also i can't stop worrying cos i am worried... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't get a certain song out of my head... hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5132492877123046402?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5132492877123046402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5132492877123046402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5132492877123046402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5132492877123046402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/suasana-yang-sepi.html' title='suasana yang sepi'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8032103297346797561</id><published>2008-05-13T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:11:21.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...dreams...</title><content type='html'>I am very very very tired...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no more energy... I need something to keep the fire in me going... I can barely think... I want to get everything done and over with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wanted the freedom to pack up and leave...  but that is very irresponsible of me right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry... for being melancholy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8032103297346797561?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8032103297346797561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8032103297346797561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8032103297346797561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8032103297346797561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreams.html' title='...dreams...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1983924441834567344</id><published>2008-05-12T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:47:37.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>report you location please...</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been thinking alot...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was told to set my priorities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to consider these facts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I do not have a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I do not have time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I am consumed with work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am lacking of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I love my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But your presence made me confused... where do I place you? Why did you even appear in the first place? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1983924441834567344?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1983924441834567344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1983924441834567344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1983924441834567344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1983924441834567344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/report-you-location-please.html' title='report you location please...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2670584837506335743</id><published>2008-05-09T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:08:08.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my turn to leave</title><content type='html'>wrong abt you&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrong abt us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrong abt them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrong abt him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wrong abt her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but basically this blog is abt you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am leaving for KL now... with my colleagues... we pray for the best for you... we are still here for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2670584837506335743?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2670584837506335743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2670584837506335743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2670584837506335743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2670584837506335743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-turn-to-leave.html' title='my turn to leave'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-655873164583915858</id><published>2008-05-07T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:19:54.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penakut</title><content type='html'>Ok.. I have my moments lah...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at one point i can be as strong as WWE Wrestlers... and at one point I can just as scared as a mouse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM AT HOME ALONE ON MY STUDY LEAVE!!! AND OF ALL DAYS... it has to rain today!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THUNDERS AND LIGHTNINGS!!!! *let's sing Cranberries Daffodill's Lament* ARGHZ!!!!! TAKOT!!! KAKAK BALIK CEPAT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway... abt the previous entry... I'm not angry or pissed lah... I actually LOL when I think about it... you guys know what i mean... like typical lah gitu kan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Kak Imee and Kak Eity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-655873164583915858?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/655873164583915858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=655873164583915858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/655873164583915858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/655873164583915858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/penakut.html' title='penakut'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6657526448436996711</id><published>2008-05-04T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T16:57:26.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;People who are close to me know that I do not like the idea of window shopping... and when I go out to do shopping... I really do buy stuff... cos that is the way pple should shop... go out... look for what you need/want and buy. I do not understand how some people go out and look for one shop to another looking at the same but different things and going back to the first shop and then buy it finally. I think it's a total waste of time. This whole issue would have been different I had been a rich man/woman's daughter. Or am married to a rich man and is living live like a tai-tai. I would get one of those Segways and "walked" the length of Ochard Rd on it, doing some window shopping. I also think the term window shopping should be for those who wants to buy a new window.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;So where am I going from here. Yesterday was a nice warm breezy Saturday morning. And my sister asked me to go Starbucks with her for coffee/raspberry cream frap(on my part). She wanted to see the wedding card design I did for her. She suggested the Starbucks at Woodlands Civic Centre but I suggest the Starbucks next to the 24hours Swensens at Orchard Road. Me and my big mouth. What was suppose to be a chill out session between two sisters turn out to be a window shopping session with the rest of the lepakgang. Kak Imee and Farid joined us first followed by Aiman and Izza. But of cos there were eating sessions in between which I look forward too. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;In the end I bought a new card holder at Fossil and Laptop casing from ProjectShop. I also bought Aiman a new wallet to replace his Happy Feet wallet. We had Lunch at Puncak at Far East and then we shopped at Wisma and then to Paragon. Kak Imee wanted to look for a new handbag. Iwan and Dayanah came to join us only at Paragon. They were from KKH visiting Rauf who’s down with HFMD… so kesian right? