<?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-4747888880078306738</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:06:24.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i is me</title><subtitle type='html'>way to go captain obvious</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-6052944105074529159</id><published>2009-05-20T02:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:26:46.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bears!</title><content type='html'>We always love bears ever since we're kids. I meant who doesn't right? A teddy bear to snuggle at night, hold on it and cry on it. I loved my teddies. My bear bear! Just look at how adorable they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337834194286176370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/ShPL6yxcaHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CUBTjAmWxb0/s320/bearButt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337834374124279266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/ShPMFQuMFeI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BtAtHF4Y5SY/s320/paul-nicklen-a-polar-bear-snuggles-up-with-her-cubs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337834491151767586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/ShPMMErt2CI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IKocSzo59dA/s320/polar-bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-6052944105074529159?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/6052944105074529159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=6052944105074529159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/6052944105074529159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/6052944105074529159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2009/05/bears.html' title='Bears!'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/ShPL6yxcaHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CUBTjAmWxb0/s72-c/bearButt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-7064455318596156612</id><published>2009-04-29T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:15:13.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, i guess people care about looks more often than knowing the person inside. I have to admit that to myself but I'll try to understand once I get to know that person regardless of how they look. It doesn't bother me at all if you are down to earth, honest, socializable and what not. A simple smile and we can start from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hated when people added me in MSN that doesn't greet who they are. I mean, why add if you are not introducing yourself? Must I be the one who say HI? Crap! Even if i do so, there is nothing in common to chat about, most often chats to feel like Q and A. I'm over it. Add me if you REALLY want to chat or know me.&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/4747888880078306738-7064455318596156612?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/7064455318596156612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=7064455318596156612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/7064455318596156612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/7064455318596156612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2009/04/honesty.html' title='Honesty'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-624056167780472196</id><published>2009-04-23T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:01:03.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Often days when we’re bored, we look at life in a simplest way, thoughts of people lives, how they go about and seeing through the crowds. Maybe most of us are too occupied with workloads until we forget the people around us and how wonderful it is just to pause for awhile. Chill. Relax. Maybe when i grow older, i might not think the way as i am right now but it’s OK because i know that as an adult, work is very important and is important as well to have your ‘’ME’’ time.&lt;br /&gt;I myself daydream a lot and wander into space when i’m bored, just to get any inspiration or motivation. I’ve bet most of us done it before, within a gang of friends, you felt left out because you have nothing in common to talk about. Just be yourself and don’t attempt to ‘’fit in’’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, here’s another wannabe that’s common in Malaysia or which I was soo bored to the extent of listening to others conversation. Well, this girl was with her BFF’s of 2. One of them is a Caucasian mix and the other 2 were Asians and so is this girl. They were browsing through stuff in a retail shop and once the Asian girls speak. You know that they are trying to be non Asian, speaking with slangs that are obvious that they created their own kind of Malaysian-Chinese-English-UK slangs. Not that I’m against Asian speaking proper English but it just sounded so fake and it shows that you are trying too hard. What’s wrong with speaking English in your own way? So what if you are study abroad and you adapt their style of speaking or are you just trying to show off that you are from abroad?. Most often I see them as bratz, childish and fake. Most funny thing is, LALA ‘s even try to speak like a Caucasian which to me, failed miserably. Sorry, just admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-624056167780472196?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/624056167780472196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=624056167780472196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/624056167780472196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/624056167780472196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2009/04/curiosity-me.html' title='Curiosity Me'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-5812778163358738183</id><published>2009-04-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:15:01.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh Emily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Times flies as everyone says it, and yes, it Does. Met alot of interesting people in my life, gained experience as i'm learning. And now, internship adds to my Ex list. My job currently as a junior writer and stylist for a Man Magazine which is Augustman. Feel free to check it out GUYS, because the Mag is still new to the audience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;For the past 2 weeks, i've become ''emily'' known to the world as being a hardworking, dedicated and a slave for fashion in order to achieve something greater than the current job provides. Using it as a stepping stone and hopefully it look good on the resume. The fun side of it is that, i get to choose branded items without looking at the price, just take whichever is relevant for an upcoming photo shoot. Able to attend events such as fashion show, product launches or magazine launch is the highlight of my job while presenting myself to the public as the New Writer. Sounds cool to me. The downside is that, i have to collect and return those branded stuff guarding it with my whole life and try not to screw up. Calling client for product purposes, emailing for date confirmation and write stories whichever relates to men lifestyle. I'm still learning and new to the publishing house. i'm sure to make mistakes for the first time. Usual me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-5812778163358738183?