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The diference between a&lt;br /&gt;kurma and a curry is in the chilli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curry is reddish because it uses dried red chillies and also dried&lt;br /&gt;chilli powder. A kurma does not use dried red chillies or dry chilli&lt;br /&gt;powder. Instead a kurma is cooked with fresh green chillies. The taste&lt;br /&gt;and the colour are therefore different. Both are excellent methods for&lt;br /&gt;cooking poultry, mutton, beef, duck and even fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimma is of course the Kongres Indian Muslim Malaysia, which is the&lt;br /&gt;'mamak' version of the Kongres India Malaysia or Malaysian Indian&lt;br /&gt;Congress or MIC which itself is a namesake of the Congress Party of&lt;br /&gt;India. The MIC was founded by Mr John Thivy of Ipoh in the 1940s as&lt;br /&gt;the Malaysian chapter of Nehru's Congress Party of India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really ignorant of the KIMMA members to claim that they are&lt;br /&gt;Malays when their party is still named after the Congress Party of India.&lt;br /&gt;This is a case of extremely serious mamak confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Indian Muslim can be anyone of Indian ancestry who is a Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;Tamils, Keralas, Punjabis, Sindhis, Mahrattas, Hydrabadis etc are all&lt;br /&gt;Indian Muslims. But in Malaysia a large majority of Indian Muslims are&lt;br /&gt;Tamil speaking. Hence the term Indian Muslim is generally applied to&lt;br /&gt;the Tamil speaking Indian Muslims. In Malaysia, Indian Muslims are also&lt;br /&gt;known as mamaks, DKK (darah keturunan keling), Kelings and Jawi&lt;br /&gt;Peranakan. The last one Jawi Peranakan is a strange misnomer. There is&lt;br /&gt;even a recent book written about the Jawi Peranakan which actually&lt;br /&gt;talks about the Indian Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contemporary Malaysia Tan Sri Syed Mokhtar Al Bukhari, Zainuddin&lt;br /&gt;Mydin,  Siti Nurhaliza binti "Thaarudeen" , Justice Haidar Mohd Noor,&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad Nawab, Akbar Nawab, P Ramlee, Man Bhai, Tan Sri Elyas Omar, Tan&lt;br /&gt;Sri Ali Abul Hassan are all Indian Muslims or descended from Indian&lt;br /&gt;Muslims. Malaysia's first Speaker of  Parliament Tan Sri CM Yusuf was&lt;br /&gt;a mamak. So was the permanent Chairman of UMNO Tan Sri Sulaiman "Ninam"&lt;br /&gt;Shah. 'Ninam' is actually truncated Tamil for 'Naina Mohamed'. Former&lt;br /&gt;Sabah Chief Minister Dato Harris Salleh and present Chief Minister&lt;br /&gt;Musa Aman are all mamaks. They are not Pushtuns, Pakistanis or Yemenis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among our Prime Ministers Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad is the son of an&lt;br /&gt;Indian Muslim. Abdullah Badawi has mamak blood from his father's side.&lt;br /&gt;Toh Puan Sharifah Radziah Syed Alwi Barakbah, the wife of our first PM&lt;br /&gt;Tunku Abdul Rahman, had mamak ancestry. The Tunku himself was of mixed&lt;br /&gt;Thai and mamak parentage. Ex DPM Dato Sri Anwar Ibrahim's father is a&lt;br /&gt;mamak. The intellectuals Kassim Ahmad and Farish Noor have Indian&lt;br /&gt;Muslim fathers while the late Tan Sri Muhammad Noordin Sopiee had a mamak&lt;br /&gt;grandfather.  Munir Majid is a Tamil speaking mamak and Tengku Adnan&lt;br /&gt;Tengku Mansor is a mamak too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is pertinent to note the "Syed" and "Sheikh" name. Among&lt;br /&gt;Indian Muslims the name Syed or Sheikh is common, its no big deal. The&lt;br /&gt;names&lt;br /&gt;"Shah" and "Khan" are also very common mamak names. Other 'Malay'&lt;br /&gt;names like 'Chik', 'Tamby Chik' and 'Keling' are definitely of mamak&lt;br /&gt;origins&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name 'Shah' is not common among the Malays but strangely enough it&lt;br /&gt;is very common among the Malay sultans, for example Sultan Azlan Shah&lt;br /&gt;and Raja Nazrin Shah. Shah is NOT an Arabic name. It originates from&lt;br /&gt;Persia and comes to Malaysia from India through the Indian Muslim&lt;br /&gt;influence. This is just more indication of the mamak ancestry of our&lt;br /&gt;Malay rulers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But among kampong Malays the name Syed and Sheikh are supposed to&lt;br /&gt;indicate Arab ancestry, the name Syed being associated with 'keturunan&lt;br /&gt;nabi' or lineage from the Prophet. To the kampong Malays these names&lt;br /&gt;are a really big deal. This is the furthest thing from the truth. Another&lt;br /&gt;common mamak name is 'Maricar'. Actually it is 'Marikiyaar' . This has&lt;br /&gt;evolved into 'Merican'. Hence the thousands of Malays who bear the&lt;br /&gt;'Merican' name today are also of mamak ancestry. They call themselves&lt;br /&gt;Jawi Peranakan. They are actually mamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many smart Indian Muslims realized very early on this Malay liking for&lt;br /&gt;Arabic names and Arab ancestry. So they started passing themselves&lt;br /&gt;off, (or did not object if they were referred to) as Arabs, usually of&lt;br /&gt;Yemeni descent. In Malaysia too many Syeds and Sheikhs from among the&lt;br /&gt;Malays&lt;br /&gt;today are actually recycled mamaks. One good example is Tan Sri Syed&lt;br /&gt;Mokhtar Al Bukhari. Among the Malay elite Tan Sri Syed Mukhtar Bukhari&lt;br /&gt;passes of as being of Yemeni descent. His family actually comes from&lt;br /&gt;India.  