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;Dayanah came up with a new dance while we were resting at Paragon. Hahaha.. the best part when Kak Imee, Izza and Dayanah lined up and start to do the dance together. Will upload the video clip soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;We had dinner at Swensens. Initially we wanted to go have desert and cakes (OoooHhh I LOVEEE CAKE – majorie dawes) at Bakerzin but apparently they don’t have the capacity to sit 9 people in one sitting. That is what the staff told Kak Imee, so we left and went to Swensens instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;After dinner we went for a Round of bowling at Civil Service Club. I didn’t play cos I was tired and I had to work the following day, which is today. I brought my laptop along cos I don’t have access to computers in HQ. I am super sleepy now and very tired as I have to do 6 hours of shift. Can you believe it? 6 hours when usually it’s suppose to be only 2 hours. Makan hati you know. But I brought some notes along for me to read lah but I end up re-reading Harry Potter instead. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;I am so excited about the KL trip. I really hope that the meeting goes well. I hope this is the turning point of my career. Cheyz… mcm real ajer aku nie. Hahahaha… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;Alrighty then. I’m not working tomorrow and will upload al pictures possible including my sister’s engagement and yesterday’s outing. Ciaoz!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6657526448436996711?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6657526448436996711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6657526448436996711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6657526448436996711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6657526448436996711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheated.html' title='cheated...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1213148792564691255</id><published>2008-05-03T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:55:14.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the inevitable attack of the construction workers</title><content type='html'>They came from all directions possible.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right outside my window... from building the covered walkway and also estate upgrading.. every bloody morning!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today a new noise came from another source. The unit above mine... the irritatin drilling sound...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two more days and I'm going on my study leave. After that will be my exams... and then.. a short work trip to KL... hehehez...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1213148792564691255?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1213148792564691255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1213148792564691255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1213148792564691255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1213148792564691255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/inevitable-attack-of-construction.html' title='the inevitable attack of the construction workers'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2942491046175039700</id><published>2008-05-01T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:12:55.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think.. think.. think..</title><content type='html'>It has been a good week...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't stop smiling since the start of the week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okie.. now allow me to land on earth safely... hehehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I have been busy lah... with work... wat else?? and now exams is looming around the corner... so scary.. muahahahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... will update more later... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be going to KL end of the month!! yeslah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2942491046175039700?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2942491046175039700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2942491046175039700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2942491046175039700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2942491046175039700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/05/think-think-think.html' title='think.. think.. think..'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3273661084294929006</id><published>2008-04-24T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:39:22.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the trouble with art and feefee....</title><content type='html'>yeah I seem to have a lot to say tonite...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here i am sitting with feefee and i just finished handing in my TMA... wat a relief. Now must study hard for exams... haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feefee and I came up with a Gameshow concept... nama gameshow kami adalah.. Gameshow tak ada modal... hahahaha I would love to put up some of the questions that will be asked during our "gameshow" but it sound better said than written... hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laughed non stop... we also have Complete the Pantun segment... hehehehe Jawab Soalan Yang Tak Ada Modal... Segment Mari Mencari Bala.... ( aka Where's Wally?) hehehehe.. Segment Best Entrance by a Wrestler Jadi-Jadian....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes... we are that crappy... if only we could someone who would pay us for these ideas... Google?? Fremantle??? heheehe WWE???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go back to KL... I WANT I WANT!!!!! I can here Hotel Maya calling out to me... ooohh.. that's scary.... hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3273661084294929006?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3273661084294929006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3273661084294929006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3273661084294929006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3273661084294929006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/trouble-with-art-and-feefee.html' title='the trouble with art and feefee....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-2944278382997404925</id><published>2008-04-24T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:28:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a shame</title><content type='html'>I can't help it anymore.. I've been stopping myself for far too long... I just have to finally let it out. I'm just disappointed like how some known pple here in Singapore wanna challenge Siti Nurhaliza's English... If you can speak it... please don't blog in it. It is sad how simple English escape her brains... I have to add that my English is not perfect nor wonderful. But I on the other hand, can speak it and when I blog in it, I make sure my tense and verbs are in the correct place... I'm the one reading it... et I feel so ashamed.. hahaha I don't know why? Are u going to make Bad English your trademark? Or are you going to simply allow other pple stereotype that artiste or not smart. I know some artist who are really smart, who can be working as professional yet the want to give their talent a chance. Of cos they are good looking too... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if you would ever read my blog.. but please if you do and you know I'm talking abt you... please.. blog in your mother tongue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not mocking Siti Nurhaliza, if anything, I'm one of her biggest fan, but there are some things which we, Siti's fans, have to accept. She might not be the Real Fashionista or the Best English Speaking Artist in the entire world, but it is those little things that make pple look at her and have something to talk about and discuss over tea/coffee. No matter how much you don't like Siti, I'm sure at one point you have sang along to one of her tunes or even secretly watching her videos on Youtube... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahaha... Anyway... I guess the person's English might have been so bad that Kak Imee had advised me to read her blog and laugh at her atrocious English one day, when i had a really bad day at work. Kak Imee... u ah... ish ish ish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-2944278382997404925?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/2944278382997404925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=2944278382997404925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2944278382997404925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/2944278382997404925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-shame.html' title='what a shame'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8864353056324632506</id><published>2008-04-19T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:36:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding V1.0</title><content type='html'>Many thanks to those who were at my house for my sister's engagement... esp to Mak long, Pak long, Wak, Ngah, Mak Unggal, Pak Unggal, Abah Didi, Mak Uteh, Bibik Eton, Ibu, Mama Leha for being around... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praises to Allah, for making everything ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister is officially engaged to Jumari... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad thing was, in the middle of the ceremony, I received a phone call which requires me to go back to office... which i eventually did... but only in the evening after most of the guest had left. lucky for me there was still some pple in the office... hehehe i wasn't alone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Kak Imee and Farid... Thank You for being the make-up artist and also the photographer respectively... hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for next June!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8864353056324632506?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8864353056324632506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8864353056324632506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8864353056324632506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8864353056324632506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedding-v10.html' title='Wedding V1.0'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7725776069538401174</id><published>2008-04-17T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:29:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.7</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow event maybe the even that could make my parents the happiest people on earth... Of cos it's my grandfather 8th death anniversary... but it is also the day my Sister will be engaged to Jumari... aiyoh... do i have to call him abang Jumari or something... i wonder... let see what happens next...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought my mum for her check up this morning at Tan Tock Seng Hospital... and the good news is... she's off the medication for good now!! and also... we found the Sup Kambing stall at geylang.. now i can go back to having my Sup Kambing at night.. hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to get extra batteries for the digi-cameras at Cathay Photo... I was snooping around to see if I can get good bargains for a second hand flash... but there seem to be none... so i asked kak imee if i can borrow her friend's flash... but due to unforeseen circumstances... she manage to convince me once again to get our own flash.. okie.. I'll call it Speedlite now.. hehehe... and me somehow manage to convince my mum to sponsor us some $$ for the speedlite... hehehe I'll have to see if i can get a good bargain for a new lens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U must be wondering wat the 3.7 means... it was the reading of my mum's blood sugar level. this morning during her check up... too low for someone with diabetes... that is because she haven't had her breakfast yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait to meet Kak Imee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7725776069538401174?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7725776069538401174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7725776069538401174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7725776069538401174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7725776069538401174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/37.html' title='3.7'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8887955744237206974</id><published>2008-04-15T06:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T10:16:22.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the short trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;On the morning of 13 April, I made my way to the harbor station. I had to catch a bus to Kuala Lumpur. My sister had to drive me downtown. I was nervous and excited at the same time. The last time I felt this way was back in 2000 when I left Singapore for &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Australia. Again I was alone this time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Upon reaching the harbor, I exchange my confirmation slip for my boarding pass. I was on my way. My sister walked with me to the bus. And watched me board it. As I wave goodbye, I started to miss my car. I have no idea what is ahead of me. Will this trip change my life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;I have never made such big decisions before. Yes, to some this is just like a weekend trip. But to me, it’s a milestone. My route to independence. If I can do this now, I can do anything later. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;One of my life long dreams under Concert/Live Performance Section, has always been watching Celine Dion perform. Well to name a few, I would love to watch U2, Aretha Franklin, Radiohead, Beyonce and many others. Having watched No Doubt, The Cranberries, Travis, Coldplay(twice!!), I feel the need to catch The Diva live in Concert. I was disappointed when I found out she’s not stopping over in Singapore. The decision was made about 5 days before her concert in KL commences. My colleague, had friends in KL who was also going for the concert. So I jump on the bandwagon. I really appreciate the help they have offered so far. I booked the bus to leave Singapore in the morning and then catch her concert and get back home on the same day. But I manage to change the dates for my courses, and decide that I could afford to have the time to stay over in KL for the night. So I’m staying at the Renaissance Hotel, situated at the junction of Jalan Sultan Ismail and Jalan Ampang. Was there for a family holiday back in December 2006. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;I took a walk around KLCC once I reached KL as I still had time to kill before I had to checked in at 2pm. I bought some food, drinks and magazines to keep myself entertained till evening time. But after 30min of walking around I got tired and took a slow walk to Renaissance Hotel. I wished I had booked a room at Hotel Maya instead, just so I don’t have to walk more, but it’s worth the walk lah. Cos it will cost me a bomb to stay at Maya. Hahaha.. I’m still a cheapskate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Had a short power nap once I checked in. I don’t know why but I didn’t take as many pictures on this trip as I thought I would normally. Maybe I do’t have my camwhoring kaki’s. Well Fizah called me from her hotel room. She was lonely and her meeting will only start at 6pm. If she weren’t so far away… I would have taken another short walk to her hotel. Farkha told me it would cos me about RM30 and abt 30mins to go to Shah Alam. And to get back in KL will talk longer because of the jam. Oh God… the jam… I have no idea how it was when people told me the jam in Singapore isn’t as bad as the jams in Bangkok, Jakarta, Kuala Lumpur and so on… I have sent traffic in Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur and heard about traffic in Jakarta from Nini… 6 hours in a jam??? I would have killed myself if I was the driver. But I really do like the drivers here. I would like to describe it as they drive their cars dangerously safe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And they never fail to give way, unlike those moron drivers in the LionCity. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;So Farkha fetched me from the hotel at about 6pm. And we proceeded to Stadium Merdeka. The next stress momet I went thru was to find parking. Totally in a world of it’s own. It’s sort of messy but somehow they make it work. Had it been in Singapore, I bet the Traffic Police had a field day “saman-ing” people. Just like the Maroon 5 concert. I can’t believe I got fine for $30 bucks. Was hoping those morons(United Premas of some crap) had some compassion left but NO! They do not.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know they don’t have quotas or shit but the more they saman, they better for them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Then we went to collect the tickets. I felt like a school again when I got star struck. HEY!!! IT WAS FARAH FAUZANA OKIE???!!! I like… and oh yes.. FAZURA TOO!! Hahahaha… okie.. I guess a few of my friends who reads this like start laughing and I WILL NOT HEAR THE END OF IT from u guys… but what the heck… I deserve all these… I’ve been working my ass off and it goes unappreciated. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Let’s get to the concert part… there is no word I this world that can dscribe the performance given by Celine Dion. It was SO DAMN GOOD!!! Fabulous… Incredible… I don’t know. I just want to tell those who did not go for her concert, What. A. Waste. Seriously. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;The lighting, the sound, the music, the dancers, the visuals and last but not least the Diva her self. KUDOS TO ALL OF THEM. Celine Dion is GOOD… GOOD GOOD GOOD… I’m still mesmerise by her voice… it was a live performance and she sounds good… hahahah SERIOUSLY.. I can’t stop rambling about it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Called Kak Imee twice during the show. But towards the end when she sang the French song, no network was available. Fizah called me in the middle of the show, and halfway through the conversation she realise that I was at the concert and she went “Oh my God. Is that Her? Celine Dion?” and I told her yes and I would call her back later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;After the concert we went to Pelita Nasi Khandar. Watched the Soccer match for abit. I was there for all three goals. HEHEHEHE… Anis’ Kampong Boys didn’t let us down. Anis and Umi drove me back to the hotel. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;Well the only downside about this trip was that slightly before the concert, my right hand started to tremble. Like shaking… I thought it was because I met many “famous” people or the fact that I was finally going to catch Celine Dion!!! But when it didn’t stop after the concert, it raises some serious concern from me. I hope everything will be okay. Will get this shaking hand to the doctor’s for a check. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;I really enjoyed my trip to KL this weekend. Would have loved to stay on for another night and play futsal but I need some medical attention to my hand. The company was great. The late night chat with Fizah on the phone was good. We both can’t sleep. Hahaha… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;I would like to give my many thanks to Umi, Anis, Farkha and Dek Ju. Was really afraid of what was to come for me when I left for KL on Sunday. But well it turned out okay and I did have fun with you all. Sorry if I had troubled you all with my presence. Please do come to Singapore soon guys. I’ll give u all a treat you all wont forget. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;To Irah: Hey babe.. Thanks eh.. for being the middle person. Aku ingat tugas2 middle man ni hanya during zaman purba. Sekarang pon ader. Nasib baik kau nyer services free-of-charge. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;To Halijah and Irah: Thank You for keeping my entertain while I’m on the bus. Sesungguhnya orang lain semua ingat aku gila asyik tersengih je baca sms. Aku tak akan lupa the most important reminder from Halijah. Tapi saying, as luck would have it, dia taken lah. Aku abit disappointed but what the heck, I had fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;As I look out my coach window, I can see Mt Ophir on my left. Still waiting for me to come visit her once again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-GB"&gt;To my heart: Hey dear, you got broken again? Well it’s okie. We’ll go through this together. Like always. We’ll pick ourselves up and move on right? No.6 still pretty open right. Let’s hope and pray.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Okie... I know you all expect more pictures... but i was serious when i said i did not take many pics...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8887955744237206974?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8887955744237206974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8887955744237206974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8887955744237206974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8887955744237206974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/short-trip.html' title='the short trip'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-851111468199685750</id><published>2008-04-12T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:32:52.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change of plans and some updates</title><content type='html'>hehehe nothing much has changed... still going to KL... still going alone... the only thing that has changed is the fact that I'll be spending the night in KL... cos I don't really trust bus driver's night driving... So I'm coming back on Monday evening instead...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be putting up at Renaissance Hotel... then coming back to Singapore on the 4.30pm bus... Will request for a late check out... Might go around KLCC to get some stuff first... hehehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This still has not sunken in yet... that I'll be going to Celine Dion's Concert... hmmmp... I might be having a mini culture shock as going for a concert overseas is not the same as going for a concert here in Singapore... But I'll get used to it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some home news... the sister is getting engaged soon... like within this week... Yeay!!! Then Parents 30th Anniversary too.... and Kak Imee doing well in her new Job at Cherie Hearts though we are all expecting to see less of her... *she wanted to come along for Celine Dion's concert but she can't take leave or something* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought myself a new wallet... and still eyeing that Tag Heuer which I might just buy when I get my NEXT bonus... so maybe later today I'll just buy the white Casio G-Shock... hehehe... have I mentioned I bought a wireless mouse? Despite bad review about wireless mouse.. So far.. I am having NO problems with it.. we'll see in time to come... how it goes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to upload random pictures but... too lazy lah... and have to get ready to go out... so.. ciaoz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-851111468199685750?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/851111468199685750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=851111468199685750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/851111468199685750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/851111468199685750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/change-of-plans-and-some-updates.html' title='change of plans and some updates'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1903385959090842655</id><published>2008-04-08T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:54:26.