<?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-8216524</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:02:18.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>| | torn n frayed | |</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>341</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7682305507225337641</id><published>2010-05-05T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:09:39.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The typical girl who's in love and rushing things. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Pressure seems to be the word but i refuse to use it.&lt;br /&gt;I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Copeland's last tour. Playing in Singapore today. I hope u guys will have fun without me.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7682305507225337641?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7682305507225337641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7682305507225337641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7682305507225337641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7682305507225337641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2010/05/typical-girl-whos-in-love-and-rushing.html' 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in that text message.&lt;br /&gt;that i stick to what i plan to do.&lt;br /&gt;that i was not restless.&lt;br /&gt;that the exam is not tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;that my parents are punk rock enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to end my restrictions. i am tired of asking permissions.&lt;br /&gt;because when i asked and you said no, you don't mean no. you would give me alternatives. i'm grateful for that but your alternatives always include something i'd say "the life of others". and i do not want to be irresponsible so i always respect what you said and always end up in your "no" answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to the max that i cannot do what i want to do. 23=adult. pui ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4439622343977934097?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5150006018785918995</id><published>2009-07-16T03:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:56:09.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHOf3s70w-c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHOf3s70w-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;because this used to be you and now it's me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's complicated. no, wait. it's over. totally. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what friends with benefits. you are right. i'm an idiot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;somehow, i don't think i can ever date. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i fucking miss you no matter how much you hate me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5150006018785918995?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5150006018785918995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5150006018785918995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5150006018785918995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5150006018785918995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-this-used-to-be-you-and-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5850150659764036707</id><published>2009-07-16T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:48:53.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if there's a word explaining worse than a break-up, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;it's like at wit's end. i don't remember begging and crying in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you too for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will i forget them. and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;then jon chan and band sings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wish that i could be the who pick you up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one when you're down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna be around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i wish that i could say the things i wanted to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or should i be screaming?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know i couldn't make you mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so i have to let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know i couldn't make you mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so i have to let you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n585148201_793281_8230-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/n585148201_793281_8230-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it is the seventh of july.&lt;br /&gt;heard the sound of trumpet on the way back home today. i swear it was you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7089485905588125071?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7089485905588125071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7089485905588125071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7089485905588125071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7089485905588125071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/07/then-jon-chan-and-band-sings-and-i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5289751463761275601</id><published>2009-07-01T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:03:56.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>get a damn job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5289751463761275601?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5289751463761275601/comments/default' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5045583639288706751</id><published>2009-06-18T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:38:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a test and it said i'm severely depressed. help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5045583639288706751?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5045583639288706751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5045583639288706751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5045583639288706751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5045583639288706751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-i-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5639898573932681143</id><published>2009-06-16T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:12:54.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought we're cool.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just being sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;i hate you. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i want to delete you and not talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;yes, til that extent. have fun being happy.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can even be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"didn't know i was looking for anyone til i found you."&lt;br /&gt;110608.&lt;br /&gt;4 Ritter Sports chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished it was easy to throw them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5639898573932681143?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5639898573932681143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5639898573932681143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5639898573932681143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5639898573932681143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-were-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-14253450679358409</id><published>2009-05-05T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:02:35.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Using only song titles from ONE ARTIST to answer these questions. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick Your Artist:&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab for Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you male or female:&lt;br /&gt;Earth Angel (The Penguins cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;I was a Kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Pity and Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you currently live:&lt;br /&gt;Grapevine Fires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go:&lt;br /&gt;Hometown Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite form of transportation:&lt;br /&gt;Passenger Seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend is:&lt;br /&gt;Line of Best Fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color is:&lt;br /&gt;A Lack of Colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like:&lt;br /&gt;No Sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of day:&lt;br /&gt;Sleep Spent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:&lt;br /&gt;Debate Exposes Doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life to you:&lt;br /&gt;The Sound of Settling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best advice you have to give:&lt;br /&gt;Someday You Will be Loved (more like i give to myself. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your name, what would it be:&lt;br /&gt;Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day:&lt;br /&gt;For What Reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I would like to die:&lt;br /&gt;A Movie Script Ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul's present condition:&lt;br /&gt;The Dream is Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto:&lt;br /&gt;Prove My Hypotheses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-14253450679358409?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/14253450679358409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=14253450679358409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/14253450679358409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/14253450679358409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/05/using-only-song-titles-from-one-artist.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-4119251135482558226</id><published>2009-05-03T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:57:07.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think ego stops everyone. it's this huge thing in their head that stops them from thinking. countless times told to wake them up but do they? "yes, i know.." that's what they'll say. do they really mean it? do they in the first place know what they know? it is very sad to see more of this as i grow up. to think that the matured you get, the easier it is to talk. someone told me "you know. many times you said you know but do you do anything about it? no. this just shows...". well, someone. i would like to say the same thing to you back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really bothered. what happen to the happy moments in 2007 and the years before? what happen to 7th of july of 2007? i am not in the group for long but long enough to see what happiness and maybe a bit downs you guys had. i was really happy with you punkrockers. i do not foresee any of this back then. but life's an experience. it made you wiser and maybe stronger. and i never thought ego can create such a great impact. forgive and forget can? it's childish, it is. i just want to be there as support. i wish i can do something. recall ok, friend. how much do you give them and how much do they give you back? calculative not. i am tired of seeing you leading your life this way. this group that group. all you want is fun. you can't you know. i know not my pasal but..wow. i feel cheated. i feel turned down. i feel used. what hurts most is i hate you yet i wanna hang out with you. then i stumble upon aqualung's brighter than sunshine. thanks eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can go suicidal sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deoxy.org/egofalse.htm"&gt;http://deoxy.org/egofalse.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4119251135482558226?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/4119251135482558226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=4119251135482558226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/4119251135482558226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/4119251135482558226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-ego-stops-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-9200345850813340562</id><published>2009-04-28T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:18:14.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh. rachel yamagata did come la eh. 15th april. bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is follower? blogspot got new thing is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday my beautiful people. i wish we could catch up very soon but i'm pretty tied up. many many oweness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i'm going ho chi minh from 16th may for 5 days. break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-9200345850813340562?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/9200345850813340562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=9200345850813340562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/9200345850813340562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/9200345850813340562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/04/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2207618870622910439</id><published>2009-04-02T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:58:09.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am taking a break from doing this assignment last minute. it gets tiring when its the smae thing over. as in essay non-stop. i'm having doubts taking further higher education. but i do dream of being at least a part time lecturer. haha. i bet all kids will love me. i'm damn calm, easygoing and lenient la. like real. me and my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think the biggest dream i want now is..shit. i don't know. somehow all seem broken and i have to make a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had me a bodoh day 2 days ago. thanks to this grogginess. i left home without my uniform to work. at work, i left my civilian clothes in the toilet. lucky no one threw it. and then im not sure if i should go home or do my assignment at the library. end up going library but no seats left. so i search for resources. got some but realised i'm not even sure now if they're relevant. go only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. twenty three. i love that number now because u love that. the year didn't start great for me and i was looking forward to 23rd. mogwai in january. birthday in february (unsucessful tho), COLDPLAY in march. in MY birthday month. hee. and i'm 23 on the 13th. get it? you get it. and you turn into a new 3 on 23rd. see? it was a supposed to be a great year for us. but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gets better slowly. i am not that alone. but i'm still sober. life haven't been that happening til you came and i mean happening. face it. they're just the unexpected. i still have things to say but it won't mean as much now. we're slowly healing. i'm really glad we are still talking and i stil can turn to you. same goes to you, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm in dilemma. on the day when my feet won't touch ground. yup, after coldplay. thanks for spoilong my mood la eh. but it's only fair that feelings have to let go. i'm not saying i hate him because you cannot hate someone so much but its just weird. you guys are friends for almost 9 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm as confused as you probably are now. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say cb to my friend and she replied pk. i didn't know malay also got abbreviation for that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears still welled up when i listen to fix you. i've been singing to their songs because i love it. only after the concert did i realise most songs explained something in my life. everybody's life in fact. can u imagine after 5 years then it meant deeply for me? silly girl. wah. they have became more than my favourite awesome band. dy and i promised we'll go watch them if they are still playing in 20 years time. i'm so bringing my kids along. HAHA. dream on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly osbourne is engaged to luke warroll. man with boyish looks still turn me on. he's cute lor and they're like 6 years apart. i should start looking for 18 year olds now. first stop, bukit batok driving centre. k kentalz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took gmax 5. the swing one not up and down one at cark quay. it's the only thrilling thing me and friend can think of. the adrenaline rush is undescribablebubble! i wish it was longer. but when i'm up there i wish it would stop. hahah! i so wanna go aussie or california for the most dangerous rollercoaster ride. or even bungee jumping. best kan. i'm still on a mission to paintballing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is proabably the longest post. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been hooked to facebook more than last time now. i don't know why. i feel bonded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. this could have been my other 25 random things post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss this smell of rain! i wish i could listen to joshua radin and go to sleep. but first. go pasar malam buy warm warm food and eat and watch tv series of maybe..one tree hill? then sleep. but no. i'm stuck with this assignment and a runny nose instead. amazing i can still smell the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody told me rachael yamagata's coming to singapore but i don't think so. anyway, her latest album kind of too mellow compared to the previous which was more..can say upbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am listening to explosions in the sky now! some boost! but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, i don't know which one to write first la eh. my English are getting more crappy. i need to relearn grammar and English. 