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/5812778163358738183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=5812778163358738183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/5812778163358738183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/5812778163358738183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ohh-emily.html' title='Ohh Emily'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-8303031295502523763</id><published>2009-02-08T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T03:04:15.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>Do you think i'm invinsible?&lt;br /&gt;i hated that feeling of awkardness, was i not there?&lt;br /&gt;why must i go through this?&lt;br /&gt;i don't care whether you are in your own perfect little world that you want the entire world to know about, but please do respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love? i always have doubt about love, how true can it be?&lt;br /&gt;it always, somehow ends up in disagreement...i'm seriously sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not there to be make fun of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 face!&lt;br /&gt;fucking split personalities..&lt;br /&gt;do not pretend infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken promises!&lt;br /&gt;so it's nice to talk about wonderful life together, travels.. Craps!&lt;br /&gt;but do not promise that you will do just that!&lt;br /&gt;it gives out false hope and false hope eventually leads to heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are out for looks, sorry to tell...i'm not the one,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not your typical youngster, i'm not a rich bastard, i have imperfections and if you think it's uncool...so let's be it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-8303031295502523763?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/8303031295502523763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=8303031295502523763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/8303031295502523763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/8303031295502523763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2009/02/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-8568776087853691885</id><published>2008-10-04T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:10:30.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Time for an update of a whole week off. Been working for some alternate days in Fourskin/ Deeper &amp;amp; Harder. As usual, there were lots of people in 1u, i just dont get it. Some people just loves shopping even at 10am. Besides that, i did some of my 7 assignments, only 1 or 2 are actually done. The rest gonna be last minute work, i'm sure. Nothing really happening this week so i'll let the pictures do the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253340099065908114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="304" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SOec_Jkji5I/AAAAAAAAAII/9Zpa8mBEoNk/s320/DSC07872.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stephy go Jusco and bought fruits including ready to go KIWI pack and SALLY (pears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253344093351129138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SOegnpcXMDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t4B4GlGloB4/s320/DSC07873.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here she is, enjoying her KIWEEEESS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253344966672537970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SOehae0aWXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/T1vysDDDAC8/s320/DSC07972.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ceiling aka See Leng or Leng See (carry sh**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253345722195298898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SOeiGdXEylI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FX60YSYKUlc/s320/DSC07975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brokeback moutain wannabe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253346143091838098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SOeie9UoTJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PFknk8DNfAU/s320/DSC07977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Respect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-8568776087853691885?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/8568776087853691885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=8568776087853691885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/8568776087853691885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/8568776087853691885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-days.html' title='Random Days'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SOec_Jkji5I/AAAAAAAAAII/9Zpa8mBEoNk/s72-c/DSC07872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-6675361276027228899</id><published>2008-09-16T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:37:13.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made It!!...........to top 10 only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SM9vksWJVPI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QgJ85Tdi2b4/s1600-h/romy6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246534767079937266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SM9vksWJVPI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QgJ85Tdi2b4/s320/romy6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The face search that i joined few month back. Still remember right? i've made it into top 10. Which means make overrrr time. Hahaha! So the venue was at seapark brickhouse. Not sure if its's a famous landmark but it's a stunning looking house. Like a hotel plus semi D. Coolie. So there were we with all the top 10 guys. 1st session is break the ice (britney break the ice..ohoh), then off to facial while using Living Nature product. It actually smells really natural like seriously wood-ish smell because it is 100% all natural with no chemical fragrances. Go greeen! anyway, it felt clean and it makes my skin matte. After that, it make up time...how fun. 1st time putting on make up, so i need alot of foundation to cover up my imperfections. That make up artist is a auntie, so i look like a drag queen with over blusher, powder and not to mention, mascara and eye liner. It make my eye look so miang weii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after those hair and make up done, it's off to photoshoot which i like the most. Here are the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246533953000366178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SM9u1Tqc4GI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NhW0OKs9Qmc/s320/romy+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246534224254179282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SM9vFGKZl9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/T1FvMAxfH20/s320/romy5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not done yet. So keep on voting for me to top 5, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;or i'll hunt you down once again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themostnatural.com.my/"&gt;http://www.themostnatural.com.