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a trip on my own.. thank you mum</title><content type='html'>this might come as a surprise.. even to myself.. hehehehe.. so far the only pple who knows... are.. my mum... and irah.. and i wuold like to thank Irah for helping me liase with her friends in KL... heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so adamant about going to Celine Dion's Concert in KL... that I think God gave a sign by postponing the concert to 13 April 2008. That will allow me to go for a day trip... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already booked my bus tix online... will be going of from Harborfront via Aeroline Bus Service... A convenient way to Fly.. Leaving at 7.30am... I should be in KL by 1pm... or later.. it doesn't matter... the concert starts at 8pm.. but my only concern is that... my bus trip back to Singapore is at 11.30pm. will the concert end by then... even if it does... can i make it to corus hotel in time from merdeka stadium... arghz... i'm so stress... but it doesn't matter. I'll just make this another impromtu trip I had with sab and zila in kota tinggi... hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these means... I have to file my income Tax by this friday... haiz... HELP ME PLEASE SOMEONE... how do i claim for my life insurance and school fees?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i have to at least write 1000 words for my essay... which I think I might not have a problem... but see how lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys wish me a safe trip... and to enjoy the concert...&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1903385959090842655?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1903385959090842655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1903385959090842655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1903385959090842655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1903385959090842655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/trip-on-my-own-thank-you-mum.html' title='a trip on my own.. thank you mum'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1644635929815394743</id><published>2008-04-06T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:41:22.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to share?</title><content type='html'> So much for not telling other pple... then again... it's her news to tell... hahahah&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when she was telling Iwan and Dayanah... the moment the news came out from her mouth.. from outside the window which was threatening to rain since morning... the thunder sounds... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so happy... i have till next june to lose some weight.. IT'S A LOT OF WEIGHT!!!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1644635929815394743?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1644635929815394743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1644635929815394743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1644635929815394743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1644635929815394743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-to-share.html' title='time to share?'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1849308486967383445</id><published>2008-04-01T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:22:41.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picking up my life again...</title><content type='html'>This weekend...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how to describe... But I feel happy cos I did not go out... I was at home with mum and dad (sis in KL and bro at chalet)... the only exception was I had to go back to work on Saturday... but only to eat Curry Bun... my colleagues would understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was spent at home with mum... and Iwan and Dayanah came.. we studied and did our assignment... and eat alot.. Bibik didn't stop putting food on the table.. so we didn't stop munching... hahahaha... the food did finally stop... after the tea incident... hahaha I never seen my long dining table so messy and full of laptops before.. last time.. it was just my bro who uses it to study... now it's school holiday for him... so the table is quite empty... only during weekends when i use it to study lah... I hope to make this a weekly thingy... so that i won't go out and spend money unnecesarily...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have not file my income tax.. i need to do the claiming for school fees and insurance stuff... but not too sure how to do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then on Monday I'm working night so in the day I had some rest time... stayed home... and had a good sleep... then tuesday morning... after work i went to Ibu's stall... and spend some time with my aunties... It has been a while since I last met them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw... I got some good news... but can't share it with pple yet... must wait.. wah lauz.. so much for freedom of speech... i might be stress with work and school and stuff but nothing can beat the news i got on sunday night... heheheh I'm so happy... i forgot all my trouble for a moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1849308486967383445?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1849308486967383445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1849308486967383445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1849308486967383445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1849308486967383445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/04/picking-up-my-life-again.html' title='picking up my life again...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-4935684926027933554</id><published>2008-03-29T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T17:42:51.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabaria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noraini'/><title type='text'>secret stash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/speccourse2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/speccourse2001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe and am pretty sure that I am the only one with the hardcopy of this picture... this was taken about 7 years ago at Amoy Quee Camp during Specialist Course. Look at how they have grown.... Ok. at least look at how I have grown... hahaha but Praises to God that I do not have that weird centre parting hair anymore... mUahahahaAhahaha WTH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-4935684926027933554?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/4935684926027933554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=4935684926027933554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4935684926027933554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/4935684926027933554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-believe-and-am-pretty-sure-that-i-am.html' title='secret stash'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1413602404826073179</id><published>2008-03-27T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:17:26.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ultimate breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;right... so i was in my room.. minding my business... doing my school assignment.. but nothing was flowing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that was when... my right hand just shove everything away from the table and down to the floor... but i was still sane enuff not to throw my macbook down... i'm just so fed up with everything that is going on in my life right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm just so very tired... i just cannot take it anymore.. there is just too much for me to handle... and little did i noe i was about to blow my top... no warning.. it just happen... now i need to clean up the mess that i made earlier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm so tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm so stressed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm so giving up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have no idea what i want anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for what i need is not within my reach....