5 more hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe... it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is... just... &lt;strong&gt;moving on&lt;/strong&gt;. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you girls and a few boys know where this is from ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm cheering for myself right now!&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister just climbed 138 steps to mount sophia where she's decided to study. 138 steps! she counted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning. i didn't off my lappie. what energy wasted! i finally reached like 2100 words, more than i expected, yup not what's expected but i don't care. i think my points are there. not clearly understood but can be understood. haiz. one month assignment turn 5 days. always like that. i shall make a resolution now to start at least 4 weeks before due date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0945h. finally over! i'm going to play more quizzes on facebook, hang out with dad, shower and off to handing up the assignment, catch up with the bitches and probably even catch confessions of a shopaholic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend all. and have fun OASIS-ing. i have no regret not going because coldplay is still the shit!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2207618870622910439?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2207618870622910439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2207618870622910439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2207618870622910439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2207618870622910439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-taking-break-from-doing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8456728228360882714</id><published>2009-02-23T23:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:30:55.352+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people been doing the 25 random things on facebook. let me do it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i will type this in 25 sec. impossible. 25 min. its 10:32 pm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i am already random by nature. like today, i text the ex-boyfriend to tell him i found the chocolate he'd been helping me to look for. so happen to be his birthday too. 6 months ago, i never thought i'll take this day off and sit at home. happy big three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i laugh and smile to myself which freaks everybody out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  people said im blur. well, sometimes i only pretended to be blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i ever dreamt of being a gymnast. the one with the colourful piece of cloth that goes round as you move and the roundoffbackhandspringtwistlayout sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i am easily influenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i thought i'm the only one who have the idea of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i wish C class ward is not 8-bedded. or at least make it bigger and cosier la. not cramped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i cried on my forth birthday. no reason why. but now i know. i was touched by seeing all my cousins and family there. im not the one who like to be in ctr of attention. so yea.. kinda feel wanted. i was EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i love Hiro. it used to be 30 cents and big. now its smaller and doesn't taste any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i think me and sister has great telepathy. our body language says it all too. most obvious: the uncomfortable "geli" spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i like teenage mutant ninja turtles a lot.  i like leonardo first kz he's a leader. but then he like boring. then i wanted to ike michaelangelo (yes, wanted to) but sis likes him. so i like donatello next kz i like purple. never like rafael kz he like very strong headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. also back then, i like observing boys. not to ooh-aah over them. i just think its great to be one. but i think its cooler if i'm the only girl among the boys. but that never happened kz i begin to like colours and boys seem to be wearing only black white blue and grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. it's 11:o3 pm. my aim's not met. because many typo. long time not online. lets extend to another 25 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i still need to improve my english. i still say stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i like 911! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i am lazy since young. grandma says i still want to be fed at 4, even 5. thats because i want to play with this toy and eat at the same time. i remember i began school at 1, transport at 12 sthg. so i'll wake up at 6 to pray, sleep again then sleep back and wake up around 9, shower, eat, watch tv, read, play with cousin and at 11 sthg play with this certain toy. and it clashes with my makan time. so yea. i just felt that i'm gonna have a bad day if i don't play with this toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. i remember wondering why i have hands and fingers and why or how people gets old. it's an undescribable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. if only everybody is like me, i bet there's no fights anywhere now. then again, the world will be topsy-turvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. i have no heart for my patients now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. i want to marry adam brody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. i want to date samaire armstrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. i always get the impression that the name Fifi is bapok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. i can't be too happy. i'll get a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i'm ending this. yes, its a bore but i think there's some more random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check: 11:29pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8456728228360882714?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8456728228360882714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=8456728228360882714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8456728228360882714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8456728228360882714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-been-doing-25-random-things-on.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2236061621285773785</id><published>2009-02-09T23:17:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:51:22.295+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am soooooooo happy that father is back. alhamdulillah. means a lot. it's been more than 24 hrs now he's at my grandma's house which is his in-laws house. yup, i'm living there now for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been...ok. but tiring. i realised he's a little like his mother. he likes to use the hp, he calls for little things.. i'm not complaining. i guess i'm just emotional. i understand how hard it is for him but he don't seem to understand us. i'm not asking for that though. i mean.. AAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know how to start this new life. my brain's in chaos. i wanted to talk but i feel weak doing so. what i wanted to do now is either to resign or get a maid. i've never felt this responsible before. a daughter, a grandaughter, a sister, a nurse, a student. he needs 24 hr care. i pity grandma looking after him. i mean my dad is damn heavy. he can sit up but to transfer from bed to chair, his diapers, medicine, feeding..too much for her to handle. he didn't even sleep last night! tried walking with him today but he's not as strong as when he was in the hospital. made me ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i'm glad now is i do have support from family and good friends. i'm definitely glad i don't have a boyfriend. at the moment. but i think because my last boyfriend was him. i still feel soberandotherthingsabout it til now. don't know if you're reading this but i kinda hate you. ugh! that is probably one of the reasons why this happen. one other reason like my uncle said, "You must have done a very small thing in life that Allah loves and He wants to see more of that." "Or maybe test you," i added. Made me ____ again. another reason too is.. i probably wasn't being a good girl for the past almost 23 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2236061621285773785?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2236061621285773785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2236061621285773785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2236061621285773785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2236061621285773785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-soooooooo-happy-that-father-is.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2646978555016273091</id><published>2009-02-01T14:49:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:51:49.818+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i played guitar heroes and i suck! don't think i'll bother trying out the drums. but i think it needs a little get used to. people and their creations. i miss wii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2646978555016273091?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2646978555016273091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2646978555016273091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2646978555016273091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2646978555016273091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-played-guitar-heroes-and-i-suck-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7169944374316496657</id><published>2009-01-30T02:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:41:08.182+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a one of huda's silly moment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was post night shift. wasn't sleepy. or at least i thought i wasn't. sat on a no-backrest chair. switched the lappie on. about dunno how long later, i was on the floor. tried to catch myself but didn't make it. i actually fell asleep! now got that bruised feeling beside my left eye and a 1cm cut. so much for wanting to feel pretty over the long weekend. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;out of nowhere:  just because mogwai made me feel so much better, doesn't mean i'm that ok. i'm just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7169944374316496657?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7169944374316496657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7169944374316496657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7169944374316496657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7169944374316496657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-one-of-hudas-silly-moment-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-452739072571024244</id><published>2009-01-24T13:44:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:42:46.225+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMDCM5OAOaE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMDCM5OAOaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;been exactly 2 months of the unexpected. the sadness, the pain, the hurt, the confusion, the stress, the people, the guilt. watching mogwai live really made me feel so much better. the kind of music i need for the shit i've been through. every single piece describes those everyday feelings. thank you, thank you for coming. i wish it wouldn't end. their 1 1/2 hr was damn short la. i'm not surprised they don't sound good with lyrics. they don't interact that much. it's only "thank you very much" and "how are you all doing" and "what do you say". aah! no photos while they played. too lost in their music.. got their autograph tho on the pathetic ticket but well. it's not like they have the best autograph anyway. then they sold lkimited edition cd with dvd for 18 bux! i shudn't have bought the cd first la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love you, i'm going to blow your school. the precipice. batcat. hunted by a freak. i know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn it. i feel like crap now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-452739072571024244?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/452739072571024244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=452739072571024244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/452739072571024244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/452739072571024244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-exactly-2-months-of-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8296941592320644181</id><published>2009-01-18T15:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:00:02.164+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this joke.&lt;br /&gt;will it be over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to migrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8296941592320644181?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8296941592320644181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=8296941592320644181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8296941592320644181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8296941592320644181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1105572186793971895</id><published>2008-12-17T10:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:36:52.211+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's pretty obvious how the team is unsure of my father's case. Alhamdulillah they made the right decisions so far. there are already signs of recovery. like seriously recovering. just 3-4 more things for him and i'm sure he can come back home. planning home is the hardest thing to do now. always been even if it's not for my father. i hate planning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1105572186793971895?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1105572186793971895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=1105572186793971895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1105572186793971895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1105572186793971895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-pretty-obvious-how-team-is-unsure.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1934141110362079372</id><published>2008-12-08T00:29:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:31:36.536+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am more than damn pissed with Berita Harian. i only like the last part of the article. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forgive myself. ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1934141110362079372?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1934141110362079372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=1934141110362079372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1934141110362079372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1934141110362079372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-more-than-damn-pissed-with-berita.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-932480235201202295</id><published>2008-11-30T10:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:15:07.490+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-932480235201202295?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/932480235201202295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=932480235201202295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/932480235201202295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/932480235201202295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/11/wait.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2667768154501858692</id><published>2008-11-30T10:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:09:35.936+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gt4dvBRGMdE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gt4dvBRGMdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Electrico- Hail to the Friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love Denvers!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2667768154501858692?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2667768154501858692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2667768154501858692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2667768154501858692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2667768154501858692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/11/electrico-hail-to-friends-love-denvers.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6812510159348835968</id><published>2008-11-16T10:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:42:24.232+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 2 celebrations in one day yesterday. it's mum's birthday and i can legally drive now. it's probably the best birthday present she ever receive from me. i wasn't as psyched as i thought i'd be but boy, was i smiling all the way like a happy girl after an amazing sex. hah. what do i know. guess it pays to be sick. and that "jampi" water i got from my dad's friend that had "jampi-ed" the tester. i wasn't tested on 'e' brake. thanks you ppl out there for telling me not to give up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, Eunos's went to Sakura buffet.