<?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-1581290582591565745</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:44:28.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Everything Else</title><subtitle type='html'>what can i say? i address myself as the crocodile a.k.a the "buaya"...i can be a really nice "buaya" if i want to and just a really mean man-eater when i'm upset/dissapointed/in my bad days...

what do i do? just like every other species in the world..universe.. i have almost a routine life everyday...but with a little bit of zen in life, my life becomes really interesting..i like what i do...i do what i like!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4688844405294060747</id><published>2009-11-13T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:07:02.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duudie is 26 today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how time flies....now my daughter is already 26...heheh...at exactly 1 pm today 13th november 2009...so happy birthday duudie my love...hope you have lots more birthdays to come...and may you have a wonderful life ahead of you...don't forget, get a good man for a husband alright..not just any man...but THE right man for you, who will be able to care for you, love you and cherish you throughout your whole life....hope he will be able to give you all the comforts you need in life and everything else...my love for you always and for eternity my darling daughter!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4688844405294060747?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4688844405294060747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/duudie-is-26-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4688844405294060747'/><link rel='self' 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bit off...can't define why i'm feeling this way...i hate the way i feel though...not that i am unhappy or sad or feel sick or any have any negative thoughts in my mind...no no no no...i don't like to feel way off from my usual self...but today is the day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess it all started when i saw the 7 am news on tv this morning...my beloved bollywood hero is planning to have a concert here in malaysia this coming december 11th...by why of why, can't he do it somewhere in kl or shah alam? why does it have to be in melaka? maybe its becos he had the datukship from melaka? i know the sultan of selangor will never ever give him any title but that doesn't mean he can't have a concert here in shah alam like he used to a few years back...now i will have to drive all the way to melaka and hopefully somehow afford the tickets which i know will be pretty damn expensive...and then i will also have to get a hotel room for the night cos i don't think i would want to drive all the way back from melaka to shah alam right after the concert...aaaahhhhhh...shahrukh you can't do this to your fans out of melaka. i don't think the people in melaka even went to the cinema to watch your movies...hehehe...well, maybe they did, but i don't think they watched as much as your fans here in kl...makes me sigh a lot now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well..now why am i still feeling down? i am hungry...i know i am hungry but i refuse to eat...cos what i eat is not something that i want....aaaahhhhh....i want the sardine paratha...specially made for me...both duudie and me really loved it...plus i also want the chicken cheese kebab...i am so yearning for it...someone else offered to make those food for me but i refuse...i am such a fussy eater that i refuse to eat the same food that i love when its made by someone else...for i know i will not be satisfied when i eat...so for now, i will only have to eat plain white rice with mutton curry...its quite nice too but still i am hungry for the food that i want...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm...another sad feeling for me is that i am still angry at myself for still being the same old me for the past 27 years....i need to change, i need to change, i need to be different, not only for me myself, but also for my duyong...i can't say that we're sufferring but still, there's something amiss in our lives....now i feel like crying...so sad, sad sad sad and hungry.....gotta stop...my eyes is raining now....wwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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today!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-6854218686700375596</id><published>2009-11-02T09:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:12:52.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday shahrukh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su4-Dy6GwNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2OQC96Dntcg/s1600-h/shah_rukh_gallery_02_470x320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su4-Dy6GwNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2OQC96Dntcg/s320/shah_rukh_gallery_02_470x320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321238189818066" border="0" /&gt;reminds me of my duudie with her thundercats sword when she was a teeny weeny 5 year old...going everywhere with her most beloved lion-o sword...saying, "thunder..thunder...thundercats...hooooohhhhhhhh"  i just love the way she says those words.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su4-Dy6GwNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2OQC96Dntcg/s1600-h/shah_rukh_gallery_02_470x320.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su4-Du8JotI/AAAAAAAAAN8/KbZHMcsauPM/s1600-h/srkwhitecopyvo2.jpg"&gt;my beloved shahrukh khan is already 44 today&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su4-Du8JotI/AAAAAAAAAN8/KbZHMcsauPM/s320/srkwhitecopyvo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321237124653778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..its my beloved shahrukh khan's birthday...hmmm...wait a minute, how old is he today?  oops...surely duudie will be mad at me for not remembering...well, what can i say, i'm just too busy to remember...oh well, i'll open up a page and check how old he is today...hold on now...hehe...ok i just confirmed to myself that he is 44 this year...wow, is that the age of my hiway too?  cool age! so don't say much duudie, i needed to be sure so i had to check right?  couldn't ask you coz you will just say what i know you will say...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;alright then, my dearly beloved shahrukh khan, wherever you may be at this moment in time, but i do know you're still in planet earth..unless india decides to make an astronaut out of you, so you'll most definitely be in space...so HAPPY 44th BIRTHDAY to you...may you have lots more birthdays with your wife and kids and sister and live happily always...well, of course with your flaws and so on, but i guess your family readily accepts you as you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;do give us more beautiful and memorable movies okay...love you always my datuk shahrukh khan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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done with my early morning duty sending duudie to work and alli off to college....now its my time before i pick alli up and get some housework done...till evening comes and off i go to pick duudie up from work and then off to dinner somewhere before returning home and some rest and relaxation before offing myself for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-6799823533034672184?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/6799823533034672184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-morning-bloggie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSz-uU-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/CCbrt3EupOk/s1600-h/Dining+table+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSz-uU-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/CCbrt3EupOk/s320/Dining+table+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186256245445602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSkjflGI/AAAAAAAAANs/exKA3xppF5I/s1600-h/Popple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSkjflGI/AAAAAAAAANs/exKA3xppF5I/s320/Popple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186252104701026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSSQtxSI/AAAAAAAAANk/ITXoWqvQHkk/s1600-h/Marvel020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSSQtxSI/AAAAAAAAANk/ITXoWqvQHkk/s320/Marvel020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186247194101026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSDmSyxI/AAAAAAAAANc/C7fw_nMnLWA/s1600-h/Ikan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3DSDmSyxI/AAAAAAAAANc/C7fw_nMnLWA/s320/Ikan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399186243258075922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3BlHhgDlI/AAAAAAAAANU/r2h27hdZCo4/s1600-h/Ustad+doodle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3BlHhgDlI/AAAAAAAAANU/r2h27hdZCo4/s320/Ustad+doodle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399184371705974354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3Bk9YqiKI/AAAAAAAAANM/4I7amoDSJQo/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3Bk9YqiKI/AAAAAAAAANM/4I7amoDSJQo/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399184368984557730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3Bki8YiSI/AAAAAAAAANE/wR-RcECw9_U/s1600-h/Hiways.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3Bki8YiSI/AAAAAAAAANE/wR-RcECw9_U/s320/Hiways.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399184361886615842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3BkIMc3lI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YXG5J1IFb18/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3BkIMc3lI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YXG5J1IFb18/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399184354706251346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3BjzDTQII/AAAAAAAAAM0/ksC8WybCb90/s1600-h/Kk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3BjzDTQII/AAAAAAAAAM0/ksC8WybCb90/s320/Kk2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399184349030727810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3ApSc0nmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Lisd8swaC-8/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Su3ApSc0nmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Lisd8swaC-8/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399183343846989410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;these are some pictures taken while i was busy not writing on my blog...i did have the intention of posting them up before, but was too busy with other things, especially with my farmville...heheh....but still, i'm putting them up just so as i can always look at them whenever i need to....nothing significant about the pictures though...just to remember each moment as it happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4256757116950721857?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4256757116950721857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-pictures-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='1 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-8381739056021700186</id><published>2009-11-02T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:00:57.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hello again...its been almost twenty four hours since i last wrote...still got the blasted headache, couldn't manage to do much work at home today, just a bit of laundry washing and ironing, and wow! that's it!  i am a bad bad housewife....i just can't pull myself thru to do much at home today...not with this terrrrrrible headace still lingering...sometimes i wish i no longer have to endure this monthly process of womanhood, but then come to think of it, when that time comes, its almost dreaded by most women since they say it makes a woman lose their sense of livelihood and no longer feel young...hehe...now why would a woman always want to feel young when they're already at the age of fifty? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that after having been a wife and a mother of two wonderful kids, if i were no longer to have my monthly dots, i would still feel lively and happy to be alive...i would be happy even more to be able to see my kids grown up and having their own life with whoever they choose to be with....heheh...maybe i'll get to spend time taking care of their kids....would be wonderful just to drive around with small kids again...only thing is i hope my kids kids will be as good and nice kids as themselves when they were younger...ahhhhh...i miss those days when those two were little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember duudie and alli growing up with their cartoons and toys and books and whatever it is they fancy to have...i can say that i was quite strict with them, even to the point of beating them up when i was in a very bad mood...of course i know duudie remembers all that, but all in all, they both turn up to be very nice and well behaved youngsters and even duudie is now a very pretty and well behaved woman of almost going to be 26 in less than a fortnight from now...alli's just turned 18 last october, he's still a playboy that he is, always with his playstation, PS2, and now with his PSP....heheh...that's the kind of playboy that he is, hopefully, when he's a bit older he won't be the other kind of playboy which of course involves girls....but of course, even now, he does appreciate a beautiful girl when he sees one...i know he can't wait to have a girlfriend which i always tell him that he's still too young to have one...i just want him to have lots of friends but won't go serious with just one girl in his young age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should be duudie who is supposed to be having boyfriends but till today, she has yet to find one that fancies her heart...well, maybe she will have one sometime soon, but let time work its way for her, for i know she's not in a hurry to be married and end her single life, even though i know that duyong is just getting impatient in wanting to see her married.  