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-6675361276027228899?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/6675361276027228899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=6675361276027228899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/6675361276027228899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/6675361276027228899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/09/made-itto-top-10-only.html' title='Made It!!...........to top 10 only'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SM9vksWJVPI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QgJ85Tdi2b4/s72-c/romy6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-312576147530502570</id><published>2008-08-19T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:23:49.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Was A....</title><content type='html'>If i was a Car, i would be a BMW X5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Drink, It would be a Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was an Animal, It would be Penguin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was Rich, It would be Donald Trump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Watch, It would be a Swatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Superhero, It would be Batman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Cartoon, It would be Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was an Actor, It would be Jackie Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Colour, It would be a Navy Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Brand, It would be a Namor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was a Ring, It would be a Cartier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-312576147530502570?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/312576147530502570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=312576147530502570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/312576147530502570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/312576147530502570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-i-was.html' title='If I Was A....'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-4723499381311929477</id><published>2008-08-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:38:01.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So finally have my 2 days off from working. Cherish been asking me to shishaing for days already so i decided to go on my 1st day off. It was at Rasta somewhere in Tmn Tun, oh well....it's my first time anyway. Funny thing is that i thought it was some pub/club at the new side of Tmn Tun which is a cool place to hang out but it wasnt. Its like a mamak place with shisha, if i knew it i shouldnt wear long pants and shoe la.....ahhh (**pet). They all wear so casual with flip flops. ishh. Ok, so i've tried the smoke thingy..not fun also except it maked me feel drowsy after a few blow. OOOH blow. Then the next day, me, cherish and joey went to Pavilion thinking to watch movie but most of the movie they have watched. $#^#&amp;amp;^#%!. So we changed plan to shop. Woohoo and that cherish keep saying FreeStuff in Parkson, you know why? Coz she has RM 200+ voucher. So eventually no need to use much cash to pay stuff in Parkson.. coolie. After few rounds of store browsing and we also went to Sg Wang but at the end still back to Parkson coz of FreeStuff. hahaha! Cherish got her see thru tank top from Miss60 and i've got a slim cut pants which i've been eyeing on it from United Colours. Wee. All were paid using voucher and some cash to top up but we still got some voucher left. Thanks cherish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-4723499381311929477?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/4723499381311929477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=4723499381311929477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/4723499381311929477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/4723499381311929477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/08/off-day.html' title='Off Day'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-7379161364791787929</id><published>2008-07-13T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:49:44.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Weii</title><content type='html'>So i left 2 more papers which is DTP and MCS. Everyone seems stressed out including me of course. I haven't start to study yet because of my incomplete notes. Been bugging my friends for notes eversince just now. Hahaha! sorry to kacau you guys yea, but FHANKSSS soo much (noo, it's not a typo error). Oh well, I just dont know which 38 note that i printed, maybe the note it meant for the past sem. Feel soo noob suddenly. Anyway, i shall study now. Blahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-7379161364791787929?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/7379161364791787929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=7379161364791787929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/7379161364791787929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/7379161364791787929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/07/final-weii.html' title='Final Weii'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-4221214324258975475</id><published>2008-07-11T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:46:04.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr and Mrs Bong (Chapter 1)</title><content type='html'>One fine Bonging day, Mr bong went out to buy some bonging bon bon bun in the bakery called, What else, BongBong Bakery. The famous bon bon bun is made from the delicious one of a kind bonging cream that only can be found in BongBong Bakery. Locals bong village once believed that if you eat that bon bon bun, you will find bongging true love and live bong-ling-ly happy. So Mr Bong has been eating that bon bon bun since he was still a bonging baby. To be cont...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-4221214324258975475?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/4221214324258975475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=4221214324258975475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/4221214324258975475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/4221214324258975475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/07/mr-and-mrs-bong-chapter-1.html' title='Mr and Mrs Bong (Chapter 1)'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-1805589536347213985</id><published>2008-07-11T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:38:57.