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you irah and halijah... thanks for the short but yet needed break.... thanks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-1413602404826073179?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1413602404826073179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1413602404826073179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1413602404826073179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1413602404826073179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/ultimate-breakdown.html' title='the ultimate breakdown'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-6711879231582623697</id><published>2008-03-26T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:07:12.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the concerts</title><content type='html'>Okie.. I wanted to talk abt the two concerts I went... but i'm not... well.. at least not now... for now i wanna grieve!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT ABLE TO ATTEND CELINE DION CONCERT IN KL... firstly.. it's in KL.. next.. it's in the middle of the week... and I have to attend court on the day before and the day after the concery.. how weak is that??? I can't believe that I'm not able to watch the living diva perform... come on peeps... laugh all you want at me.. but i'm sure once in ur life before u caught ur self singing her song or the least humming My Heart Will Go On... you dun bedek k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope I can go to USA... the only thing that is left for me to look forward too....&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-6711879231582623697?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/6711879231582623697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=6711879231582623697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6711879231582623697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/6711879231582623697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/concerts.html' title='the concerts'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-1367245968296344822</id><published>2008-03-25T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:20:01.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why we need flamingoes in our lives....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG_2361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m286/nurul_aidiah/IMG_2361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just felt the need to add this photo.... I LOVE THEM BOTH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my flamingoes...&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/5342076945733923345-1367245968296344822?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/1367245968296344822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=1367245968296344822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1367245968296344822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/1367245968296344822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-we-need-flamingoes-in-our-lives.html' title='why we need flamingoes in our lives....'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-7261370459065174656</id><published>2008-03-19T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:33:54.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>not asking for much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hey.. usually when my topic sounds like that... it's very much the opposite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okie... I'm so excited... hehehe I casually mention to my mum my intention of visiting nofy end of the year... here's how its goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me: Mak, I'm going to US end of the year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mak: Bila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me: Nov - Dec gitu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mak: *silence* (maybe she would have wanted to kill me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so... silence.. what does that means?? Does it means 'yes' or 'no'? Me being me... will take it as a Unhappy Yes. Mabbe dlm hati dia, dia cakap "Mcm ye-ye aje anak aku nie... nak gi US jauh2..." haahaha... buat fitnah pulak aku ni.. hahaha so I'm hype... so freaking hype... plus there might be events in Nov where I would wanna avoid... and some other events in December which I don't really feel like going... Well... maybe I shouldn't get too excited... another 8 mths to go... lot of things can happen in 8 mths... I could die... plus I might not get that plane tix due to lack of sponsors... the return tix to portland,oregon on northwest airline will set me back $1770.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;next topic I wanna talk about is totally out of this world.. at the very least my world... I saw the most gorgeous thing ever on monday... I was out with some friends to meet for a last minute dinner (my OCI let me off early).. then my friends wanted to buy handbag and we headed to DFS opposite Far East... then we went into LV.. as my friend was browsing the catalogue... I had to kaypo2 go and see the page where it had the iPod casing... I totally fall in love with it... you see.. those who know me.. knows that I'm not into this kinda things... Now... i can't stop thinking about it... So i asked the guy the cost of the casing... arghz.. it's over my budget by $30 bucks... okie.. i'm not paying a dime more than $400 for it... i'm still crazy abt it... we'll see how the performance bonus goes... maybe i might just get it.. next month... or if any kind soul who has $430 to spare... I don't mind one... it's the iPod Widescreen Casing Damier canvas... but it's okie if i don't get it.. it's not like i'm some kind of spoilt bitch who must have all the things that she wants... *sometimes only lah* my current casing is still very much in order and it is from a very dear dear friend... who is also a member of an impulsive buying and no restraint club set up in 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oooohh..... and i went marc by marc jacobs too... they got some really nice handbags... and bottega veneta... i like the interior though... and the salesperson very nice... it was pretty obivous that we aren't getting anything that day... but they way she served us... I wouldn't mind forking out $7000 for a handbag... but nevertheless.. i don't even have $70 in my bank (nampak sah bedek eh...) but weaves aren't my type... back to LV... i saw this Manhattan PM Monogram.... maybe I get to carry it during Hari Raya this year... but sorry kids.. no green packets from me.. hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okie.. i don't know why, suddenly, I'm turned into a minah... and talking abt handbags in my blog entry.. (no offence kak Imee) this is sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I STILL WANT MY 24" display for Hedwig.... and wireless mouse... and a new external hardrive... I WANT... hehehehe.... oh... and motorola V9.. hahahahkz... still craving for Sinking Barge from crumpler.. now.. this sounds more like me!! hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One thing i know for sure is that my sister won't read this (she only go to blogs that has lots of pictures... cos she's too lazy to read...) so she won't laugh at me for having a temporary minah moment... and kak eity is one HOT MUM who won't laugh at her cute cousin... (i puji u already ah better not laugh at me) and kak imee... well no one really takes her seriously... hahahahahahahahaha so i'm basically safe from the lepakgang "kutuk".... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-7261370459065174656?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/7261370459065174656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=7261370459065174656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7261370459065174656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/7261370459065174656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-asking-for-much.html' title='not asking for much'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5300895568944130118</id><published>2008-03-15T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:14:28.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every waking day... take my breath away...</title><content type='html'>Saturday.... I'm suppose to be doing school work... well.. no... let me start properly... I have so much to say that everything wants to come out now..   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly.. Yesterday, work ended quite early... I tot maybe i get to meet Nor for dinner after all.. then it started to rain slightly... and my colleague asked if I'm going to for class... well I had no choice but to go since he already asked... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly... school ended early too... so I was home by 10.15pm. Usually, I'm still in school even at 10.30pm. I wonder why everything end early. Maybe somehow they knew I had a rough week this week... well.. I did pray to God to ease my pain n misery... I guess that is His way of showing that He is answering my prayers, so that I can go home and rest early...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up about 10am today... and I headed down to Causeway Point to have a haircut... U see I can't keep long hair.. either I'll get sick or will have pimples breakout or.. something "bad" will happen... so cutting hair is like a symbol of throwing away bad luck... Now that my hair is short.. I hope I won't have a problem with rain when I work next week... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... I realize that I have to upload some pictures that was taken back during the Chinese New Year outing with the cousins... I don't remember if I had upload them... but I'll just do it again.. and later just delete if I had indeed uploaded them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had actually planned to go back office to do some paperwork which I unintentionally ignored this whole week... hehehe... some are really overdue.. I think... and I wanted to use some quiet time at office to do some reading for school. The construction outside my window is in full swing.. for they had stopped work during the heavy rain for the past few days. But my sister wanna use the car... so I head back home after the haircut... and here I am at home blogging... so I'll definitely go back to work tomoro... or maybe later asked my sis to gif me a ride to office... I really got lots of school to do.. some notes are collecting dust... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST FREAKING REALIZE I LEFT MY THUMBDRIVE AT WORK.... shittos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well... I finally bought my long awaited printer... it's multi-functional... but w/o fax. I don't need faxing at home... I did not get my DELL LCD display nor the Samsung one... maybe in September... hehehehe I also bought a new 4GB flash drive from SanDisk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back to upload photos.... see ya guys later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5300895568944130118?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5300895568944130118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5300895568944130118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5300895568944130118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5300895568944130118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-waking-day-take-my-breath-away.html' title='every waking day... take my breath away...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-5338899412339584312</id><published>2008-03-13T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T03:37:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just when</title><content type='html'>today will be a memorable day for me... hahahah okie lah.. one of the memorable days for me...   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today started off as normal as it can be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we left to go for "work" outside office... and just when i thought things are getting a bit too routine... an exciting event happened... but before it became exciting... it did make my heart beat twice as normal n my hand shaked like a vibrating pager... what ever happen today at work, reaffirmed my belief that I had made the right career choice... although sometimes it frustrate me... but i dun think many of my friends get to go thru wat i have been thru and will be able to say... "i have seen life. and i had save a life from the worst possible death"... watever that happen today will forever be etched in my heart... i just hope it does not occur again... and my leg hurts now... some 6 1/2 hrs later... hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have been so busy this week... yeah yeah... looking for MSK... i bet by now 99% of Singaporeans would have known wat MSK means... hehehe... and today alone, i've got three offers to meet up with different batch of frens... too bad i had to say no to all three to be fair... plus i was werking late... so it's not fair to keep them waiting for urs truly either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to Ira, Jajah and Teem: Thank you for understanding... i guess ur job scope made the whole situation easier to comprehend. "bergerak...wahai demi untuk negara...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to Nor, Yany, Nadia and Amalia: Wished i was there catching up with u guys... Nor, I guess being fren with me this long have made u half officer and half not-officer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to Fana, Faz n Mira: Oh man... I dunno how many times I made u guys wait for me to appear just to disappoint you guys over and over again... aku tak tahu mana nak letak muka aku ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to Aiman n Bapak: Thank you for opening the door when i come home... luckily i dun haf to kick open a door for the second time today... *hint hint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to you: Thank u for that SMS... it made me feel better... *winkz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;looking on the brightside, i dun haf to werk this weekend... hope to get proper rest time at home.. and catch up on my studies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;can't wait to go to werk tmr(fri), which is now... or more like later..., i hope things will relax a little bit... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cheers....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-5338899412339584312?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/5338899412339584312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=5338899412339584312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5338899412339584312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/5338899412339584312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-when.html' title='just when'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-9061118755979446408</id><published>2008-03-12T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:46:28.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>rimas...