as for myself, i don't think i am quite prepared to see duudie going off to live with a man, i will just let her take her own time and space in finding her own life partner, i sure don't want her to rush into anything serious and then realise that its not the right man for her...i want her to have a happy and wonderful married life just the way i have...good men are difficult to find these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this is just a thought to remember deep in my mind and heart...my kids will always be my kids no matter how old they are...their happiness is all that i ask for in life...so i hope duyong will stop being impatient in wanting to marry duudie off...how i wish my kids hadn't grown so fast.   sometimes it is sad seeing kids grow up so fast and then goes off into the world to be on their own or with the one they love!  i sure am a bad mummy i think!  but i do love both of them so much and i can't bear the thought of being separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-8381739056021700186?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/8381739056021700186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8381739056021700186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8381739056021700186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-memory.html' title='just a memory'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-989535504304369134</id><published>2009-11-01T02:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:09:20.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i do so miss blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;hello hello hello to my blog and my three followers...light, nj and ira...hehehe...kesian i kan, cuma ada three followers, tu pun, nasib baiklah ada juga yg sudi membaca coretan mengarut i ni...maklumlah dah agak ancient umur ni, manalah ada kawan kawan yang sebaya yang berblogging kan? maybe adalah, tapi not my friends...they much prefer shopping, shopping, gossips and shopping...what to say, they call themselves, lady pleasure...kah kah kah...it should be lady of leisure...oh dear, if they know this, they'll hate me for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey dokey..i do really owe this blog a lot of stories since my last entry about my gladiators...heheh...still love wearing them...planning to buy another one though to match my red and black handbag...can't wear the brown one with other bags, not quite nice to my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, i will keep on owing my recent stories for the blog...will write them later later perhaps...but now just want to write about what my most recent activities...well, not that its changed a lot though.  only very important thing is that i no longer drive to serdang raya every morning and evening, its now only to kota damansara, then to ptpl, back home or doing some bits of shopping for grocery and then back home, housework, my favourite tv drama, and not to forget my addiction to farmville...heheh...i don't quite think its a bad addiction but i just love farming in facebook, of course there are other games too but i really really love farmville, in fact, i've got 9 of my very own farm which of course i had to create so as to be my own neighbours, then i have razor's, snowy tuna's, awok's and of course doing the planting for kittykat...she just do the harvesting and plowing and leaves the planting for me...heheh...thanks kittykat...now don't go making eyes at hot guys ok, remember u are going to be daughter in-law to mamak roti canai alright...now don't show ur tongue when u read this,  or i'll pinch u at ur u know what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm...no longer driving to serdang raya means no more having breakfast there....sob sob...and no more having my hiway sitting at our table.  why oh why? but still, i think he must be missing both duudie and me...heheh...perasan a bit lah kan...nothing wrong in that...in fact, i think even everyone who have breakfast there with us every morning would also be wondering why we no longer exist for breakfast there...oh well, its been three years there, so its time for a change, only thing is no more mr. nice guy for duudie and me in the mornings...after all, he's got some pretty nice aura for duudie...and i for one knows that it is extremely difficult for her to find anything interesting in a man other than duyong...as for myself, i don't care for his aura or anything, its just that i like seeing his fresh face, with his still wet hair, a simple smile and the way he talks when he sits with us...oh yes, i can say that he is the only malay man there who is smartly dressed to work, only thing is he still can't beat my duyong when he's all dressed up.  sometimes i do miss seeing my duyong getting dressed and ready to go to the office...now that he works at home, all he ever wears everyday to do his paintings are just his paint-smudged tee shirts and bermuda shorts, which would only make him look like an apek sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm...talking about missing my hiway guy....i wonder how he is these days?  i still remember the last week i was there, as i was just walking out to the car, he came out from his office building and when he saw me, he had a smile on him, wow! he asked me. "nak balik dah ke?"  to which i replied, "yes, tunggu traffic jam over", then he said, "do you have something to do, kalau tak, can you join me for a drink?" pheewiiiitttt....him asking me for a drink? baru before that, he was just sitting with duudie and me, but that time i not perasan him in a bad mood, but duudie did, i ni jenis don't care about other people punya mood, so i not perasanlah...i think because i am the jenis who most of the time got only one mood lah...hmmmm...what's my mood huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;well, this is going to be one very long writing...but i want to write it out, i've got a terrible monthly headache and i can't sleep...but alligator's just disturbing me writing about hiway...after all, he is jealous of him...in a way, i think he is glad that i don't get to see my hiway guy anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;now to continue...so then, i pun crossed the road with him back to the restaurant, much to the amazement of the cashier there, whom i know also admires him...hahah...any woman or any girl in their right mind will prefer this guy than any other guy, what can i say, he's good looking, nice and got pangkat lah in his office....but i not kisah for his pangkat lah, i' ve know other man who is of much tinggier pangkat than him...hmmm...paling tinggi is the hakim mahkamah tinggi in kota bharu, who even asked my opinion about one of his court cases...oh yes, i wonder how many wives he's got now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway, he chose a table outside of the restaurant next to the wall which can't be seen easily from inside...then he ordered drinks for us and asked me if i got time to spare, i told him not to worry as i wasn't in a rush, i only had to drive alligator to college before 1 pm...i asked him why was he out of the office, then he started to say that he just had a fight with his staff...i asked him what happened? he said, that they were supposed to do some work for him which was due that morning, but he found out that they didn't do it, and he himself couldn't manage to do it either as he was busy with other things.  and when the work was not done, he was the one who had to answer to the management and the heat was on him from the top level, so naturally he got mad at his staff...so i told him, if he already knew that he couldn't rely on the staff, why didn't he try to do the work himself?  he answered that he did take his workload home but he couldn't get to do it as he had other homework to do.  so i said, well, how come he couldn't finish that work if he was already doing his homework at home.  heheh...he said, "you ni kan...homework tu kerja rumah lah". heheh...that's his favourite word to me, "you ni kan" or he would say, "you orang shah alam apa tau"....hahah...so i said, "ya lah, kalau dah buat homework mcm mana blh tak siap juga?"  so he said, "homework tu kerja di rumah lah", i said, "kerja apa?" to which he said, "u tau tak, i bila balik rumah, i kadang-kadang masak, cuci pinggan, kemas dapur, cuci baju, sebelum tidur, nak kena gosok baju utk pergi kerja pula".  I pun, "huh? u buat kerja rumah? ur wife buat apa? kan itu semua kerja wife?" And then he said, "your husband tak buat kerja rumah ke? semua my friends kena tolong buat kerja rumah tau".  I said, "no way, semua lelaki kena buat kerja rumah, i tak suka tgk my husband buat kerja rumah, in fact, he don't ever do any housework, if i am lazy to do housework, i won't do it at all, otherwise, it will be me doing the work, i won't let my husband do it'.  Then he said, "itu u, wife i lain? dia orang kuala pilah, orang negeri, she expect me to clean the house bila dia penat lepas balik kerja." So i asked, "so kalau u pun penat, how?"  He said, "i kena buatlah juga, kalau tak, jadi gaduh".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiseyman, this guy yang both duudie and me minat tengok, yang we both puji mcm kapten ultraman tu, yg cashier restaurant tu anggap mcm abang jepun tu, adoi, rupa-rupanya kena buat kerja perempuan di rumah, alahai kesiannya dia...aiyo mak aiyo pa....sungguh malang nasib mu wahai hiway....but what to do, for kebahagiaan rumahtangga u, u buatlah apa yang patut ok...dahlah weekdays balik kerja sampai rumah lepas maghrib, terus masak kalau wife tak masak, then cuci pinggan, kemas dapur, and then gosok baju pula, lepas tu, weekend kena pula cuci parit depan rumah, sapu daun kering, aiyo yo...banyak lagilah kerja kerja rumah yang he has to do....i tak sanggup listen to all his stories....kesian kesian...if his mother was still alive sure she sedih tengok anak lelaki dia jadi begitu...kejam kejam that wife of his...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehehe...when i already tak mampu to listen to his woes about his tiredness at home and then his anger at his staff, i told him to relax and just to take things easy...otherwise nanti jadi darah tinggi...and he said, tak apa, kena darah tinggi, terus kena heart attack and terus mati, to which i said, "hish, tak baik u say that, anak u still very young, no matter what, think of your daughter", heheh...and he said, taklah minta jadi mcm tu, tapi sometimes the thought comes like that.  I said, "he thinks he's got problems in life and work, orang lain pun sure ada same problem juga, maybe much worse punya problem, at least, he still manage to have a good life no matter what".  and then he said, "pandai u nasihat i ye" and of course, i said, "i ni memanglah pandai, orang shah alam kan"..and to that i got a very big smile from him...and i told him he better go up to the office and solve things with his staff and not to be angry at them for long...he's got to resolve his workload in an orderly manner and not to mix problems at home with his work...and he thank me, and he went off to pay for our drinks and then he said. "bye rose" and i said, "thanks for the drink and have a nice day working ok" and then he went back to his office...and after that, of course the cashier was just eager to know what were we talking about, so i had to lie, i merely said that he was just wanting to introduce to me a new business venture...hahaha..as if i am into doing any kind of business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;then i went off to get my car and drove back home, still thinking and feeling sympathy for a man like him...i am lucky to be me and not wanting my duyong to do any housework for me...heheh...if i did, i sure wouldn't be the buaya that i am....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-989535504304369134?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/989535504304369134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-so-miss-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/989535504304369134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/989535504304369134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-so-miss-blogging.html' title='i do so miss blogging!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-6130403102086860180</id><published>2009-09-10T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:14:46.