&lt;br /&gt;i find this too gross to be eaten. sashimo, sushimo..something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1988-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/DSCF1988-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i drank this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF1983-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/DSCF1983-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. hot green tea. i feel it goes better with sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i knew it, i was home before ten. on a saturday. not a very great feeling kz my rockstar and other friends were around that same area, rocking to weekend trip while me at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6812510159348835968?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6812510159348835968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6812510159348835968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6812510159348835968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6812510159348835968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-2-celebrations-in-one-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5806156056428191492</id><published>2008-11-14T16:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:35:05.908+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been damn thin. i have the appetite to eat now but these throat and lungs are stopping me. i really don't know what to eat or drink except for plain and honey water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cynthia told me to stop talking 'cause it gonna turn everyone on. saana told me to "go slow, not deep straight away."  boyfriend tells me to sing City of Angels by the Distillers.&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's how rock i sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im starting to get headcache. again. almost frequently lately. wonder if seeing the doctor helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5806156056428191492?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5806156056428191492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5806156056428191492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5806156056428191492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5806156056428191492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-damn-thin.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6753687247790107772</id><published>2008-11-12T22:36:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:10:03.154+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i'm not so much of Cinta. she's a teen. i'm..well. a young adult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought october would be fun but it's not. it's post-puasa and i got assignments and exams which i can't get any bloody resources. expected support and laughter from them important people but oh well. not all things can go your way. too long and hurtful to be explained. guess my laidback-ness got the best of me. sucks really bad. seriously, i think it's just a personality problem. hard to accept. you know..like different people have different opinions. or probably just misunderstanding. getting the other to understand. thought it was understood but it's not. i blame no one but me. it's frustrating when people you love can't get along with each other. wrong move huda. i learn now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are never gonna be the way they were before. i only hope it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i AM sincerely sorry. all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6753687247790107772?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6753687247790107772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6753687247790107772' title='0 Comments'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3874532072514272036?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3874532072514272036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3874532072514272036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3874532072514272036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3874532072514272036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/10/ada-apa-dengan-cinta.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8223420507328670053</id><published>2008-10-07T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:28:14.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so sick.&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;of waiting. everytime.&lt;br /&gt;it gets frustrating. very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;especially when things you thought were once right but now they're not.&lt;br /&gt;especially when it seems like you have to do every single mistake in order to get through.&lt;br /&gt;especially when it isn't just "it" on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucken failure.&lt;br /&gt;oh rainy day, be with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8223420507328670053?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8223420507328670053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=8223420507328670053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8223420507328670053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8223420507328670053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-9169129531436712641</id><published>2008-10-04T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:52:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was never there i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was i never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i never there was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i was never there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there never was i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-9169129531436712641?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7003374682859920967</id><published>2008-09-19T02:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:07:12.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSHATP1t9Fg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSHATP1t9Fg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BREATHE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;skate bowl, beach, angels and airwaves, sixoheight, playground. you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7003374682859920967?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7003374682859920967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7003374682859920967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7003374682859920967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7003374682859920967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/09/breathe-skate-bowl-beach-angels-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8424949809681688959</id><published>2008-09-19T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:30:06.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just for the record, 5 days so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8424949809681688959?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8424949809681688959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=8424949809681688959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8424949809681688959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8424949809681688959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-for-record-5-days-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8978995539725102797</id><published>2008-09-19T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:29:34.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when a patient collapse. especially when the doctors "call it" and we have to face the family. as a professional, i can only empathise. and when this happens too often, i'm not sure how sincere the empathy is. i fear of not going to be sincere again. like i'm a fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it got tested. some bad news came. this time it's not like.."ohh..it's just another one." i felt shock instead. im human again. felt more human when i told my parents. i was reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's painful. but i know you're strong enough. there's always us. and it's not jinx. it's berkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight shows who your real friends are. in fact, it was like a reunion don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8978995539725102797?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8978995539725102797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8926160040193754452</id><published>2008-09-03T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:43:13.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what's my latest add-to-favourite website. Tiffany &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;Jialat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like Elsa Peretti's gemstone charm bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;Frank Gehry's unique designs.&lt;br /&gt;The Swing and Jazz collections. And this ring which looks pretty nice as a wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAh!!! Thanks ah Mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/"&gt;http://www.tiffany.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8926160040193754452?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8926160040193754452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=8926160040193754452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8926160040193754452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8926160040193754452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-whats-my-latest-add-to-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6258927750820681359</id><published>2008-09-01T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:26:25.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALFREY NOOR SULAIMAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop asking. Ever since you said that you're falling in love with me and i replied, things are never gonna be the same again. It's gonna be better. Yes, you may not be on the list but what do i know about the list? You happened before it and it's real. More real. Everything felt real. So screw the list. It's just a dream i wish will never come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still remember your 7 pages messages. I'm here and always will. Even if one day you turn out abnormal. I'm so sure this time and I'm letting the whole world know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar. You are my breath of fresh air, the peppermint to my Arnott's chocolate cookie slice, the marshmallow in my rocky road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dry your eyes, mate. 'Cause now I'm yours &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF0824.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/DSCF0824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I'm in love...again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6258927750820681359?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6258927750820681359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6258927750820681359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6258927750820681359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6258927750820681359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-im-in-loveagain.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6288420041711388537</id><published>2008-09-01T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:15:49.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vo41B0jeDI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vo41B0jeDI8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Adara and Sofyan!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;You did a good job, you creature of the night ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6288420041711388537?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6288420041711388537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6288420041711388537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6288420041711388537'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6538402177397449796</id><published>2008-08-09T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:33:50.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so what's the plan?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. up to you.&lt;br /&gt;no idea. it's 2240.&lt;br /&gt;there's drum and bass at bugis. start at 2200.&lt;br /&gt;what time finish? i don't wanna go home late.&lt;br /&gt;ouh.&lt;br /&gt;is anyone you know there? if got then i go home ah. you go watch.&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only this was a movie scene, i would have edited this shot. even better, delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love The Cure's Friday, I'm in Love. now i'm not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-756038056541029889</id><published>2008-08-04T15:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:32:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liar liar pants on fire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-756038056541029889?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/756038056541029889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=756038056541029889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/756038056541029889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/756038056541029889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1277988632207426407</id><published>2008-08-04T15:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:28:07.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so you know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;well sometimes, you didn't realise that you want it.&lt;br /&gt;like you don't know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;guess it's not about what you want.&lt;br /&gt;it's about what you expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when all else fail, violence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1277988632207426407?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1277988632207426407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=1277988632207426407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1277988632207426407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1277988632207426407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-you-know-what-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3684200764062239794</id><published>2008-08-02T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T12:44:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We always have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Or at least I think we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We can always use our voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I thought this to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We can live in fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Extend ourselves to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We can fall below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Or lift ourselves above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fear can stop you loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Love can stop your fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fear can stop you loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But it's not always that clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I always try so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;To share myself around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But now I'm closing up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Drilling through the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'd love to give myself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But I find it hard to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I've got no map to find my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Amongst this cloud of dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fear can stop you loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Love can stop you fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;But it's not always that clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Fear and Love by Morcheeba&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Under the blue skies of her native land&lt;br /&gt;She languished and began to fade. . .&lt;br /&gt;Until surely there flew without a sound&lt;br /&gt;Above me, her young shade.&lt;br /&gt;But there stretches between us an uncrossable line;&lt;br /&gt;In vain my feelings I tried to awaken.&lt;br /&gt;The lips that brought the news were made of stone,&lt;br /&gt;And I listened like a stone, unshaken.&lt;br /&gt;So this is she for whom my soul once burned&lt;br /&gt;In the tense and heavy fire,&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed, exhausted, driven out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;By tenderness and desire!&lt;br /&gt;Where are the torments? Where is love? Alas!&lt;br /&gt;For the unreturning days'&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memory and for the poor credulous&lt;br /&gt;Shade, I find no lament, no tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~No Tears by Alexander Pushkin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lies not in our power to love or hate,&lt;br /&gt;For will in us is overruled by fate.&lt;br /&gt;When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,&lt;br /&gt;We wish that one should love, the other win;&lt;br /&gt;And one especially do we affect&lt;br /&gt;Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:&lt;br /&gt;The reason no man knows; let it suffice&lt;br /&gt;What we behold is censured by our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Where both deliberate, the love is slight:&lt;br /&gt;Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight by Christopher Marlowe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-376150542198286576</id><published>2008-07-30T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:29:58.