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote For Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SHhtf8QLz6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VYRn8giJ5eY/s1600-h/VotingStart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222044163453472674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SHhtf8QLz6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VYRn8giJ5eY/s320/VotingStart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently i joined the natural faces search, well.. not really recently but yea..Anyway, do check it out and vote for me. I seriously want the mini cooper although it'ss the old version but atlease its a car. Haha! desperately in need of vintage car coz it matches most of my outfit. Its very simple to vote, all you need is to sign up, fill in all your details then log in and search for my pic and vote. To revote, log in again and click on my pic and vote. Eeeeasaaay!! click on the link below yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themostnatural.com.my/"&gt;http://www.themostnatural.com.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote! or i'll hunt you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-1805589536347213985?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/1805589536347213985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=1805589536347213985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/1805589536347213985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/1805589536347213985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/07/vote-for-me.html' title='Vote For Me!!'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SHhtf8QLz6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VYRn8giJ5eY/s72-c/VotingStart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-7482850568316932158</id><published>2008-07-04T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:11:24.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire 2 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Talking bout fire, i just had that experience in my house. Well, the house is still ok but i hurt myself. It happens in the kitchen, i wanted to cook so i turn on the gas stove which i saw big flame but i chose to ignore then so i turn it off and turn it on again but this time the gas exploded. The flame burnt my legs and arms. Luckily it was just a minor injury and the gas tank left a bit but i still suffer the heat from the flame. My legs especially where now i have to put my legs straight. Ahhh, what a bad day and i should be thankful that i'm still alived. Thank God. It make me appreciate my life and people that i loved most and always be thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;See the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219092337758860306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SG3w1EoUdBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/G3TopnXUbq4/s320/DSC00539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;My waistline&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219092801745260946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SG3xQFHTEZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CtQzJNXQg8I/s320/DSC05173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-7482850568316932158?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/7482850568316932158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=7482850568316932158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/7482850568316932158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/7482850568316932158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/07/fire-2.html' title='Fire 2 !!'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SG3w1EoUdBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/G3TopnXUbq4/s72-c/DSC00539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-927335913053281419</id><published>2008-07-03T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:48:49.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The title says it all, i was having my dinner and watching tv alone in the living room until i smell some sort of gas. I just ignore, thinking that was some food that got burnt (luung smell). I still continue watching tv and then i heard people screaming FIRE FIRE outside and i immediately when out to the balcony and saw big clouds of gas from the house on the 1st floor. so i jst went to my room, put on a shirt, grab my hp and wallet while still in my boxers and ran out from the house. Since its a condo, i had to walk down through the stairs and lift seems to stop functioning. When i got to the stairway, it was full of thick smoke especially the stairs near 1st floor entrance. My unit was on the 4th flr, so it was not that bad to walk down but i had to stop at each floor to gasp some air. Dang, it was like a drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So i managed to reach the main entrance and walk away from the building. Luckily my sis came back late and she waited for me downstairs. So every residence gather around and watch the flaming fire, it seems the fire came from the kitchen. We waited for the firefighter to come, they took some time to arrive and some of the residence actually took the hose from the pool water trying to stop the flame or delay the fire from getting worse. By the time, the firefighter came, the flame seems to reduce. Thanks to the residence actually and they should fix the fire alarm from the condo unit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219015677742719602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SG2rG30MonI/AAAAAAAAADw/MN7IFIuuyV8/s320/DSC05171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;                                                        The hose from 1st floor entrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219016017036020178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SG2ranyBidI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UT-FtWccyjg/s320/DSC05172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-927335913053281419?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/927335913053281419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=927335913053281419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/927335913053281419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/927335913053281419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/07/fire.html' title='Fire!!'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SG2rG30MonI/AAAAAAAAADw/MN7IFIuuyV8/s72-c/DSC05171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-6340914332075155202</id><published>2008-06-23T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T03:44:59.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Today is monday, went to college as usual, go for lectures and all. I felt really tired even though i didnt do much the day before, so yea. While the lecture is on session, Yi Chih's caught my attention the most. Just dont know why, like to kacau her.......hahaha. So here are the stalker pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215027332967257714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SF9_upt3VnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nJwVA0VNZ4c/s320/yi+chih.