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my precious gladiators...i love this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SqjCNKX-PsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/A4bUVbaNZ34/s1600-h/Marvel088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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font-style: italic;"&gt;hello my dear bloggie...what a morning i had yesterday...hehhehe...terperasanlah sikit kan..bukan apa...just that as i was doing my daily morning karaoke session in my wendy...all alone on the way home after sending dug to the office....it was on the kesas highway....my everyday route...singing along to misha omar's song, "sembunyi"....the road was a bit packed with traffic and then i heard a "ttett" sound on my right....i said to myself, "siapa yang kurang asam horn at me time jamming ni?"  so i pun looked a bit to the right, and whoa! whom did i see?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, the face which i haven't seen for quite a while this fasting month...yes lah, dah tak breakfast pagi-pagi, so how to see his face lah kan?  hehehe....i tersmile at him lah from my wendy....ada hati him horning at me even when he had his colleagues with him...one chinese and one malay guy...sure they think he got scandal with me lah kan...well, who cares...scandal or no scandal...i know him and me no scandal one...we the very platonic acquaintance  ones lah...what other peeps think, well, they can jollywell go to heaven with their bloody thoughts right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;so when i tersmile at him in the jamming road tu, i saw him smile and he sort of angkat kening at me lah...hmmm...he kenal my wendy tu ha...i thought he would only kenal my beemer...but kira oklah he also kenal my wendy....after all, i've been driving wendy to dug's office for more than 3 years now...so if he not kenal my wendy, sure he the buta wan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;after that, we kind of drive together-gether side by side lah...until the tol booth which was very packed, then we separated lah...but both of us driving towards the same destination....me back home and him to his second office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;well, that was it, nothing much really, just that i kind of like being horned by him...kik kik kik...just like when the z3 horned at me on the same particular highway...hailah hai...what a highway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;so that's it lah for now...remember 09.09.09...this was what happened plus the day when alli cropped his own hair...which made me really mad at him...fortunately, elle managed to make it nice again...otherwise, i'll be mad at him for ages and ages even if its his own hair...after all, i sure don't want him to not look his usual handsome self..all the men in my life are handsome...wow...all the men...how many man do i have? 444 ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-7951703013873938649?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/7951703013873938649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-ttett-me-on-highway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/7951703013873938649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/7951703013873938649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-ttett-me-on-highway.html' title='someone &apos;ttett&apos; me on the highway'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-5549013604913842744</id><published>2009-09-02T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:13:25.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my beautiful beemer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sp1j3M1kZ-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/KLdVrJlhYjA/s1600-h/beemer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sp1j3M1kZ-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/KLdVrJlhYjA/s320/beemer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376563330140104674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hello blog...today tuesday...as i was on the way back after sending dug to her weekly domain, i stopped at the petronas petrol station at the awan besar r&amp;amp;r....why?  well, to get petrol for my wendy of course...i'd parked behind a proton something...hehe...i don't much know which proton is which actually, but i sure do know which beemer is which....let me go astray first ok...my lover beemer is the X5, hehehe....the X3 goes to dug..., then comes the z3...hmmm...i wonder where's that guy in the z3 who would drive alongside my very very own silver beemer....you see, i have a beemer under my name....thanks to my beloved duyong of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this z3 guy whom i'd seen twice on the kesas hiway...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well, first he caught sight of dearie old me at the same petrol station but of course he didn't come to talk to me or say hi or whatever...i guess i'm the opposite of beautiful for a beemer driver to ever come near to say hi...hahah...like i care for any man who would want to say hi to me?  well, unless they are good looking, well, not handsome, just good looking, and smart and have a certain unique way in their well-being, then that kind of man appeals to me, but so far, where in malaysia can i really find a man like that?  hmmm...does my duyong qualify for all that?  maybe yes...but then again...not totally...he's got his flaws as well...well, what do you expect from a malay man..now if he was an italian, that's gonna be a whole lot of difference.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, wait a minute, what's this all about?  i'm way off course...hehehe...crazy crazy me.  still, i think i'll write about that lady in my next post...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok...back to all the beemer drivers i always see each time i am on the road..don't drive recklessly please, a beemer driver has the charm of a gentleman...so what am i? i'm not a man, and i sure don't have any charm at all...i still remember that very awfully nice gentleman whom i got to know almost 18 years ago...i wonder where on this earth is he now?  he was a very kind and nice beemer driver...i wonder if he is by now a happy man? married again or not?  last i heard he was always travelling to and fro to south africa to handle a work project there...maybe he's got an african wife by now...no matter, i wish him all happiness in the world...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shoot...what am i writing?  these are all coming out in my brain tonight...i want to sleep but i can't, sleepy and tired but still can't fall asleep...maybe i'll sahur straight away before sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;selamat berpuasa to all and everyone who does puasa this year....i wonder why my weight is still the same when i have not missed a single day of puasa yet?  i guess the weighing machine is not accurate when it comes to me..help i'm falling asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-5549013604913842744?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/5549013604913842744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-beautiful-beemer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5549013604913842744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5549013604913842744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-beautiful-beemer.html' title='my beautiful beemer!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sp1j3M1kZ-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/KLdVrJlhYjA/s72-c/beemer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4255559397484283890</id><published>2009-08-18T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:53:41.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my beloved datuk was held up....not fair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SomYcqIo2oI/AAAAAAAAALs/Djlgo_qxGgc/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SomYcqIo2oI/AAAAAAAAALs/Djlgo_qxGgc/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370991648730307202" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo..how can a well-known superstar like my beloved shahrukh khan be held up and interrogated at the newark airport?  he's been in and out of US so many times i think...and all of a sudden someone realises that he was travelling with a muslim name....wow, i got to get myself a non-muslim name if ever i decide to travel to US...hmmm....let me see, what suitable name should i use....boo aya woodstock?  kik kik...nice name i think...and if anyone disagrees, come and say so to my namesake if they ever dare...sorry i am getting a bit high tonite...don't know why though, just got over a bad headache, well, not really over yet, its still hanging in my head...why oh why, oh darling headache, do you have to come visit me every few days each month....i can't hate you but i don't love you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to my shahrukh, i do feel sorry for you my darling hero...after all, you are also my datuk...i am your datin, well, one of your malaysian datins of course...try not to make movies in the US anymore, why give that country all the glam and honour in your movies when they don't seem to know how to treat a celebrity like you...how come after so many times of going into their country, now just suddenly out of the blue, just someone at the immigration realises you were travelling with a muslim name...after all, what's in a name?  its the inside of a person that really matters...well, to me at least...most people i know, hehehe...well, dug and alli knows who they are, well, those people think that a name with a title before the name is something to be boastful about...huh...who cares for a title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4255559397484283890?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4255559397484283890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-beloved-datuk-was-held-upnot-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4255559397484283890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4255559397484283890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-beloved-datuk-was-held-upnot-fair.html' title='my beloved datuk was held up....not fair!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SomYcqIo2oI/AAAAAAAAALs/Djlgo_qxGgc/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4376395905606975885</id><published>2009-08-18T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:28:45.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this my future IT guy or dentist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SomTNk8HTuI/AAAAAAAAALc/vK7T_fgynyU/s1600-h/Dr.+Gigi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SomTNk8HTuI/AAAAAAAAALc/vK7T_fgynyU/s400/Dr.+Gigi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985892079423202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...alli got sick last week...just a mild sore throat, slight fever n cough...fortunately, its not the dreaded H1N1 or hini as kittykat would call it..but he's alright now...hehe..just want to show off how he looked like on the way to college the day after his 2 days MC was over...hey kitty...if and when u check this out, tell me what u think ok love...and u take good care of yourself too...u got the fever too before he did..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4376395905606975885?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4376395905606975885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-my-future-it-guy-or-dentist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4376395905606975885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4376395905606975885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-my-future-it-guy-or-dentist.html' title='is this my future IT guy or dentist?'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SomTNk8HTuI/AAAAAAAAALc/vK7T_fgynyU/s72-c/Dr.+Gigi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-8776211164727402899</id><published>2009-08-01T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:35:05.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my two heroes in one movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRgezz8gkI/AAAAAAAAALM/RNwMYGmz9bc/s1600-h/pelham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRgezz8gkI/AAAAAAAAALM/RNwMYGmz9bc/s400/pelham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365019138525528642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;ok...last weekend we saw the taking of pelham 123...another movie which my ever so darling hero john travolta plays a villain again....he is so good being the good guy and the bad guy in any movie...but i particularly love him in face-off....just this afternoon dug was commenting on his looks...i do agree with her that john really does have a very manly look with his lovely eyes and his kind of drooling voice....hehe...i think that's how i would describe it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;we saw it in tgv bukit raja...i love the movie a lot...wish i can see it again...but i think no one wants to join me....in this movie, another one of my heroes was also in it...denzel washington...now this is one actor who has really gone up in hollywood.....so many years ago i saw him in his very first movie with george segal....the movie 'carbon copy'...imagine a young black boy coming into the lives of an american couple and declaring that he is the man's son with a black woman...it was quite a funny movie and i loved it a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;now in taking of pelham 123...denzel was in charge of the running of the subway trains while john was a very sly man who hijacked a subway train...hmmm...is the word trainjacked or still hijacked?  