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's a rambutan tree around my house area.&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna go kampung. already had durians and longans.&lt;br /&gt;time for mangosteens and jackfruits and coconuts and papaya and lychee and duku.&lt;br /&gt;and this fruit that smells nice but taste weird which so far only me, tweet and his mom like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random #3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-376150542198286576?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/376150542198286576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=376150542198286576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/376150542198286576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/376150542198286576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/07/theres-rambutan-tree-around-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7826868493707802118</id><published>2008-07-30T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:19:30.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;totally not in the list. total opposites.&lt;br /&gt;uncertainties.&lt;br /&gt;fear still bothers me. ignore.&lt;br /&gt;imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, those imperfections seems to be a beautiful thing. it's what makes it so right.&lt;br /&gt;give it all already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how do you fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;make out and ask him to be your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;am i on cloud nine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be soon before long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. happy birthday, Bernard.&lt;br /&gt;beautiful things do happen on your birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7826868493707802118?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7826868493707802118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7826868493707802118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7826868493707802118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7826868493707802118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/07/mystery.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1005400558014636710</id><published>2008-07-27T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:43:29.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is this game we're playing?&lt;br /&gt;Should I stick around for more?&lt;br /&gt;Snap your fingers&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running,leave again when you're boredwith me&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;my God I feel so small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll let myself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This facade that I'm stuck withhas got me wondering&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me how you want me&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be naked stumbling&lt;br /&gt;just to get a reaction, any signs of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;my God I feel so small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle up your smile&lt;br /&gt;and pour it in a cup&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;once I sobered up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;my God I feel so small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cast shadows on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind me, nevermind me&lt;br /&gt;I'll let myself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Maria Mena, Nevermind me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1005400558014636710?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1005400558014636710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=1005400558014636710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1005400558014636710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1005400558014636710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-this-game-were-playing-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3354170337636046875</id><published>2008-07-21T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:51:56.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm probably the most lucky girl to get the annual leave during the joint commission international week. it was the most biggest important audit for hospitals. yea, so SGH is known to be the best around thus the ungodly preparation. eee. i'm so glad its over. not sure how we did til i get back to work tomorrow. DREAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drag to my leave though was that i DID NOT go for holiday/getaway. anyway, i had fun with friends, catching up and being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's given me a lot of thoughts to uncertain things. oh and i pass the exam which i was so confident of failing! woo hoo! but overall i think my friend didn't. that means i have to go through next semester by myself. i mean i do have other friends but i get along best with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. my guy friend thinks i should blog this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SGH gives $2.50 for meal allowance on PM shift. it's not even enough for a freaking chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i think tomato sauce is childish. haha! but i'm proud of myself becuase i already began to eat fries with tomato ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) a few other random stuffs which i'll blog when i remember them.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2296652233158161001</id><published>2008-05-17T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:19:42.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cdc cheerleaders</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://sports.webshots.com/photo/1305597873067474845bGxFre"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Southeast CDC Racial Harmony Campfire Night" src="http://inlinethumb47.webshots.com/2350/1305597873067474845S425x425Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 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title='cdc cheerleaders'/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5224836845014257820</id><published>2008-04-28T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T02:07:26.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally the assignment's OVER!&lt;br /&gt;now, to concentrate on exam then driving then exam again. however, it's goona be a bit of driving first. my driving been very sucky lately la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess today's driving suck 'cause im still in the post KL trip mood.&lt;br /&gt;yup, went KL for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cbk26aprflyer-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/cbk26aprflyer-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ah. gua da hardcore, beb!!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crowd was mad i tell you. very different from Sg. it was rowdy. tot of getting into the crowd but never mind. i bet everyone who came out of the gig had a part of their body hurt.&lt;br /&gt;the bands were great. sound was pretty good. enjoyed loads even if 3/4 of the time we didn't get to see their faces. it's great that we went Zouk for gig instead of club. ok, maybe a bit wasted but we're not there for that. despite the fun we had, things got lost. in just ONE hr. i feel you my friends. lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a liar for a friend. but i'm glad he came. it was nice to see him have fun. well, he always do anyway but eversince he got some problems lately, it was nicer to see him have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had good food over there. correction. awesome food! we really had full meals. i'm so lagging of those since the start of the week 'cause of work. thank you so much Cassandra boys! we're really grateful. i really can't stop eating. now the boys know the real huda. heh. anyway, here's what recommended, Raju restoran where they sells roti cannai (they had PA system for warning the drivers when the TP came to &lt;em&gt;saman-ing&lt;/em&gt; the cars parked inappropraitely.) and kampong baru. kampong abes. name the malay side dishes, it's there. &lt;em&gt;cun tu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the accomodation was good too. feel like family. i miss waking up seeing the boys sleep. they look so innocent. haha. and my girlfriend's boyfriend's snore! i miss that too. and you, liar friend, must get used to sleeping on the bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it ended pretty badly 'cause i realised i left my camera somewhere there. mhmm. my sister screamed like waaaaaaat when she heard that. like what girlfriend said, "maybe you cursed your camera too much. they had feeling too it seemed." yeah, probably. 'cause i've been saying "it's time to get a new camera."and we felt that we were cheated by the bus agency upon going back Sg. sigh. lesson learnt. again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah! still not in the mood to work. i feel like being out of Sg for a month! time won't stand still will they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i know i've been saying pictures to be up, but i prob just give a link. not now. those with facebook, check out my profile. otehrwise, wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elmunirah.multiply.com/photos"&gt;http://elmunirah.multiply.com/photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5224836845014257820?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5224836845014257820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5224836845014257820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5224836845014257820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5224836845014257820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-assignments-over-now-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7737752506589069834</id><published>2008-04-28T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:53:23.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Jikalau engkau pergi dari sisiku malam ini, hatiku akan terus gelap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ANS, 25th April @ 1549h.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7737752506589069834?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7737752506589069834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7737752506589069834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7737752506589069834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7737752506589069834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/04/jikalau-engkau-pergi-dari-sisiku-malam.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6859028702844487605</id><published>2008-04-14T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:03:50.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's this girl i know who has not one but three status that some guys would ever dream of should he has a girlfriend. she wished she could have all them tattoed on her legs but due to unforeseen circumstances, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her year ended and started pretty well. she enjoyed christmas and hari raya and new year. there are pictures which i'll help link later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between though, she had pretty rough times. one of them involved this guy she enjoyed hanging out with. there's this adrenaline feeling sometimes but she knew she had to brush it off. probably 'cause she's looking for something serious and is afraid to take the risk. well, she's not getting any younger and so is he. she doesn't want to waste his time. they've been pretty close since early this year. "Go only.." her/his friends would say. frankly, her heart says yeah but her head says no. he asked like what. five times? they had like an on and off thing of contacting. they could be talking/texting 7 days a week for maybe 2 weeks or just a once a month. and she's still trying to understand what makes it so hard to not think about him. i think he's the next guy she's comfortable with after her exboyfreind. i bet she's having mixed feelings. that sucks. and lately, there had been a problem between them and the friends they hangout with. it  sucks more 'cause there seemed to be loss of trust. i told her to not get involved. maybe she don't need to meet them often. silence. she miss him. so did he. i suggested that she should start seeing other guys. and she said she will. in june. 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work isn't helping her either. her transfer to another department had affected her social/personal life thus, no date. sucks like FUCK. totally mad. she hasn't been going home on time. it's depressing. the thought of it makes her wanna cry. everyfreakingtime. she wants six months gone like -. yup. that short. thank god her colleagues are fine. except for one or two. maybe three or four. basically i think beacause she's having trouble communicating with these old ladies. pretty emotional at times. she can't take it. oh and yesterday she had this lady who claimed to be a psychic. so this girl i knew asked the lady if she can answer her questions. she said can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: when will you see me getting married?&lt;br /&gt;lady: i have to see your palm.&lt;br /&gt;(so she showed.)&lt;br /&gt;lady: 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;girl: and how long will it take for me to find him? as a boyfriend first.&lt;br /&gt;lady: (she shake her head) no hope. no hope for you to get married.&lt;br /&gt;girl: you said i'll get married in 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;lady: no. you won't get married. i lied. no hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. played with her feelings. but this kind of thing sure makes her day actually. i'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, she has assignment which she probably is doing right now. that added to her stress. mmhmm. she's studying part-time and part-time regretting. seemed kinda hard to concentrate. exams coming up soon i heard. all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to destress, she join a fitness club. True. gentle/therapy yoga or just cardio workout works. going with girlfriends make it more fun. oh. she's a cheerleader too. hasn't been going often though ever since she's not in the nationals. she felt that by being there, she'll be enjoying too much and will make it harder to let go when time to go had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her birthday just passed too. she got polaroid, backpack and a storybook! her sister still owe her. so do i. she love her friends! and what she did on her birthday? check out concrete romans and watched step up 2. awesome moves! still prefer step up 2 though. no mum or bird and the bee. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her traffic police test is in one month's time. im so praying that she'll pass! aaah! she will la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that pretty much bring her story to an end. close to end. haha. pretty dumb to be telling someone else story instead of your own. that's because my life probably sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6859028702844487605?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6859028702844487605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6859028702844487605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6859028702844487605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6859028702844487605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-this-girl-i-know-who-has-not-one.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5919750687809216514</id><published>2008-03-13T23:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T04:31:29.282+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TWENTY TWO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5919750687809216514?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5919750687809216514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5919750687809216514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5919750687809216514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5919750687809216514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2008/03/aaaaahh-happy-twenty-two-will-update.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3632015322528640442</id><published>2007-11-06T01:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T02:28:10.355+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaahh!! glad i came last min for support!&lt;br /&gt;i am so feeling the subaru challenge. i know how disappointed u are my redneck friend but u did well!! we still love you! we are so sorry we sort of got lost in our "little convo". u could have done better, we knew it!! it's a good experience. all the "wake up, &lt;em&gt;atas sikit atas sikit, ibu jari ibu jari,&lt;/em&gt; lame jokes, u still have 5 fingers..". and how he said he thought his fingers were beans and his palm was holding a plate of (i dunno wat) food. sigh. next year u whole Bella people go okay and i'll be wearing my miniskirt and go crazy with my pom-poms over you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really a whole mental and health challenge man. 5 min break every 6 hours. how crazy?! i respect you those out there still having their hands on that car. (except this dude who trash-talked my redneck friend til he got hallucinated). the amazing thing is, there were more ladies than men left standing. this proves that ladies have stronger mentalities than men. yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;a very close close trusted friend turns twenty one today. i have no idea where she is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't a very great night to end with. i will be there tomorrow my bubbly friend.