</title><content type='html'>The song the currently reflects my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lari, lari, lari&lt;br /&gt;Aku lari tingalkan semua ini&lt;br /&gt;Untuk mencari, cari, cari&lt;br /&gt;Ketenangan diri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergi, pergi, pergi&lt;br /&gt;Engkau pergi dari hidupku ini&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak mahu, mahu&lt;br /&gt;Engkau hadir dalam diri ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluhan hatiku tak siapa yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;Ku simpan semua sebak di dada&lt;br /&gt;Biar ku yang terluka&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kau mengerti caraku memujukmu&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kau hargai caraku mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lafaskan kata dari bibir&lt;br /&gt;Adakahnya dari hati&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau tak fahami maksudnya yang tersembunyi&lt;br /&gt;Titisan air mata dari pipi ke bumi&lt;br /&gt;Pernahkah kau peduli betapa sedih diriku ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang terluka&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang merana&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang menahan sisa baki cinta ini&lt;br /&gt;Engkau yang meminta&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang sengsara&lt;br /&gt;Rimas, rimas aku rimas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-9061118755979446408?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/9061118755979446408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=9061118755979446408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/9061118755979446408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/9061118755979446408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/rimas.html' title='rimas...'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-8811913955258544709</id><published>2008-03-12T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:02:05.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pantun'/><title type='text'>how fee and elsa and m daud kilau made it all better</title><content type='html'>i had a nice dream sunday nite... the nite where i was afraid to sleep... i dreamt that i was talking to fee and elsa... and at the same time i was watchong m daud kilau.. sweet... hahaha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also.. now i'm talking to fee on skype... and we are exchanging pantun... fee is the one who tot me how to pantun.. of cos we do it the most merepek way available... here are a few that we tot of tonite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Selangor being under PAS now... thinking how we are going to KL now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Datang ke KL naik basikal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayuh dari Singapura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayuh basikal terkial-kial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita tak pakai tudung boleh masuk ke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Mas Selamat being in Malaysia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pak Ahmad pergi mencari bini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia mati cari tak sempat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dari jauh datang ke sini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengar-dengar sini ada Mas Selamat??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purely for entertainment purposes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hamba orang, orang seni,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orang seni tanam padi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alang2 kita dah kat sini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mari lah kita mabuk tody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-mabuk mabuk mabuk... bersama... K*mz*-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasal Baini tak suka angkat talipon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik Ahmad pergi ke rumah Cik Pon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cik Pon tak ader di rumah dia pergi Holland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenapa Baini tak angkat talipon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasal dia berada di London!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasal Hanisa punya student nama Babi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-note from me: we haven't started but we've already started laughing-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main hujan baju basah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basah-basah kena sula (????? apa ni fee???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa kenama student Hanisa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senang saje,"eh Babi come here..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Fahrin Ahmad from Fitri dalam segment Pantun Seminit bersama Kakak Feefee @2am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuih Lepat Kuih senyonyong(a made up kuih by fitri)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuih Talam Kuih Puteri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tolong ambik kan I gayung...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nak gi mandi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuah Rendang makan Serunding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makan Lepat Makan lempeng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muka you mcm i nak tempeleng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hensem punya pasal i pukul je dgn piring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-8811913955258544709?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/8811913955258544709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=8811913955258544709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8811913955258544709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/8811913955258544709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-fee-and-else-made-it-all-better.html' title='how fee and elsa and m daud kilau made it all better'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5342076945733923345.post-3799850687835438473</id><published>2008-03-10T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:41:47.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after my angry rantings yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;here comes something else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess some heartbreaks never leave... no matter how much u want things to be better and be like what it used to be... it can't be forgotten... for the scar forever remains... the smell of betrayal in the air... the sound of betrayal all around... the touch of betrayal thru the vacuum... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;like what i told nini... Maybe God has other plans for me... i really hope he take this misery away from me soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is it possible to die of heartbreak/ache?? as i'm afraid to go to sleep... for i fear i might never wake up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Luck to the both of u... may u be happy forever... and i'm sincere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God.. u know how much i have been trying to get over this... but i keep failing... pls dun give up on it.. i'm trying very very hard... i really do want to be happy like before... please... make me stronger than i already am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5342076945733923345-3799850687835438473?l=capeverything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/feeds/3799850687835438473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5342076945733923345&amp;postID=3799850687835438473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3799850687835438473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5342076945733923345/posts/default/3799850687835438473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://capeverything.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear_10.html' title='fear'/><author><name>Arty Farty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10918382264604893025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