got to find that out...well, in the end, i knew that john's character would definitely be killed off and boo hoo...he was shot by my hero denzel's character....sad sad ending but a very satisfying movie for me!  i've loved him from saturday night fever till this very movie!  alas he doesn't even know of my existence....poor me right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-8776211164727402899?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/8776211164727402899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-two-heroes-in-one-movie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8776211164727402899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8776211164727402899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-two-heroes-in-one-movie.html' title='my two heroes in one movie!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRgezz8gkI/AAAAAAAAALM/RNwMYGmz9bc/s72-c/pelham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-2647465869828224116</id><published>2009-08-01T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:17:56.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...alligator's request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRXPK5nvII/AAAAAAAAAK8/wivgCGxZvBU/s1600-h/muse_06_wenn1640248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRXPK5nvII/AAAAAAAAAK8/wivgCGxZvBU/s400/muse_06_wenn1640248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365008974240791682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok...i am in the mood for writing now...plus alligator wants me to give my opinion on one of his favourite songs from the group muse...name of the song is stockholm syndrome...lets have the lyrics of the song first ok...plus a picture or two of the cute matthew bellamy...my if i was still a giggling teenager...i would be a great fan of his...and perhaps propose to him...hahaha...as if he would even look twice at me...but who knows right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthew really writes good music....well, at least before he got engaged to his italian girlfriend...ever since his engagement he no longer writes his kind of music...its more for his girl...which alligator says is not good at all...especially his new single...their new album - the resistance...he doesn't seem to like it...but to me, personally the music is not bad...ok lah...but his taste in music is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to my analysing of alligator's favourite song...i do like the song myself....he just loves to play this song each time he does his solo guitar gig in his room...not just one time playing to a couple of times...and i dare say it gets too loud at times...wish i can make a sound-proof room for his guitar playing...now let me hear the song first and comment on it ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'the stockholm syndrome'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't stand in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;let your hatred grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and she'll scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and she'll shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and she'll pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and she had a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah she had a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and I won't hold you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;let your anger rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and we'll fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and we'll fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and we'll burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;no one will recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;no one will recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this is the last time I'll abandon you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and this is the last time I'll forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;look to the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;let hope burn in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and we'll love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and we'll hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and we'll die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;all to no avail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;all to no avail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this is the last time I'll abandon you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and this is the last time I'll forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;this is the last time I'll abandon you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and this is the last time I'll forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;well, what can i say?  do i really understand what matthew was singing about?  truly not, i think...just seems that he's a bit frustrated with himself for not being able to forget a girl who doesn't seem to good to him...he wants to leave her and forget her, but seems that he can't...why oh why matthew, just leave her and get a new one will you...hehehe...i know this is easier said than done...but what's the point in him still remaining close to the girl if she screams and shouts...plus their love is just for nothing....they want to love and die and what is left after that, not that anyone will recall or remember them....what a waste of life...i wish no one is like that in real life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's just for the lyrics...now for some observation on the music...i kind of like the drum in it...wow....how i wish i can play the drums...too bad only had lessons for a couple of months last year...otherwise i think i would really be playing real good now....the guitar is of course superb as all other muse songs...but i particularly like his playing of the guitar in the hysteria song...now that is one song which i really like from them....i imagine myself playing the guitar to that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my beloved alligator...thats how i observed your favourite song ok...maybe you might not agree to my words but don't you worry, i like muse a lot too ok...hehe...perhaps i can very well say that i like matthew bellamy a lot!  thumbs up for alligator playing muse's songs on his guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-2647465869828224116?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/2647465869828224116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmmmalligators-request.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/2647465869828224116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/2647465869828224116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/hmmmalligators-request.html' title='hmmm...alligator&apos;s request'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRXPK5nvII/AAAAAAAAAK8/wivgCGxZvBU/s72-c/muse_06_wenn1640248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-6471653073954366774</id><published>2009-08-01T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:40:38.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahem ahem..i'm back to blogging again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRFbyT-caI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SenYNdbXDWU/s1600-h/061709proposal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRFbyT-caI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SenYNdbXDWU/s400/061709proposal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364989399769444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...after exactly two months of silence in blogging....i now feel like writing again...well, not that i have much to write about though....but still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...so we went to watch the movie "the proposal" this afternoon at sunway pyramid...a very long queue in getting the tickets...but little old me...hmmm...am i little by the way...i somehow managed to get the tickets without having to queue up...only the ones who went with me knew how i got the tickets...can't say how in here...i sure don't want anyone else to get tickets my way...heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was indeed a very good movie...seats were full...sandra bullock's movies are always good..the picture shows of sandra bullock's character on her knees proposing to her assistant....still, i just somehow can't get to remember who ryan reynolds is...dug says he was in wolverine the movie...but how on earth am i going to remember any other guy in that particular movie when my eyes was only on hugh jackman....i love him too much to have eyes for any other man who is in the same movie as him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok then...nothing more to write for now....hope to still have the feel to write after this..happy happy to whoever reads this ok..ciao the mao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-6471653073954366774?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/6471653073954366774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahem-ahemim-back-to-blogging-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/6471653073954366774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/6471653073954366774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahem-ahemim-back-to-blogging-again.html' title='ahem ahem..i&apos;m back to blogging again!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SnRFbyT-caI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SenYNdbXDWU/s72-c/061709proposal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-7704845545026040155</id><published>2009-06-01T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:06:48.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cat next door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNhvjay-pI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a-ISf5WyxPM/s1600-h/Kucing+pampers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNhvjay-pI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a-ISf5WyxPM/s400/Kucing+pampers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342221052580919954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;sunday morning...saw the cat next door lazing around on our lawn...the cat likes to come into our house....but urs truly just wont hear of it...dont like to deal with cats remains and all....urrrggghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i told du gong li zero that the cat can only come into the house if it was using pampers...otherwise no way...after all its not my cat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-7704845545026040155?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/7704845545026040155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/06/cat-next-door.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/7704845545026040155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/7704845545026040155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/06/cat-next-door.html' title='cat next door'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNhvjay-pI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a-ISf5WyxPM/s72-c/Kucing+pampers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4754037187521072112</id><published>2009-06-01T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:01:28.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;today...alli made a picture of his favourite girl in the world...yours truly...so do enjoy my newest picture ok...just dont laugh too much looking at it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNgOdvWz_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/t0Foso7QRDA/s1600-h/urs+truly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNgOdvWz_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/t0Foso7QRDA/s400/urs+truly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342219384609230834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4754037187521072112?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4754037187521072112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-picture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4754037187521072112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4754037187521072112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-picture.html' title='new picture'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNgOdvWz_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/t0Foso7QRDA/s72-c/urs+truly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4770621455410671454</id><published>2009-05-31T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:37:53.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooohhhhh my headache!