&lt;br /&gt;and glad to finally meet the cina friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3632015322528640442?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3632015322528640442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3632015322528640442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3632015322528640442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3632015322528640442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/11/aaaahh-glad-i-came-last-min-for-support.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1290098553956574572</id><published>2007-11-01T19:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:25:08.994+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight I dreamt we found a fair of wonders&lt;br /&gt;Where the future and the past could not contain&lt;br /&gt;We were greeted by a spell that took us under&lt;br /&gt;And laid down in a field that revelates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To meet you in this dream we share&lt;br /&gt;I believed a perfect pair&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;This fair comes with a price&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'll wake up twice&lt;br /&gt;And, both times find you gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Are all we have that when it's over&lt;br /&gt;Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Of the path that sends us searching&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too quick to fall asleep again to find you&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing through a dream I can't control&lt;br /&gt;This house of mirrors beckons us to walk through&lt;br /&gt;But inside again I'll have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Stuck here in this stare&lt;br /&gt;Revealed beyond the glare&lt;br /&gt;Again you're gone&lt;br /&gt;So throw a stone through these reflections&lt;br /&gt;Scatter light in all directions&lt;br /&gt;And sing this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Are all we have and when it's over&lt;br /&gt;Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Of the path that sends us searching&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the physical&lt;br /&gt;Meet with the spiritual?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the typical question?&lt;br /&gt;But down below and up above&lt;br /&gt;It looks the same&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not sure of anything&lt;br /&gt;Where will love come from again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection&lt;br /&gt;Is all we have&lt;br /&gt;And when it's over&lt;br /&gt;Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Of the path that sends us searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Searching Searching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Reflections, Mae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1290098553956574572?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-85308572762965344</id><published>2007-11-01T19:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:14:13.812+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm most happy when i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it worth the living?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-85308572762965344?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/85308572762965344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=85308572762965344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Driving practice&lt;br /&gt;Musical&lt;br /&gt;Save money for degree&lt;br /&gt;Save money for next year travelling&lt;br /&gt;Blind date(s). heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-94645238785384910?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/94645238785384910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=94645238785384910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/94645238785384910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/94645238785384910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-been-loooong-time-thinking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8719319236205139925</id><published>2007-09-14T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:35:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaaaaaaarrrggghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited and anxious and happy and awholelotmoreofjumpyfeelings, i could eat a hundred dozen of donut factory with ben and jerry's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stylist's prettier than the model. horrible horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start voting ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2989364296790228095</id><published>2007-09-14T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:30:49.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MY AUGUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/P1020146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/album/560482196HltoAs?vhost=good-times"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SEVENTEEN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/BKK24-27AUG169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/album/560460597gArIvq?vhost=good-times"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGKOK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SEPTEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/P1020939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/album/560635430Ahkcbc?vhost=entertainment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral For A Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit happens that week too. It was the first time ever I felt so courageous. Boy, was it hard. Harder than a break-up. I seriously had no intention to hurt him. Glad we are still talking :) CRASH was awesome.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/album/560635430Ahkcbc?vhost=entertainment"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2989364296790228095?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2989364296790228095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2989364296790228095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2989364296790228095'/><link rel='self' 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dude who made me wake up early in the morning and then to tell me that he gave the wrong info to see this film he acted in that involved my future cousin in law who was pissed after the whole damn thing because they didnt win but they knew they did well so that's all that mattered like how i knew what's the fucking surprise which i think doesn't flatter me and is that even a question because i dont know like how i dont know everything because i only know how to colour and i love it as much as the handshake that got us talking again yeay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1013024058285729259?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1013024058285729259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>COUSIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT SHUT UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;che mo pan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes again like any normal teenager only this time, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;boys and their ego or me and the ego rather. heh. i kind of knew "everything" and it's pretty sad. i'm quite happy at one point in my life where i don't want/need to make any new friends. like i already know who my real friends are, know what i mean. i'm weeelly happy being single. yes, it gets lonely sometimes but i got my ways. and now it's like shit. not the no-bf part. i don't want to be some erm.. goddess? like attention kind of thing. i hope they don't see me that way because we've been hanging out what seemed like a lot. i'm just a friend of a friend/cousin. felt relieved after telling this friend/cousin though. still, i didn't expect it to happen now. like it's suddenly EVERYTHING. i'm pretty sad for this guy too. i'm totally having mixed feelings and none of them seem perfect. an adventure she said. an experience. sheesh. sure is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy (belated) birthday, frens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3535348777333810110?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3535348777333810110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3535348777333810110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3535348777333810110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3535348777333810110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/07/cousin-i-cannot-shut-up-che-mo-pan-here.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-663622428717274882</id><published>2007-07-26T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:17:01.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What it was wasn't my fault&lt;br /&gt;If i would have known&lt;br /&gt;But who could have known&lt;br /&gt;Cameras and the kids&lt;br /&gt;Candids and the kindling&lt;br /&gt;We're fighting them off&lt;br /&gt;They've done it again&lt;br /&gt;What did her friends say&lt;br /&gt;Who was involved&lt;br /&gt;Oh call it all off&lt;br /&gt;Cause i should have known but&lt;br /&gt;Who could have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The needles the space&lt;br /&gt;Time cant erase&lt;br /&gt;And buttoned down&lt;br /&gt;You'll get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of it all&lt;br /&gt;The rise and the fall&lt;br /&gt;Buttoned down&lt;br /&gt;You'll get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the bank&lt;br /&gt;His heads sinking low&lt;br /&gt;He should have known&lt;br /&gt;How hard did it come&lt;br /&gt;When was it that you&lt;br /&gt;Lost your soul&lt;br /&gt;What does it take&lt;br /&gt;What did they make you&lt;br /&gt;What do you know&lt;br /&gt;Would you have done it again again again&lt;br /&gt;Now we'll let you in but&lt;br /&gt;We should have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The needles the space&lt;br /&gt;Time cant erase&lt;br /&gt;And buttoned down&lt;br /&gt;You'll get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of it all&lt;br /&gt;The rise and the fall&lt;br /&gt;Buttoned down&lt;br /&gt;You'll get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Buttoned Down, Straylight Run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-663622428717274882?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/663622428717274882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=663622428717274882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/663622428717274882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/663622428717274882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-it-was-wasnt-my-fault-if-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7775489301571568735</id><published>2007-07-24T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T17:10:26.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>father called to get him a cab. gave him the number instead.&lt;br /&gt;and go to work.&lt;br /&gt;do some suctioning. and she's so chesty.&lt;br /&gt;and everybody has flu.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to think it's the brains-brains that upsets this.&lt;br /&gt;waiting. we are far but near. i like eye contacts.&lt;br /&gt;cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin my bitch now.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what can say and what can't. give me a pencil and paper next time, yea?&lt;br /&gt;like frog under the table.&lt;br /&gt;high on the off day.&lt;br /&gt;paracetamol and promethazine codeine.&lt;br /&gt;drink lots of water and passed out heat.&lt;br /&gt;felt good.&lt;br /&gt;whambamboobydaadeedaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7775489301571568735?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7775489301571568735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7775489301571568735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7775489301571568735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7775489301571568735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/07/father-called-to-get-him-cab.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-4602461960461037470</id><published>2007-07-20T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T03:10:00.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have too much of unnecessary and little favourites in my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't shop because there is no more space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still want a lomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaljeera is a digestive drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to react with you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discman is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into olds last night. it was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got friends working at my favourite places-that means discounts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want no doubt back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's ritter sports in peppermint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people really don't give up and i wish they or at least, he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this little thing about guitarists that i can't get along with. i still want the decent conversation. glad u were online even if it's a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brett anderson is out. i rather have suede.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4602461960461037470?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/4602461960461037470/comments/default' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5854391614979396123</id><published>2007-07-18T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T16:48:03.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Its just temporary&lt;br /&gt;But give it time to know it's real&lt;br /&gt;Before you're ready to face the end, begin to heal&lt;br /&gt;Your life's worth living,&lt;br /&gt;For some would give their all to feel&lt;br /&gt;Their heart stop beating, so give yourself another chance to change&lt;br /&gt;With tomorrow comes a better day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-temporary, Amber Pacific&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5854391614979396123?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-9136963729323524669</id><published>2007-07-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:44:48.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week was love! like everybody was happily crazy while hanging out. totally. rarely a moment of "i dunno". wish it'll never end. especially the weekend. feels like new year's eve. i unexpectedly stayed over at Bella Luna Studios. it's closing sooooon and i've only been there thrice. but doesn't matter. i'm not like a musician or somebody's girlfriend to be there most of the time plus i stayed in the NorthWest. by the way dear friends and cousin, it really is hard to talk to someone when both have already been teased at. but frankly, i do want to talk him besides hi. thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;now just waiting for Rab to upload the pics. i took a few though and this one will just remind me how much laughter we had. i'm feeling a bit teary now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/farewellbella007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-9136963729323524669?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/9136963729323524669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=9136963729323524669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/9136963729323524669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/9136963729323524669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-week-was-love-like-everybody-was.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6219500638684428792</id><published>2007-07-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:37:07.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>farewell dinner at seoul garden was enjoyable despite the cries of Wong Kai Li (if i'm not wrong that's her name-a girl's name). yea, my preceptor's almost 5 months daughter. damn friendly and temperamental like her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/farewell001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ng Xin Hui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/farewell015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norhayati with baby and husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/farewell004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your jokes, smiles, enthusiasm, irritants, wisdom will be missed loads my friend, colleague, buddy! really sad to see you go. no one will understand me as much now that you're gone. haha. i'll visit you next year and we'll take the wildest roller coaster ride there is in Sydney/Gold Coast then come back Singapore together :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot for listening to my problems, cries and happiness and for always being there. study hard, dear! must come back with that cert, hor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6219500638684428792?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6219500638684428792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6219500638684428792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6219500638684428792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6219500638684428792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/07/farewell-dinner-at-seoul-garden-was.