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And 1 more thing, when i ordered my pattaya fried rice...the chilli sauce forms a heartshape on top of the egg. Is that their usual style to dress the egg? KDU loves us?? how weird is it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215028028728218450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SF-AXJoNE1I/AAAAAAAAADA/sIWenhaDli4/s320/DSC04868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215028349114881458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SF-ApzKVlbI/AAAAAAAAADI/Klo0ky_EjIA/s320/DSC04872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;                                                               .....PIC OF THE DAY.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-6340914332075155202?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/6340914332075155202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=6340914332075155202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/6340914332075155202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/6340914332075155202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/06/wee.html' title='Wee'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SF9_upt3VnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nJwVA0VNZ4c/s72-c/yi+chih.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-2838801078143647349</id><published>2008-06-14T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T03:46:45.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High On Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally the day has come for my college PR event. The main purpose of our event is to create awareness about the environment through performing arts. It was definately a major group of effort to pull this event since there were about 70 plus student for this subject. I'm sure we all had our fun time during the event. The event covers up important issues that are related to the eco system, health and earth. There were live local band perform and performances by our very own stepdancers. Well entertained, too bad for some who missed it. Here are some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            Live Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211678248925992690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOZwTbdFvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/npjHeuOTmlc/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The Refreshment Booth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211673478204858930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOVanG5ojI/AAAAAAAAABA/T3KTqdZMRVs/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kacau Ms Happy hair, Joey Pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211674562502823026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOWZubrjHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pJO-mHcTzdg/s320/14.06+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ms Happy and Cherish revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211674889892793170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOWsyDiC1I/AAAAAAAAABY/BbiCtf_Ikq4/s320/14.06+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Continue to attack me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211675192516943186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOW-ZawHVI/AAAAAAAAABg/_x-dCi004Jk/s320/14.06+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wee (Peace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211680368592805826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFObrrzZ38I/AAAAAAAAACg/9bnjcbXbkZs/s320/14.06+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cherish and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211676287702326610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOX-JTS3VI/AAAAAAAAABw/Tv8fM5XNZo4/s320/14.06+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jehan, Joey and Me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211676759133675122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOYZlhSXnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5iualkHh0dA/s320/14.06+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211677056081999650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOYq3vSNyI/AAAAAAAAACA/N-breaIERiA/s320/14.06+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Joey, Me, Rex and Cherish&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211677509444429522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOZFQpT5tI/AAAAAAAAACI/glWF5kfNjDg/s320/14.06+(16).jpg" border="0" /&gt; My Car&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211678633189666994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOaGq7DcLI/AAAAAAAAACY/np5mIMYUIUo/s320/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-2838801078143647349?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/2838801078143647349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=2838801078143647349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/2838801078143647349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/2838801078143647349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-on-green.html' title='High On Green'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SFOZwTbdFvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/npjHeuOTmlc/s72-c/DSC00375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4747888880078306738.post-4975682599266240732</id><published>2008-05-27T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:28:28.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are The Pau Of My Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Since its my 1st post, i'll make it as crapiest as possible eh. Have you ever heard people saying that 'you are the apple of my eyes? I've guess everyone should have heard about this phrase. Why must be apple? i always ask myself bout it. Why not guava, cherry, durian, stick, banana or perhapes pau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I guess if u like someone, u will name them their sweet names rite? i know i would and YES, i call my special one you are the 'pau' of my eye because pau is white, soft and oh so yummy.....hmm sounds kinda corny though. Ohh my sweet Pau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;So what i'm trying to crap is that, it is up to every individual to tune in to their own frequency and adjust how they express their methods of love by calling them whatever name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4747888880078306738-4975682599266240732?l=talkcraplah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/feeds/4975682599266240732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4747888880078306738&amp;postID=4975682599266240732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/4975682599266240732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4747888880078306738/posts/default/4975682599266240732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talkcraplah.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-pau-of-my-eye.html' title='You Are The Pau Of My Eye'/><author><name>roman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601618455342514417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C4nWDllZGCU/SQLH7u6vo_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/DI2iHBJrxzU/S220/DSC08580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