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiKH81fFW8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/6UUKWQTudUM/s1600-h/ice.cubes.cold2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiKH81fFW8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/6UUKWQTudUM/s400/ice.cubes.cold2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341981587234184130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiKHxumkT-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KLNNzJLIMXQ/s1600-h/panadol-extra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiKHxumkT-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KLNNzJLIMXQ/s400/panadol-extra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341981396407963618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its that time of the month this weekend....oooohhhhh that plus a throbbing headache....was just lying down in bed almost the whole day long...lucky du gong li zero made hers n alli's breakfast...scrambled eggs with bread n mayo...good for you du gong li zero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;why oh why do i have to suffer with this bloody headache each time i get my dots?  simply can't stand it these days...had to put lots of ice cubes covered in a small towel onto my head...even if i take panadol..still wont go away...worse of all is i have vomitting session as well...i am such an expert in vomitting...aaaarrrrrrrrggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4770621455410671454?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4770621455410671454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooohhhhh-my-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4770621455410671454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4770621455410671454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooohhhhh-my-headache.html' title='ooohhhhh my headache!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiKH81fFW8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/6UUKWQTudUM/s72-c/ice.cubes.cold2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-5242249872083872505</id><published>2009-05-30T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:53:47.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry kittycat &amp; alli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnlHxATI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mFHMrNlq9-Y/s1600-h/MPPB_10811.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 374px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnlHxATI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mFHMrNlq9-Y/s400/MPPB_10811.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341502934506078514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnbAUfyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OCcXutT8YwY/s1600-h/Kono_Fresco_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnbAUfyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/OCcXutT8YwY/s400/Kono_Fresco_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341502931790495522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnBk7JUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/R2jt0AKvgPc/s1600-h/waffles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnBk7JUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/R2jt0AKvgPc/s400/waffles1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341502924964701506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUm4GQBtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nhSeJwz-30w/s1600-h/jco-donut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUm4GQBtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nhSeJwz-30w/s400/jco-donut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341502922420127442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hey hey  kittycat and my darling alli, sorry about last nite at sunway pyramid ok...i know both of you  wanted to have your favourites j.co donut and the coffee...but i was on a tight budget since duyong is away right now...do hope both of you understand why i only treated you both to just waffles...hehe...but it was delicious waffles rite?  and i know both of you did enjoy the movie. next time, i promise, i will treat you to your favourite food ok..maybe when we all go watch the new transformers in june ok..we'll go to pavilion then..you can eat whatever you want and kittycat, you can also be hyper with ur coffee then ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmm...seeing pictures of donuts remind me that its been some time since i last ate donut...just stopping myself from driving up to sacc to buy the big apple donuts...i love cheese donuts...i know both du gong li zero and alli haven't had kono pizza for almost two weeks now...hehehe...the last time we&lt;br /&gt;bought kono pizza was on mother's day when chocho (the person who makes the pizza) gave yours truly a free one just to mark mother's day, thank you chocho...sorry i didn't quite eat it, don't quite like pizza that way...but still both du gong li zero and alli enjoyed the pizza..so it wasn't actually a waste...oh well, i do have to watch my weight now so have to stop myself from eating all the rich food...oh why oh why do my&lt;br /&gt;weight rise after every good satisfying meal?  not that i want to be slim or anything like that, just need to stay healthy to maintain a good life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-5242249872083872505?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/5242249872083872505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-kittycat-alli.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5242249872083872505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5242249872083872505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-kittycat-alli.html' title='sorry kittycat &amp; alli'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiDUnlHxATI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mFHMrNlq9-Y/s72-c/MPPB_10811.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-690459433095657396</id><published>2009-05-30T10:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:07:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grapes pixies sent by du gong li zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiChgE6J-cI/AAAAAAAAAII/b6WTVOSCUUE/s1600-h/grapesusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiChgE6J-cI/AAAAAAAAAII/b6WTVOSCUUE/s400/grapesusa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341446730506959298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCgXBKsAJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZXfqonGYgpc/s1600-h/grapesitalian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCgXBKsAJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZXfqonGYgpc/s400/grapesitalian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341445475372105874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCe2VxupCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/R9BjCDJSf1o/s1600-h/grapeschile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCe2VxupCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/R9BjCDJSf1o/s400/grapeschile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341443814457254946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...emerald green grapes from usa...is it sweet or sour?  but i know it will taste nice no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now these colourful grapes are from italy...have never seen them for real before...wish i was working in a grapevine..hehehe...i'll be eating grapes each time i get to pluck them...eating... plucking... eating..plucking...there'll be as much grapes in my tummy as in my grape sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grapes from serbia...must be sweet...the leaves are colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-690459433095657396?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/690459433095657396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/grapes-pixies-sent-by-du-gong-li-zero.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/690459433095657396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/690459433095657396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/grapes-pixies-sent-by-du-gong-li-zero.html' title='grapes pixies sent by du gong li zero'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiChgE6J-cI/AAAAAAAAAII/b6WTVOSCUUE/s72-c/grapesusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4730611819060697033</id><published>2009-05-30T10:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:20:53.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terminated again and museumed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCcgENPQhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LXGNoMzThrc/s1600-h/Sam_Worthington_in_Terminator_Salvation_Wallpaper_3_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCcgENPQhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LXGNoMzThrc/s400/Sam_Worthington_in_Terminator_Salvation_Wallpaper_3_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341441232760422930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCcLOdliVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/w_C8RTatk8g/s1600-h/rogue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCcLOdliVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/w_C8RTatk8g/s320/rogue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341440874736093522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmmm....last nite...du gong li zero and yours truly got terminated again...yes...we saw terminator salvation for the second time in sunway pyramid...alligator and kittycat watched night at the museum 2...good movie too...probably will just watch this one on dvd...i liked marcus wright (sam worthington) more and more now...he's cute in a way...hmmm...man can't be cute...but i think he's got that special look on him that makes a woman like him in a cutey kind of way, so that's why he's cute...my version lah...especially when he has his sad eyes...oh my...i fell in love with him at second sight...oh oh...another addition to my 444++ ...what can i say...couldn't help it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australian born on august 2nd, 1976..acted in a few movies already...hehehe...i thought he was a familiar face..didn't  know that he was also one of the cast in a movie which du gong li zero refused to see...alligator and me did and we kind of loved the movie..funny in a way...yeah, this terminator got eaten by yours truly in the movie rogue....yours truly terminated a terminator before he became a terminator...kik kik kik...alli, do you remember the scene when the bad guy who was swam across the river with the rope...well, he managed to tie the rope up the tree but when his torchlight dropped, that's when i ngap him...remember that one?  i still say that du gong li zero should watch that movie..nice and absolutely interesting ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4730611819060697033?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4730611819060697033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/terminated-again-and-museumed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4730611819060697033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4730611819060697033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/terminated-again-and-museumed.html' title='terminated again and museumed'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCcgENPQhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LXGNoMzThrc/s72-c/Sam_Worthington_in_Terminator_Salvation_Wallpaper_3_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-5289192073404247085</id><published>2009-05-30T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:20:04.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming in mid-september!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCXC0epOrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vx4TJbe4vXI/s1600-h/srk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCXC0epOrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vx4TJbe4vXI/s400/srk6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341435232764115634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ehem...du gong li zero...we've got another movie of my u know who coming up in september...its finally ready...he'll be doing the dubbing next week...dulha mil gaya...and he's planning on doing a home production movie of his and going to be some sort of indian james bond...hehehe...can u imagine what kind of a secret agent he'll be?  can't wait for september...its been a while since his rab ne bana di jodi...miss him much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-5289192073404247085?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/5289192073404247085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-in-mid-september.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5289192073404247085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5289192073404247085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-in-mid-september.html' title='coming in mid-september!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiCXC0epOrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vx4TJbe4vXI/s72-c/srk6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-1276109111104708505</id><published>2009-05-29T09:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:18:09.