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6835445878743484723</id><published>2007-07-03T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T02:09:30.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BRETT ANDERSON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GWEN STEFANI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BANGKOK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=BROKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UsIiAvmy4zc" width="380" height="280" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Is Dead-Brett Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever goes right&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really flows in my life&lt;br /&gt;No one really cares if no one ever shares my care&lt;br /&gt;People push by with fear in their eyes in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is dead, love is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The telephone rings, but no one ever thinks to speak to me&lt;br /&gt;The traffic speeds by, but no one's ever stopped too late&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent friends don't care in the end, believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is dead, love is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plastic people with imaginary smiles&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging secrets at the back of their minds&lt;br /&gt;Plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Plastic people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever goes right&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really flows in my life&lt;br /&gt;No one really cares if this horror's inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People push by with fear in their eyes in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is dead, love is dead&lt;br /&gt;Love is dead, love is dead&lt;br /&gt;Love is dead, love is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the lies that you've given us&lt;br /&gt;And all the things things that you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the lies that you've given us...&lt;br /&gt;Blow like wind in my head &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6835445878743484723?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6835445878743484723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6835445878743484723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6835445878743484723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6835445878743484723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/07/brett-anderson-gwen-stefani-bangkok.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8360211151271943880</id><published>2007-07-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T01:28:36.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my Lisa moved 2 blocks away from me! more girlfriends time..either mine or yours. haha. it's fun to help out here and there though tiring. end the day with supper which is like dinner actually, with her family and her bf. wish my family was a little loud like theirs. i felt like i'm one of them. they even called me by my nick. haha. that's since secondary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY YOUTH DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8360211151271943880?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3587078518332811408</id><published>2007-06-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:29:28.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and the good news kept coming.&lt;br /&gt;my job grade has increased.&lt;br /&gt;well done, Huda!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow go Zara splurging ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3587078518332811408?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3587078518332811408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3587078518332811408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3587078518332811408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3587078518332811408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-good-news-kept-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2905738807803628941</id><published>2007-06-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:31:22.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am oh SO hurt. thanks eh for making me feel lousy. there goes my self-esteem. cheebye. i can accept that u said i'm quiet 'cause i know by nature i am, but crap? what the hell. it's so sad that u're not a nice person. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't think i can ever get myself a guy. yes, EVER. maybe i'm born homo. so u people don't be surprised if one day i... yea?&lt;/div&gt;anyway, i already knew we won't get along from the start so why bother. seriously, i'm glad there isn't any chemistry. sheesh. it's gonna be embarassing still to hang out together in a big bunch now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Kit. i think we both need a hug. i think i'm gonna cry too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2905738807803628941?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2905738807803628941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>cheers to me! even though u damn senior and junior leave me alone in the stuffy cubicle with me donning on the yellow big apron and faceshield and double gloves and him looking slightly unstable, but with confidence, i succeeded. my very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; time! with no help! except the doublechecking la. yay! (somehow later, realised that it's the wrong size but still acceptable. phew.)&lt;br /&gt;another reason to look forward to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really exert myself today. stupid right. i worked sort of fast until my senior left with nothing to do. haha. but bloody hell. still leave me with the dirt. &lt;em&gt;mana&lt;/em&gt; teamwork babes?! but maybe because i was avoiding the auditors so i made myself busy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i was working with Denvers. i even imagined some of them as nurses. haha.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i miss training. already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8964157237137569898?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/8964157237137569898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=8964157237137569898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8964157237137569898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/8964157237137569898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/cheers-to-me-even-though-u-damn-senior.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3748536478971748433</id><published>2007-06-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:23:49.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this time, i ain't gonna complain about work like i always do. i'm excited and i just feel the need to tell people. i found a new love-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my vampire skills are improving.&lt;/span&gt; yeay! except when setting the necessary. if only i can do morning shift everyday.  :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3748536478971748433?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3748536478971748433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3748536478971748433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3748536478971748433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3748536478971748433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-time-i-aint-gonna-complain-about.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7276076512963901114</id><published>2007-06-24T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:28:43.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AGM is over. phew. it wasn't as formal as i thought it'd be. it's only that we have PPCC err..someone kind of in-charge of it as the guest of honour to witness the event. wish the seniors were there too. then, back to the rowdiness. the votes for new committee was tough! especially &lt;strong&gt;victor's&lt;/strong&gt; haha. was voted as secretary, treasurer and team manager! in the end, he took up the &lt;strong&gt;team manager&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;secretary&lt;/strong&gt; was given to &lt;strong&gt;xinyi&lt;/strong&gt; :) and &lt;strong&gt;treasurer, joanne&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;captain&lt;/strong&gt; is elizabeth&lt;strong&gt;(BB)&lt;/strong&gt; as expected and &lt;strong&gt;vice-captain&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;Harlis&lt;/strong&gt;! argh! i'm so proud of him! &lt;em&gt;must thank&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;me for forcing u to join the team.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;heh.&lt;/em&gt; and now that he's vice-captain, i'm kind of scared. he's like my BEST and closest cheer buddy/mate and now it's like i have to give him more respect than what i used to give. i hope nothing will change :( don't worry, i won't lie! hee.&lt;br /&gt;and oh, harlis's &lt;strong&gt;logistic officer&lt;/strong&gt; post was pass over to &lt;strong&gt;louis&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 06/07 committee plus Lilo were touched by our pretty scrapbook where we pen down our thoughts and gathered all the photos as memories. the fun part was where they have to guess what Pinky drew as cover page for each of them. haha. totally last minute. and hey, we don't mean to make u all cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lilo, rosie, farah and ZEE came too. miss them so much! they're all coping well. lilo, we love u ok. u are strong! maintain that weight and we'll shop together :)&lt;br /&gt;zee, we will all be there for you always :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7276076512963901114?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7276076512963901114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7276076512963901114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7276076512963901114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7276076512963901114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/agm-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-100674964911642748</id><published>2007-06-20T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:50:06.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad that my leave is over. but was sort of well spent on the last day. ok, maybe not if u spend like 5 long hours in a hair salon. haha. tempted for a change though i just coloured my hair like 3 weeks ago. and i went to Roxy Square for it for a bloody cheap price. Huda went East! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;syikin arh! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/hair002.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kin (ala Vicky B). i like my white blond hair. i feel alive with the colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/hair008.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man behind all. love the atmosphere especially the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/hair009.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon with thinner semi-permanent straight "brown" hair which she's paranoid with. have to say, i like it curly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denvers AGM is coming, meaning there'll be a new committee. i love the current one  but  life has to go on.  i'm damn sad and nervous and happy.  for whole day yesterday i  feel like crying and dancing and snapping pictures. and training yesterday was fun like tiring fun. i so miss melasttime when i was still studying and committing to the team.  working sucks. working in shifts sucks. i kept missing my friends lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last night, i dreamt that i had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; who woke me up at 3pm to tell me that my ward &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;attendant&lt;/span&gt; is coming to my house to ask why i'm not at work (i was I/C for the day and i started at 1.15pm)!! and when i did went work, i bumped into this China colleague(who was still in working uniform) who was shopping and asked me along. and she got good tastes. haha! i think i had that dream kz i wanna so much go out with friends today :(&lt;br /&gt;i really want to do morning shift today because Because.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-100674964911642748?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/100674964911642748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=100674964911642748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/100674964911642748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/100674964911642748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-sad-that-my-leave-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7001546038392704828</id><published>2007-06-16T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:55:55.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's time to finally&lt;br /&gt;GET&lt;br /&gt;OVER&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it means I can't stop loving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7001546038392704828?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7001546038392704828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7001546038392704828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7001546038392704828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7001546038392704828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-time-to-finally-get-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3363564070858108213</id><published>2007-06-14T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T19:30:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWENTYONE</title><content type='html'>i miss her sooo much! so glad we're still crazy and fun and loud and erm..brainful. &lt;em&gt;gatal pon ada..hah!&lt;/em&gt; i love thinking with you "teacher", talking about the impossibles and ridiculouses and life (all about twentyone. sobs). i bet our converstaion can stretch til the end of the year if only time is our control.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, SentosaExpress+SkyTower+3Luge(tho we forego one)+3Skyride+SongsoftheSea=$30.&lt;br /&gt;that's for being friendly, though we ended up as bastards. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosarail.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosafatboy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosasmallhouse.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosaskytower.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosa1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosaskyirma.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosatreeface.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/sentosaskyride.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/songofsea1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/songofsea2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/menirma.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awaiting for more. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3363564070858108213?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3363564070858108213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3363564070858108213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3363564070858108213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3363564070858108213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/twentyone.html' title='TWENTYONE'/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5468571385682811109</id><published>2007-06-14T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:38:38.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yow!&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the middle of my leave and it's..alright.&lt;br /&gt;started out pretty ok. went to Bloohie's at Siglap and the food weren't bad. a lil costly but affordable. nice chill out but not when u're alone. then chill at Bella. &lt;em&gt;wah. huda go Bella...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on Sunday, watch And They Whisper in Silence. like it loads! i'm proud of you all la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVk_GZfEV0M" width="300" height="210" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on Tues, had Donut-rush. Kin, for u, ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5468571385682811109?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5468571385682811109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5468571385682811109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5468571385682811109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5468571385682811109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/yow-im-in-middle-of-my-leave-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6014541344682462451</id><published>2007-06-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T19:18:39.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like crap. i feel like shit. i feel damn bloody miserable. i feel like i never felt before. going on night shift makes it worse. i feel like somebody's walking on my left ear and the right one kept ringing. and i just did ear syringing today. bloody hell. no difference la. i rather refer myself to the ear specialist. and and and. our dear friends gave us a chance to talk. i am stupid. you are more stupid. i startled. you pretended. i tried one question though but you changed the subject. what the fuck.  i knew you knew what's gonna come next. damn coward you. damn unfair okay. and because of the rush, i left my Ritter Sports on the table. that's 11 anti-depressants on the table. why oh why is it always hi laugh goodbye and repeat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6014541344682462451?