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aduh duh duh du du du du</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh9EMht2IyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HP-Jdf0hJKY/s1600-h/The+chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh9EMht2IyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HP-Jdf0hJKY/s320/The+chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341062665084478242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ouch...friday morning...yours truly was having breakfast with du gong li zero....when our captain ultraman a.k.a. hiway stopped his car not too far from the restaurant...as he was walking from the car, he raised his hand to bid me good morning and walked over to our table...cewah cewah...i invited him to join us...kik kik kik...yes lah...after all, he will be on leave for two weeks...going for umrah with his family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so hiway very nicely sat next to me lah kan...hiway so bijak and brilliant and gentleman lah...just like my duyong...smart man both my duyong and hiway..knowing du gong li zero is still a young virgin maid....he pun sat next to me lah...after all...he's married and i am married...muhrims remember?   so no hals la sitting side by side lah kan..but not so near lah...i pun shifted a bit my chair away from his...he sitting to adjust sikit so that he can look at me kot?  i perasanlah kan..but easier for him to talk to me lah...conversation pun with me..ya lah..him a director..i c.o.o....kira same level lah. sambil makan we talk lah...where got time to dilly dally...office sudah mau start woh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;du gong li zero had roti canai...i had lempeng pisang which i ate with fork and knife...kik kik...he said, "makan makanan kampung tapi pakai pisau,  tak rugged"...hehehe...hiway don't know how rugged i can be if i want to...last time lah kan...when i was a teeny weeny girl lah of course..but come to think of it, time i already gave birth to du gong li zero pun i still the rugged girl wan...duyong knows this...sometimes rugged with tee shirt and jeans, other times, wearing skirt and blouse with  boots...and ada times, stylo mylo biasa biasa lah...whatever thats comfortable to my svelte body lah..hiway only makan bihun with telur goreng...tak lalu makan coz he loves roti jala with kari ayam better tapi got no this morning...kesian him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we chit chatted sambil makan lah kan...but he's not sensored kind of guy lah...when i asked him if he had packed for his trip...he said not yet...his wife, mother in-law, and daughter were all packed except for him....he said its easy for a man to pack...and he unsensoredly said, "lelaki senang, seluar dalam pun tak payah bawa" tersppprrrrinnnng juga my ears listening to that...aiyo...not sensored guy lah...he said he don't like to depend on others to do things for him..don't even like his wife to do things for him...she do her own thing, he do his own...hai...kesian...personally i don't quite like seeing a man do housework...this guy can masak and cuci pinggan and kemas rumah wan lah...i don't think i want my duyong to do all that...hehehe..even if i grumble at his untidyness at times, still i wouldn't let him do housework for me...hmmm...sometimes i don't understand why a man doesn't like his wife to do things for him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we talked more about his work...hehehe...he said he was going to shah alam to give a flying kick to the engineer there who did not do the work according to time...when he finish his meal, he excused himself and walked over to the counter to pay for his food and walked over to his car...he waved his hand to me as he started to drive....kesian i, won't get to see my captain ultraman for the next two weeks...but its ok...he's going away for a good thing in life...i hope he gets to perform a good umrah and come home safely. i continue chatting a bit more with du gong li zero...she's just saying that she might be the most stupidest worker doing the customer's job...not good for her to say that...its totally wrong...nobody is stupid in this world, especially my du gong li zero...its not her fault if customer's not satisfied with the job done, she has to accept the fact the customer is not quite comfortable with pic changing within a couple of months...anyway...du gong i zerowill be off that particular job by next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hehehe...alligator's a bit jealous lah with this blog...sorry alli...bagi chance lah to buaya kan...after all a buaya has to keep up to its name...alli said, not jealous..benci!  and he said everyone will agree..oh well...what can i say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;have a look see at the chair which he sat on!...taken by du gong li zero using my redberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-1276109111104708505?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/1276109111104708505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/aduh-duh-duh-du-du-du-du.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/1276109111104708505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/1276109111104708505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/aduh-duh-duh-du-du-du-du.html' title='aduh duh duh du du du du'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh9EMht2IyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HP-Jdf0hJKY/s72-c/The+chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-1158238107117346887</id><published>2009-05-29T09:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:14:40.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duyong's back to his domain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;last nite...we sent duyong went back to his domain...just about 400 - 500 km away from kl...situated at a village not too far away from the capital city of a state in the east coast...he'll be there just for a week i think, hopefully...he's going back to spend time with his queen mother and cheerful brother who is back for a month's holiday from sweden...and other family members whom he hasn't seen for ages...hehehe...i would like to say...literally speaking....somesort like going to duduk bawah ketiak mak lah kan....they're all gathering to have a family feast on friday...i was invited by my sister in-law, but we can't make it as we've other things to do in kl..at least i don't have to busy myself there doing the cleaning and helping out with the house chores before and after the feast...lazy me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the house is not the same without duyong around...its been a very long time since he visited the queen mother at his domain..so now that he's just finished with a work project, its time for him to visit...furthermore, its the only time of the year that his brother returns for a visit..even if its just for a month, still, they all get to be together and we a family...even if there are already four members of their family have passed on...including my father in-law whom i never ever got to know personally, but i know he is one cool man who keeps to himself, does his own thing and try not to be a trouble to anyone around him...he's a good guy...hehehe...how do i know this?  my answer is, "i know lah"...don't have to know a person to know him rite?  after all, there's my beloved duyong as the proof that my father in-law is a good guy...my duyong is a good guy too...smart, nice, cool, understanding, unromantic...hehehe..i am glad that he's unromantic...coz i simply hate romantic man...urrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhh...romantic man are hyppos to me...kik kik kik...if ever i want a romantic man, there's always lots of them on the movie screen...back to my duyong...hmmm...he still has his flaws as a man...lazy, untidy and an absolute stubborn whenever he wants to...disagreeable at times...when he was younger, he was a lady's man...lots of girls coming after him...to which he can never say "no" to them...i always tell him that i trust him but i just don't trust the girls around him...thats in the past...but i do think there are still one or two women who still adore him even if in secret, maybe secret to me but he might know this though...hehehe...but no matter, duyong is mine, mine and mine and du gong li zero's and alligator's too...ok..back to him being away for the week, whenever he's home, he's usually awake and doing his work at nites while we all sleep...i feel comfortable sleeping at nite knowing he is in the house...feel safe, but when he's away...i find it hard to sleep peacefully at nite...don't quite feel safe...well, can't really say exactly how it feels like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyways...we'll be just the three of us doing our own thing till he gets back..oh duyong..don't take more than a week's off from us ok...already planned to go for a movie tonite and bringing along miss kittycat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;missing my duyong already rite now!!!! wwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! have talked to him on the phone today but still its not the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-1158238107117346887?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/1158238107117346887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-domain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/1158238107117346887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/1158238107117346887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-domain.html' title='duyong&apos;s back to his domain'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4889116328178020999</id><published>2009-05-28T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:45:46.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh4Iu4jdjZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0S-6fc2J014/s1600-h/transformers2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh4Iu4jdjZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0S-6fc2J014/s400/transformers2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340715809656114578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh4IFd2HnDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3HvStb3hYEg/s1600-h/transformers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh4IFd2HnDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3HvStb3hYEg/s400/transformers2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340715098111974450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;can't wait to see transformers 2 next month...saw the trailer last nite...love it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4889116328178020999?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4889116328178020999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/upcoming-movies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4889116328178020999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4889116328178020999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/upcoming-movies.html' title='upcoming movies'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh4Iu4jdjZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0S-6fc2J014/s72-c/transformers2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-9133750552541351051</id><published>2009-05-28T10:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:36:11.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bulan darah baik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiAOPO5mknI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZUezAuBQpOk/s1600-h/220px-Moon_Bloodgood_at_WonderCon_2009_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiAOPO5mknI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZUezAuBQpOk/s400/220px-Moon_Bloodgood_at_WonderCon_2009_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341284812921934450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh32O592GUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/UVkqZfyKDFw/s1600-h/moonbloodgood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh32O592GUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/UVkqZfyKDFw/s400/moonbloodgood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340695469070096706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wow...she's as sexy as her name...moon bloodgood..the girl who helped the half man/half terminator escaped from the chains..hey dude..can moon be ur da ji or diao chan?   she's got an american father who is half dutch and half irish and south korean mother...her parents met when her father was stationed in korea. she was born in anaheim, california.  i was thought she was somekind of a red indian species...hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her full name is korinna moon bloodgood born on september 20th 1975...very unique name she has... hmmm...perhaps buaya's name can be buaya goodblood soon?  wonder what du gong li will say to that?  she has starred in a few movies and the most current one as blair williams alongside one of my supposedly menantus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to see moon acting in the tv series burn notice...she plays a detective!  i know its on axn or is it in hallmark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon_Bloodgood#cite_note-info-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-9133750552541351051?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/9133750552541351051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/bulan-darah-baik.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/9133750552541351051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/9133750552541351051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/bulan-darah-baik.html' title='bulan darah baik'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiAOPO5mknI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZUezAuBQpOk/s72-c/220px-Moon_Bloodgood_at_WonderCon_2009_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-8456360950784164467</id><published>2009-05-28T10:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:25:14.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh31ntI4eoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/eIsYzFqwbgc/s1600-h/Christian_Bale_in_Terminator_Salvation_Wallpaper_2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh31ntI4eoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/eIsYzFqwbgc/s400/Christian_Bale_in_Terminator_Salvation_Wallpaper_2_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340694795611830914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh30xPS6TDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eBj34ELcKRw/s1600-h/terminator-salvation-20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh30xPS6TDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eBj34ELcKRw/s320/terminator-salvation-20093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340693859887893554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh30jmkUVCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/lF1rKO0rH-M/s1600-h/terminator-salvation-christian-bale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh30jmkUVCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/lF1rKO0rH-M/s320/terminator-salvation-christian-bale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340693625616749602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this page is specially dedicated to my lovely du gong li zero who loves the terminator...ehem..i know she adores christian bale as well...personally, i like his clean look in batman better..hope my dug..oops sorry...du gong li zero will enjoy the movie much more the second time around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-8456360950784164467?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/8456360950784164467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-be-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8456360950784164467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8456360950784164467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-be-back.html' title='i&apos;ll be back!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sh31ntI4eoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/eIsYzFqwbgc/s72-c/Christian_Bale_in_Terminator_Salvation_Wallpaper_2_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-3403378659822217642</id><published>2009-05-27T15:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:58:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alligator n da ji again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzxokb6rOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9MbqTe8-Ee0/s1600-h/wr2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzxokb6rOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9MbqTe8-Ee0/s400/wr2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340408937432394978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alligator got his most wanted warriors orochi 2 game...seems like he's real crazy about da ji...just hope that he won't finish the game too soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hey dude..have you got this new girl in the game yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-3403378659822217642?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/3403378659822217642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/alligator-n-da-ji-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/3403378659822217642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/3403378659822217642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/alligator-n-da-ji-again.html' title='alligator n da ji again!!!!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzxokb6rOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9MbqTe8-Ee0/s72-c/wr2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-1481720749192650616</id><published>2009-05-27T14:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:39:52.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terminator's in town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzfp7UU_7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IJcMX0H1nWc/s1600-h/terminator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzfp7UU_7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IJcMX0H1nWc/s200/terminator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340389169545150386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzfe6GlReI/AAAAAAAAADw/WgwcYu-FRf8/s1600-h/tm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzfe6GlReI/AAAAAAAAADw/WgwcYu-FRf8/s200/tm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340388980240500194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShzfU4Nx0lI/AAAAAAAAADo/L6aGDmGHntI/s1600-h/term.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShzfU4Nx0lI/AAAAAAAAADo/L6aGDmGHntI/s200/term.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340388807935119954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;finally...after almost a year of waiting...dugong will finally get to see terminator salvation tonite...first show...8.30pm @ sunway pyramid..hehehe...i got two couple seats for the four of us...imagine this..dugong sitting with alligator while duyong will be with yours truly, the one and only buaya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;not sure if the movie will be as good as the other terminator's before...but no matter...we've got to see this tonite...i bet dugong is probably anxiously counting the hours to go by ever so fast...this movie is for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;can't wait to see batman becomes john connor...he's one of my supposedly menantus...terminator here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-1481720749192650616?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/1481720749192650616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/terminators-in-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/1481720749192650616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/1481720749192650616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/terminators-in-town.html' title='terminator&apos;s in town'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shzfp7UU_7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/IJcMX0H1nWc/s72-c/terminator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-8401796735012571391</id><published>2009-05-26T17:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:24:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminder to myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shu06W0lwVI/AAAAAAAAADI/L-Eh3pinJuY/s1600-h/laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shu06W0lwVI/AAAAAAAAADI/L-Eh3pinJuY/s400/laptop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340060697829425490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;still got to continue writing the end for beginning...what actually happened to the dugong..hehehe.. plus there are lots more to write on other certain topics...444++, my spaceship, the loves of my life, and many more...i'm going to write  coz i like to write...i may not be a good writer but its all going to come out from my mind, heart and my very reliable sources...my dugong and alligator!  have to find time to write...being a coo takes a lot of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-8401796735012571391?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/8401796735012571391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/reminder-to-myself.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8401796735012571391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/8401796735012571391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/reminder-to-myself.html' title='reminder to myself!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shu06W0lwVI/AAAAAAAAADI/L-Eh3pinJuY/s72-c/laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-287597384450275735</id><published>2009-05-26T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:01:12.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lama tak nampak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShupcgVZVAI/AAAAAAAAACI/CBck2RfRMDE/s1600-h/accord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShupcgVZVAI/AAAAAAAAACI/CBck2RfRMDE/s320/accord.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340048090358961154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;while waiting for dug to clock-in, i went over to the restaurant to get duyong's breakfast...i felt like someone was looking at me as i packed the food...then a bit of the noodle was on my finger and as i was licking it off...i turned and he gave the nicest smile of all...wow and double wow...my captain ultraman a.k.a. hiway...smiled at me and said, "lama tak nampak"...kik kik kik...if i was still a virgin maid, i would take those words as him missing me...but since he's married and i'm married...so i know it was just purely a platonic question lah kan...ok lah...at least we are muhrims kan...married and married you know...dug don't quite agree to my version of muhrims...well come to think of it, no one in the islamic world will approve of my version...but i know what i know, so there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ok...back to the smile and lama tak nampak...i walked over to his table...much to the amazement of his office staff whom i think do not even get the chance to chat with him... maklumlahkan... after all, he is one of the bosses there...hehehe...me the buaya...almost always have the opportunity to get close with bosses...ask the dug about this and she'll agree...i think she will agree lah to this...kik kik kik...oops..sidetracked again...hiway invited me to sit but of courselah i decline kan...sopan santun seorang isteri lah katakan...not that my duyong would mind kan me sitting and chatting...i just told hiway i was a bit busy in the mornings lately...so that's why lah he not nampak me... hehehe...but my mind was also double thinking, hmmm...so this guy got lah tengok tengok i all these while lah kan...hehehe..ada juga orang tengok a not pretty old mummy like me...bangga sikit saja lah...not kembang pun...but i can vouch and say he is the smartest of all malay men in that particular office vicinity..but if my duyong were to be in his office attire and stood there, of courselah he would be the smartest...not handsome but smart with a sense of wow...a real gentleman who can melt a lady's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ok ok...back to my chat with hiway...he sort of whispered to me saying he will be going for umrah with his wife and daughter and mother in-law for two weeks this coming weekend..so i wished him all the best for his umrah trip...good for him...he asked me if i had ever been for umrah...i said not yet but my duyong has...i told him i still wasn't fully equipped yet..furthermore i would like to take both dugong and alligator and maybe bring along kittycat as well...so we had a bit of asking this and that and then dugong came along and i said, "uncle ni nak pergi umrah"...then i said my goodbye to hiway and wished he have a nice day, and hiway said, "see you again rose" woiyoh...if i was a naive girl from outerspace, i would think that he wants to see me again lah kan..but of course the brilliant quite educated buaya knows lah what that means...kik kik kik...such a perasan buaya i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; then had teh tarik while dug had milo o panas...and then she went up to the office and i drove back home to my office...so that's my morning for now...such a lengthy and probably boring writing huh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-287597384450275735?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/287597384450275735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/lama-tak-nampak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/287597384450275735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/287597384450275735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/lama-tak-nampak.html' title='lama tak nampak!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShupcgVZVAI/AAAAAAAAACI/CBck2RfRMDE/s72-c/accord.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-4179365380875314472</id><published>2009-05-26T11:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:37:41.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sultan is back in selangor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;read the newspaper today...was quite sad to see picture of tuanku a bit frail after his surgery in the states...my prayers for your speedy recovery tuanku..wonder why is it that everyone will look frail when they're sick?  picture taken from nstp - online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sht1WznzWjI/AAAAAAAAABw/Jq5-lrjn9Lc/s1600-h/sultans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sht1WznzWjI/AAAAAAAAABw/Jq5-lrjn9Lc/s400/sultans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339990817852578354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmmm...why can't a simple normal person visit the sultan when he is not feeling well?  why is it that only the vip's get to visit his highness?  its not fair!  after all, i am a voting rakyat selangor even if the sultan doesn't need my vote..if i can be the jumper (from the movie) i would jump myself into the palace and visit the tuanku...but of course that would only make his highness have a shock with my unprecedented visit..hehehe..is that the right word?  should it be unexpected?  