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6014541344682462451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6014541344682462451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6014541344682462451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6014541344682462451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3125147284463375542</id><published>2007-05-24T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T02:29:24.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like it that...&lt;br /&gt;you smile when we met.&lt;br /&gt;we unintentionally walked close to each other.&lt;br /&gt;you looked into my eyes when i talk.&lt;br /&gt;you paid for me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;you're still a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;you're still the same. only at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;you asked me along.&lt;br /&gt;/when we laugh together.&lt;br /&gt;you remembered some part of me.&lt;br /&gt;you turned to look at me and wave farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, this won't be the last my dear you.&lt;br /&gt;have a good trip and don't worry. we'll all pray for your safe journey to and fro and in between :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3125147284463375542?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3125147284463375542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3125147284463375542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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which turns out to be some sort of poxvirus is coming off. faaiiinally. still, i'm not that satisfied with the treatment. i feel cheated. Dr H supposed to do for me but she's on mc that day so another Dr did. feels different than what was described. i did some research too, you know. anyhow, it still can reoccur. sob. or at least that's what i heard. i'm like half deaf now, anyway. too much earwax. all i hear is 'eeeeeeeeee' on my right. and it's like when i talk, i can hear what's inside of me. if u know what i mean. e.g gritting my teeth. and it's embarassing that you don't know how loud or soft you talk la. irritating specimen she would say. &lt;em&gt;macam macam problem ah kau, huda.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5410199361627320050?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5410199361627320050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5410199361627320050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5410199361627320050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5410199361627320050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-wait-to-feelbe-pretty-again-its.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-869001087754869542</id><published>2007-05-12T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:12:37.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking ____. maybe miss iloveto***s is just a continuation of me. i remember saying do stuffs that you ever wanted to do when we're t____. i don't mean that. or maybe with her. ESPECIALLY not her, seeing her as a ____ of mine. bitch. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;know what. i thought i was blind. glad i had company now.&lt;br /&gt;really man. fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-869001087754869542?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/869001087754869542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=869001087754869542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/869001087754869542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/869001087754869542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/05/fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-435879474927109199</id><published>2007-05-12T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T03:35:52.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chuck makes me stuck:&lt;br /&gt;in my bed&lt;br /&gt;in front of the tv despite a great show on air&lt;br /&gt;in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;in the waiting line&lt;br /&gt;in the tearoom&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of a conversation&lt;br /&gt;in a crappy destressing moment&lt;br /&gt;and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry about Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selfish" isn't the right word but it's the first word that comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm  a bastard. selfish bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-435879474927109199?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/435879474927109199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=435879474927109199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/435879474927109199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/435879474927109199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/05/chuck-makes-me-stuck-in-my-bed-in-front.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-4829227291928459869</id><published>2007-05-08T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T01:25:16.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't get it. please make me get it. i want to.&lt;br /&gt;don't u realise part of the barrier i meant is about..___?&lt;br /&gt;let's put ourselves in each other's shoes, ok?&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel that Monday again when it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spidey is swinging great. i love the last song that MJ sings. though maybe, they should kind of focus more of Venom. and he didn't look that venom-ly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4829227291928459869?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/4829227291928459869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=4829227291928459869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/4829227291928459869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/4829227291928459869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-8718905481540209316</id><published>2007-05-06T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T01:55:30.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie. i have photos of my latest happenings but my comp almost hanged so i think it's safer not to upload to my photobucket. anyway, y'all can always go to &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/benjaminktf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/benjaminktf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or check out Denvers LJ.&lt;br /&gt;yup, so i'm pretty much busy with Denvers which i LOVE. there was the KL trip for Cheer Emas comp-i miss sleeping together with u all-then the Dbl O performance. we hit all la sia! and it's fun grooving with Denvers. i'm not much a dancer but somehow being with them like wth, who cares..ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. lilo got engaged like finally! 9 years, yo :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i queued for donuts. i find it silly but i queued for donuts. i still find it silly. but i must say i LOVE them a lot. the bread's oh so soft. peanut dark chocolate, double white choc or something like that..so me. and silly me never get the apple cinnamon. i think i want try wasabi next, too :x&lt;br /&gt;but the flavors can't beat the one in Batam. the feeling of finally getting them after 2 bloody waiting hours, is unreal. like as if you got the greatest present in the world. and i still find it silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Nineteen, Shane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched saw 3 on dvd the other day with sis. so gore lor. and i miss the times we hang out even if it's just tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a little mad with my new friend today. if he'd had told me earlier, i wouldn't be hanging around at home alone (it's Sat!) but be with them flying and jumping like monkeys. i want to twist in the air again! my bad too. if i'm not that worked up last friday, i would've been training. instead, i go pamper myself with &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;idunthinkiwanttosaywhat&lt;/span&gt; with my dear Dy whom I miss dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i felt down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm pretty upset with work. i love my workplace now. i dun want to transfer out. at least, not yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow will be a better day. he said live each day like it's your last. if there's a barrier, go through it. it's possible. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-8718905481540209316?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-231927840881210494</id><published>2007-05-05T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:59:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Reclusion-Anberlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone around&lt;br /&gt;They don't know they're dead to me cause intent never makes a sound&lt;br /&gt;All along they found us strangled, lovers have learned from slower hands&lt;br /&gt;With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny&lt;br /&gt;Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny&lt;br /&gt;Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a knot of seclusion, production, and depression&lt;br /&gt;If a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession&lt;br /&gt;Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands&lt;br /&gt;Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny&lt;br /&gt;Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny&lt;br /&gt;Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny&lt;br /&gt;Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny&lt;br /&gt;Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-231927840881210494?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/231927840881210494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=231927840881210494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/231927840881210494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/231927840881210494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/05/reclusion-anberlin-theres-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-2949571564153111340</id><published>2007-04-10T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T00:22:14.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate post public holidays. i do. and it's just a one day public holiday. few days after the public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;why do you all have to be sick ate the same time?&lt;br /&gt;why do you big people give treatment at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;today was shit. and i mean SHIT. i have to throw my one year old Reebok classic because of it.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought we could really get along like you know, one of the easy relatives i can depend on. we all can depend on but i thought wrong. and i am not judging a book by its cover. FUCKER. fucking rude. we were so nice to you, explained to you and hope you understand but you fucking don't. you are just confusing yourself.  idiot. cb. attitude sia.&lt;br /&gt;and it' s my period day one. i could've burst right in front of that fucking wrinkle face if i hadn't been wearing my uniform. &lt;br /&gt;gee. you guys just get on my nerves. have to attend to her somemore tomorrow. i hope my patience stays. i thought i've had enough. i won't mind if she could just shut up. thank god i work with the fun people. really, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! i think it starts with kena stop by this erm..psych Chinese man on the way to work who's like-&lt;br /&gt;he: excuse me. ahh..can. can you tell me where is block seven? (twitch eyes)&lt;br /&gt;me: it's over there. just follwow the shelter and the signs.&lt;br /&gt;he: ohh. just over there. ok ok. (takes out a piece of paper). then sorry ah to take ur time i just want to ask (twitch eyes). u.u malay right?ok.youdon'ttellme. justsayyesorno. yesornoah. becauseafriendtoldmethis. idunnocorrectornot. soineedsomeonebecauseireallydunno .sojustsayyesorno. ok.thisword(as he point to the paper)okthisisenglishthisismalay. englishmalayah. justtellmeyesorno. yesornoah. isthisonemeansthisone?andthisoneisthisone?&lt;br /&gt;me: erm..no.&lt;br /&gt;he:ok.thenthisoneandthisone?yesorno?&lt;br /&gt;me: no.&lt;br /&gt;he:ok.(twitch eyes) thank you ah. thank you. (mumble to himself and walk away, not heading to block seven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste my fucking time. the malay and english words doesn't make sense at all. as in..dunno eh. nothing to do with life seeing he's like 40 plus if u know what i mean. especially the malay words. can't even be pronounced. NEVER heard of it. but kinda makes me laugh. and i tried to figure out  his diagnosis. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2949571564153111340?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2949571564153111340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2949571564153111340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2949571564153111340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2949571564153111340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-post-public-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7658313210712365506</id><published>2007-04-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:47:28.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grey's anatomy? bullshit. thanks for making me excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march is way over and i realised it's mostly choa chu kang, outram park and potong pasir that i went. what a tiring life. but hard work do pay off. Denvers team A won silver for cheerobics and so did Denvers during skm. yeay! i'm so proud of us. kinda wish those days wont be over but i'm actually glad that it did. haha. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great last 2 days of being twenty though. spa-ing and massages with my girls away from Singapore(even if it's just Batam but still). great experience. i wanna do it again. i love The Rah Rah Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the Birthday which i didn't enjoy. i so want to be with my friends and my family but i guess things never work out the way you want. but thank you all for the birthday wishes and presents and kisses and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate You for not even remembering. it hurts, ok. til now. arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then..that's it. yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a March. it's time to catch up with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: i want to see the Fitzy Nuts(however u spell it)  again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7658313210712365506?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7658313210712365506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7658313210712365506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7658313210712365506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7658313210712365506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/04/greys-anatomy-bullshit.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1495917601809739701</id><published>2007-03-07T14:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:41:38.315+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally it's march. ok, not finally. it's still like early of the year but this march is like a It thing for me. it's this time of the year, of my life, that i should feel complete. moment i've been waiting all my life. but of course, i am incomplete (not sounding emo here, &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt;). you grow, you learn, you realise. it's sad. whatever. i'm still gonna treasure every moment of it even if it meant a stressful month for me. ok, just the competition that has been stressful. dead nervous 'cause like last minute thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yeay to channel 5. prisonbreak and grey's anatomy is here this month. still waiting for one tree hill though.&lt;br /&gt;and then the all-girls getaway.&lt;br /&gt;and the big two-one. damn. not really something i had imagined but yeah..better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1495917601809739701?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1495917601809739701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=1495917601809739701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1495917601809739701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/1495917601809739701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-its-march.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5990611490992919316</id><published>2007-03-06T14:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T14:22:14.800+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a friend shared this. fucking awesome this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9S0Vx6FnRVE" width="400" height="260" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i can't even pull a perfect cartwheel. kinda lost it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the music they played, though.  &lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE I GO DENVERS, HERE I GO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5990611490992919316?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/5990611490992919316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=5990611490992919316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5990611490992919316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/5990611490992919316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/03/friend-shared-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-5610457392208939924</id><published>2007-02-27T11:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T11:59:11.712+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess your Forever is now.