hehehe...i sure don't want tuanku to be sick again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so please do have a lot of rest tuanku and have a speedy recovery! ampun tuanku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-4179365380875314472?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/4179365380875314472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sultan-is-back-in-selangor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4179365380875314472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/4179365380875314472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sultan-is-back-in-selangor.html' title='my sultan is back in selangor!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Sht1WznzWjI/AAAAAAAAABw/Jq5-lrjn9Lc/s72-c/sultans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-6575159168399918438</id><published>2009-05-26T10:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:40:02.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn in summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShuovaopXMI/AAAAAAAAACA/qhn1lWIUTAE/s1600-h/autumn.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShuovaopXMI/AAAAAAAAACA/qhn1lWIUTAE/s320/autumn.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340047315734977730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;its tuesday morning...as i was driving dugong to work...leaves were falling from trees along the road...cloudy...with a tinge smell of smoke...dugong said it looks like autumn even if its actually summer...i think there's fire somewhere on earth and the smoke fumes flowing with the wind towards shah alam...oh well, the earth is not that environmentally clean these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sometimes i wish malaysia has got four seasons in a year instead of only always summer all year round with frequent bits and bits of rain  which might even end up in flash floods in kl and bad flood in the east coast and southern part of the country towards the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;was quite late getting to dug's office this morning...hehehe...simply went out late so as to get to use the opposite lane on kesas highway..but unlucky though.didn't get to use it as traffic wasn't that jammed yet at subang...once again dug's frustrated...after all, she loves going into opposite lanes if she has her way in driving...don't marah ah dugong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;traffic not too bad this morning!  had teh tarik while dug had milo o panas before heading up to start her days work...have a good day at work dugong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-6575159168399918438?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/6575159168399918438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/autumn-in-summer-and-hiways-smile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/6575159168399918438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/6575159168399918438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/autumn-in-summer-and-hiways-smile.html' title='autumn in summer!'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShuovaopXMI/AAAAAAAAACA/qhn1lWIUTAE/s72-c/autumn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-5711121276686472258</id><published>2009-05-25T23:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:42:05.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da ji vs diao chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pictures of alligator's favourite fictional girls he adores..he wants me to comment on their every aspect be it their beauty and character that was animated by their creators, koei who created dynasty warriors and warriors orochi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shq3fT8OWdI/AAAAAAAAABg/fCzHBv7XNRE/s1600-h/da-ji-in-warriors-orochi-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shq3fT8OWdI/AAAAAAAAABg/fCzHBv7XNRE/s320/da-ji-in-warriors-orochi-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339782056757844434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da Ji&lt;/span&gt;:  personally, i don't quite like this girl...without reading her history, i can see from her looks that there's evil behind all that beauty...and its true...she may look nice and all that, but underneath it all, she is really bad, she's got the sense of an animal...liking blood and loving to see and hear of people's suffering...she manages to influence the king of her time to please her in evil ways by hurting people and the king would stupidly just do almost anything just to see his concubine happy...other than that, i don't think i have any other thing to say about her, in short i can just say that she's a beauty in an evil kind of way..yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shq3MWwGdEI/AAAAAAAAABY/-UYSnAX1pEk/s1600-h/a-diaochan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shq3MWwGdEI/AAAAAAAAABY/-UYSnAX1pEk/s320/a-diaochan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339781731094787138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diao Chan&lt;/span&gt;:  now this one i really like, even though she's considered a bit mysterious hehehe..just like yours truly, i think she's really beautiful in a very feminine kind of way.  sexy too and seems delicate perhaps... not sure on this though..alas from her history..i read that she was as brilliant as deadly too...but i think she was just that so as to live in the way that she wants...and not be forced to simply live with someone she didn't like...men in her time were fascinated by her beauty and wanted to have her as their concubine...and that caused her brain to think of ways to be with the man she wants whom i think she considers more powerful than the other...even if history says that she didn't really exist, i still think that she did and that she is a real beauty..i would make her mine if i were a man living during her time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so alligator, what do you think?  i guess you know which one of your beauties i like right?  but don't worry, you just enjoy them in your game and be happy adoring their beauty..after all, a man will always be a man appreciating feminine beauty in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-5711121276686472258?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/5711121276686472258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-of-alligators-favourite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5711121276686472258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/5711121276686472258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures-of-alligators-favourite.html' title='da ji vs diao chan'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/Shq3fT8OWdI/AAAAAAAAABg/fCzHBv7XNRE/s72-c/da-ji-in-warriors-orochi-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-949938108280552840</id><published>2009-05-25T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:42:50.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a whole monday is gone now...duyong is already asleep as he did not sleep since sunday afternoon...busy with his work...dugong is probably reading her newly borrowed book...the fourth series of twilight...hmmm..gong what's the title?  forgot it? or she's probably listening to songs on her computer...her room is heavenly to her...with her most treasured possession  keeping her company when she's in...hehehe...should get a picture of that treasure of hers one day...after all, i made it for her before she was born...alligator is busy playing guitar accompanied by songs from muse...hey alli...why don't you try songs from your other favourite band?  i bet you'll be able to do it as good as you do muse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh yeah..got to write about monday afternoon...dugong as usual busy with work at the office...duyong gone off to the frame shop and later to his friend's office...alligator off to his favourite site after his computer class...leaving me all alone at home...waaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...me home alone...don't quite like being alone at home though...accompanied by my drama and laptop...but still, have house chores to do...which of course i didn't feel like doing it today...after all, its still a lazy monday for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ok then...going to watch tv and then play ballistic and solitaire before going off to dreamland...so good nite duyong, nitynite dugong and nite alligator...love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-949938108280552840?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/949938108280552840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-evening.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/949938108280552840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/949938108280552840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-evening.html' title='monday evening'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-994747952282536568</id><published>2009-05-25T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:43:23.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;its monday again...was a bit lazy waking up this morning...but listening and  singing in the bathroom to my favourite songs made me fresh and fresh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sent the dugong to work..and had breakfast with her at our newly opened bistro...well, its not ours though...don't mind my choice of words ok...then back home again...bought asap for my duyong on the way back...served his breakfast and alligator's too...then helped duyong with his artwork...to be sent for framing...and then it was time for alligator's graphic lessons...alligator drove with me singing by his side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-994747952282536568?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/994747952282536568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/994747952282536568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/994747952282536568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1581290582591565745.post-2497795033143137467</id><published>2009-05-24T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:51:07.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShutSkE-LUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VpjRuIixX-Y/s1600-h/dugong2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShutSkE-LUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VpjRuIixX-Y/s400/dugong2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340052317611633986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once upon a time, a dugong from Australia was resting&lt;/span&gt; blissfully against a rock with waves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;splashing upon it like no end...then she (yes, it is a she) decided she might look like an idiot just stuck there for all humans to see...of course only a mermaid stays stuck on a rock...so off she swam towards a spray of water a wee bit away from the rock..alas the dugong didn't know that it was water coming from the fans of a submarine ( hmmmm...do submarines have fans?)..oh well..its my page so don't no one dare say there's no fan on a submarine ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the dugong swam eagerly towards the spraying water...she thought she was heading towards a spa of some sort...well of course her body was all slimey from the long swim...she throughly needed a cleansing spa...after all, she was thinking of a heavy date that nite with the dark knight...heheheh...a dark knight dating a dugong?  well, at least its not my yakuza eguchi dating the dugong...otherwise, i will be using my long lost samurai sword on her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so back to the spraying water...dugong was singing to herself happily as she swam towards the sparkling water...yes the spray turned to sparkles as she got near to it...the all of a sudden...ouch...the dugong got lots and lots of stars on her head...oh yes...she hit head-on with the fan as she entered the sparkling sprays of water...the dugong got hit and was badly hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so..should i write of what happened to the dugong after that? hurt?  alive or hmmm...would there be a memorial for the dugong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1581290582591565745-2497795033143137467?l=buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/feeds/2497795033143137467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/2497795033143137467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1581290582591565745/posts/default/2497795033143137467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buayadukalaranestapatapitakmeranarana.blogspot.com/2009/05/beginning.html' title='Beginning'/><author><name>b.e.b</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13345294567572271747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/SiNfWkq37rI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NPzTUcfM7dE/S220/urs+truly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1OMBdpeYl5g/ShutSkE-LUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VpjRuIixX-Y/s72-c/dugong2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