&lt;br /&gt;you will be missed..we love you,Baby!&lt;br /&gt;glad you have stayed strong when you should.&lt;br /&gt;He bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-5610457392208939924?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6267392414592443452</id><published>2007-02-18T10:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T11:03:55.015+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless-Margaret Atwood</title><content type='html'>Hopeless-Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           "Today I seem to myself merely sentimental, at the window, looking out at the slush and worrying about the Book of Job. Religion, the burnt heart gripped in its ritual thorns, the chest wall open like a display window. Why are there hookworms? Why are there explosions, on the road, in the wrists, blood hazing the atmosphere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Forget about tough and competent, I can pour boiling lead from the battlements with one hand, I'm used to it by now, I hardly even look at the scorched faces down there, open mouths with their needle pointed weasel teeth and all those enraged flags waving around. That's what I do on weekdays, during invasions but today is Sunday and I'm hopeless, we're hopeless. Hope needs the future tense, which only make you greedy and a hoarder: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the future is what you save up for but like thunder it's only an echo, a reverse dream. Hope is when you expect something more, and what more is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Outside, the plague bulges, slops over, flows down the streets and so we stay here, holding on and holding on, to the one small thing which is not yet withereing, not yet marked for death, this armful of words, &lt;em&gt;together, with&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is as good as it gets, nothing can be better and so there's nothing to hope for,&lt;/span&gt; but I do it anyway. In the distance, beyond the war in the midground, there's a river, and some willows, in sunlight, and some hills."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT, YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6267392414592443452?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/6267392414592443452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=6267392414592443452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6267392414592443452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/6267392414592443452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/02/hopeless-margaret-atwood.html' title='Hopeless-Margaret Atwood'/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-4973224010194983201</id><published>2007-02-12T11:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:36:04.745+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my goodness. i forgot that that Friday was a Friday. i should be at Potong Pasir. thanks ah work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDreamy: It's hard. How do you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: It's not hard. It's just painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Pahang she said.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Bali she said.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to...let's go Batam I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent $17 dollars on food and still hungry. come to think of it guys, that's not a lot food. &lt;em&gt;cemel&lt;/em&gt; c&lt;em&gt;emelan&lt;/em&gt; only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet you lah, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS VUITTON.&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS VUITTON.&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS VUITTON.&lt;br /&gt;LOUSY VUITTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that don't impress me much..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Unseeable. girls get shocked ok, dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the silence sometimes, i want more. i miss u already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got my weekend. i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4973224010194983201?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-4562529758846115705</id><published>2007-02-04T23:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:33:40.635+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ole ole ole ole...&lt;br /&gt;wah. very Singapore. we won, yo!&lt;br /&gt;i like watching soccer at home. it brings the family together.&lt;br /&gt;lame and funny conversations we made. especially dad. i realise that i didn't see him for the past three nights, what with his shift and mine. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4562529758846115705?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/4562529758846115705/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-1544399942235867238</id><published>2007-02-04T23:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:36:04.803+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peaceful 3 nights. wishful thinking. i hate i hate. such luck i bring. i got a taste of everything. almost. lucky no falls or errors whatsoever. there's really one going gone, then the critical one then the admissions. why do i pick up the bloody phone? and the antibiotics. and personal assignments. and doctors. and i did them all by myself. yes, you learn. i'm glad. :)&lt;br /&gt;thank god it's calmness by the 3rd night. huge appreciation to dear girlfriend and colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;new friend, i hate you. until you text me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and dear you. fyi, i think about you a lot these nights. wish you'd call but wth for, right?&lt;br /&gt;ok go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like totally shag right now. and finally got 8 hours of sleep right after work and shower and breakfast. yup, breakfast despite the tiredness. hungry lah. thought i'll be able to eat all night long but no. or even read e-mails but no.&lt;br /&gt;it's day off tomorrow and i bet there's no one free. never mind. i think i'll still be pretty beat by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-1544399942235867238?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/1544399942235867238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=1544399942235867238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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staurday burnt (again). you all may think it's relaxing but it's not. actually, i'm not sure. heh. last night was pretty relaxing 'course i was literally an "extra", learning here n there but i bet in about 3 hours from now, it won't. like yes, you can relax but at the same time u have to stay alert so it's not that relaxing afterall, you know. yea.. i hope i had a peaceful 3 nights. the most thing i'm afraid of is no, not ghosts but the dangerously ill ones. like they can go going gone anytime and i'm all alone with a pretty erm..not that strong/aggressive partner. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bismillah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2954725143317845007?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2954725143317845007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>weekend was fun. would have been more fun if not for the rain. wah. all damn tired man. even tho im just a helper, still tiring. probably i'm too worn out from work too. and i like being "reserved". heh. sigh..been long time since i went camping. ok. it's not too camping kz there are beds n no campfire n songs (haha) but.. anw. i usually cry at the end of it. for the time shared i guess. this time tho, the tears is not only for that. for sthg else i think i'll miss soo much. but still, im smiling. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/hoodzielle/album?.dir=/58f5scd&amp;urlhint=actn,ren%3as,93%3af,0"&gt; Denvers Training Camp &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-2251166642459533673?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/2251166642459533673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=2251166642459533673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2251166642459533673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/2251166642459533673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-6954217157335001058</id><published>2007-01-24T12:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:34:18.954+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. my name is Shoko Yunosue.&lt;br /&gt;i lived in Teignmouth,Devon,England.&lt;br /&gt;tomatoes make your cheeks pink.&lt;br /&gt;i can sing and dance pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a part-time model and a freelance photographer.&lt;br /&gt;currently taking up how to be an art teacher course.&lt;br /&gt;they used 50 pines of blood for a liver organ transplant and 30 pines of blood for a road traffic accident. please donate, people. i wish i could.&lt;br /&gt;my bedroom dear said it's time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go camping.&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera retired.&lt;br /&gt;i like Derrick but i love Rob.&lt;br /&gt;work sucks so much yesterday that i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;Borat makes me sane.&lt;br /&gt;keyboard/piano/organ/synthesizer?&lt;br /&gt;sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;my first cd is Bewitched. hush.&lt;br /&gt;i hold hands on first date.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how chatty i am until i met up with my old Singapore buddies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/almost6years4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have on false eyelashes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;my tattoo have something to do with freedom. life's short. live it.&lt;br /&gt;i love my big brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-6954217157335001058?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-3345950881858783625</id><published>2007-01-22T01:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T01:56:45.217+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an unpleasant incident happened to thisparticularlady at this certain setting.&lt;br /&gt;and it causes thissomelady a little trouble 2 days later when she came back from her day off to hear that thisparticularlady wanted to write in a complaint about thissomelady.&lt;br /&gt;she was in fear for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: she(thisparticularlady) said somebody push in the clot and causes her to be like that. she said the malay short hair girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thissomelady: i know. i'm sure u know who she referring to, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone: huh? really? but she said after that she never see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both glared at each other, thissomelady jaw dropped and then laughed.&lt;br /&gt;what a relief!&lt;br /&gt;she wonder how much have changed over one day. just one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-3345950881858783625?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/3345950881858783625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=3345950881858783625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3345950881858783625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/3345950881858783625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/01/unpleasant-incident-happened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-7789129679004069576</id><published>2007-01-18T02:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T05:08:57.649+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLUG IN BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/DSC02201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to ro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/MUSE038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/DSC02221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to ro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/MUSE020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/MUSE074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken skin, bruises, broken bag, loss of lip balm n eyeliner, uncapped cologne all for MUSE!&lt;br /&gt;damn. i so don't want them be over. even though they played like what..12-15 songs..i still feel it's kinda short. they are SO good live. every piece, every sound. grooving n moshing to their music makes me forget everything. sadly, didn't get to see upclose of matt hitting the piano. and the finale or whatever u call it is really unforgettable. when it gets smokey and that guitar in the air..yow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of people i knew went but i stick to kyn n phyr kz they booked me first. which is a good thing too kz maybe if not for them, i won't get to be in the front row. haha. ok lah. most thanks to kyn. hee. i wish someone else was there too. and my other girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/MUSE012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/MUSE089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad at the end of the night, i do get to see those couple of people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-7789129679004069576?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7789129679004069576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7789129679004069576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7789129679004069576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7789129679004069576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/01/plug-in-baby-credit-to-ro-credit-to-ro.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/dreamsnnightmares005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216524.post-4813059379273110491</id><published>2007-01-08T01:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T02:44:40.530+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been 7 days of 2007. well spent. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;have i ever told u how u spend the new year eve is how the year ahead is going to be?&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i believe in that. cause it happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;2005 was a blast n 2006 sucks. but i love the people i meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/happy21stkin-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faliq, phyr, kyn, tweet, me. another new friend had to go meet his bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/bitches2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo grabbed from kyn-thank u.)&lt;br /&gt;my next shopping khakis n bitches sometimes. mon n kyn. i shud have been with them on that new year eve if only i knew. i'ts my cousin on the extreme right. she is like kyn's fav gossip partner now.&lt;br /&gt;haha. what a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year coming to this year, i spent it with a friend and 2 other art dudes(sort of). not bad. a lil boring maybe but that's all i ever am, anyway. no big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/guys043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee! that's an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/guys046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to act drunk so as to get a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days later, i worked. met a friend one of those days. and i see how gentleman a Chinese guy can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i spent time with my bitches again and somehow it feels new. wasted nv take pics. especially him in "Il Divo" suit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Denvers time and meet the Sec sch guys. funny how things worked out among us. i was never close with them until..early last year? msn rocks. the only no change is, i'm still quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/guys072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 4 training-to-be man have something up their sleeves which i am never to know. fine, i'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/DSC_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after duck satay, shisha n peppercurrant tea, it's funtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally spend the sunday at home watching my darling Scofield. new friend, i'm ahead of u.. haha. can't wait for season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/scofield2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. seeing how this week went, i'm ready to &lt;em&gt;say hello to good times&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216524-4813059379273110491?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/4813059379273110491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=4813059379273110491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/4813059379273110491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/4813059379273110491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/2007/01/been-7-days-of-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>hoods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14631252430684445616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v473/hoods/merryxmas.jpg" 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/8216524-7525313941243490792?l=oh-totally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-totally.blogspot.com/feeds/7525313941243490792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8216524&amp;postID=7525313941243490792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7525313941243490792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216524/posts/default/7525313941243490792'/><link rel='alternate' 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