The former mayor of KL Tan Sri Elyas Omar is also of Tamil&lt;br /&gt;mamak origins from Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the Malays it is also 'ok' if a mamak is from Pakistani descent.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Pakistan is closer to Bollywood. So some clever mamaks claim&lt;br /&gt;to be from Pakistan. The former Sabah Chief Minister Harris Salleh and&lt;br /&gt;present Chief Minister Musa Aman are said to be 'of Pakistan origins'&lt;br /&gt;but in actual fact they are of Indian mamak ancestry, and usually&lt;br /&gt;Tamil speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaks come in all colours and complexions from the dark skinned to&lt;br /&gt;the light skinned, green eyed and brown eyed types. A visit to the Masjid&lt;br /&gt;Kapitan Keling in Pitt Street in Penang or Masjid India in Kuala&lt;br /&gt;Lumpur on a Friday  will witness all varieties of mamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian Muslims in Malaysia today can be classified as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.     Those mamaks who have inter married with Malays for generations&lt;br /&gt;and have actually become Malays. You can only know their mamak&lt;br /&gt;ancestry by their mamak sounding names like Merican, Shah, Syed, Sheikh&lt;br /&gt;etc, by&lt;br /&gt;their 'Indian' appearances - prominent nose, rounder eyes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.     Those mamaks who have not inter married with Malays but who&lt;br /&gt;have assimilated closely into the Malay culture. They can only speak Malay&lt;br /&gt;and have cut off almost all their links with India. These would&lt;br /&gt;include thousands of mamaks in Penang, Kedah, Melaka and other parts of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;country. Only their DNA remains Indian. But practically, for all&lt;br /&gt;intents and purposes they are Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.     Those mamaks who are still very much Tamil and who can only&lt;br /&gt;speak pasar Malay. They may not have links with India but they watch Tamil&lt;br /&gt;movies and do not read the Malay papers or know much about the Malays.&lt;br /&gt;Despite being born in Malaysia they still would not know a 'kuih&lt;br /&gt;talam' from an 'otak-otak'. Many KIMMA members fall in this category. That&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;why they still call themselves Kongres Indian Muslim Malaysia after&lt;br /&gt;the Indian Congress Party of Panditji Jawaharlal Nehru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.     Those mamaks who are still very much Tamil and who cannot even&lt;br /&gt;speak pasar Malay despite being born in Malaysia. They will not know&lt;br /&gt;'nasi lemak' from a hole in the ground. They will have strong family&lt;br /&gt;ties to India. They watch Tamil movies and know more about Tamil Nadu&lt;br /&gt;politics than Malaysia politics. They read Tamil Nesan and Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;Nanban religiously everyday to find out what is happening in Tamil&lt;br /&gt;Nadu and India. Again many KIMMA members also fall into this category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 1970 the last two classes of Indian Muslims above (no.3 &amp;amp; 4)&lt;br /&gt;were usually overtly prejudiced against the Malays. Before 1970 many of&lt;br /&gt;them were not even citizens of the country. Their slang term for Malays was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'valayan-katti' .  This is a term invented by Tamil estate workers but&lt;br /&gt;which became widely used by most Tamils including Indian Muslims to&lt;br /&gt;describe Malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'valayan' means wire. 'Katti' means to tie something. So&lt;br /&gt;'valayan-katti means 'a person who ties a wire'. What does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;In the early days of the rubber industry, the British tried to get the&lt;br /&gt;Malays to tap the rubber trees. However the native Malays had problems&lt;br /&gt;tapping the rubber tree in the proper manner and ended up injuring the&lt;br /&gt;tree, reducing the output of rubber. The British had better luck&lt;br /&gt;getting the trees properly tapped with the Tamils from India. Malays were&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;delegated the simpler job of using wire (valayan)   to tie (katti) the&lt;br /&gt;little latex cups  to the rubber tree. Hence the name 'valayan-katti'&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Tamil term used for Malays is 'naattu kaaran' or 'naattan'&lt;br /&gt;which means 'native'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before 1970 the type 3 and 4 mamaks above and everyone else did not&lt;br /&gt;see much in the Malays. But post 1970 and the New Economic Policy the&lt;br /&gt;mamaks realized that they suddenly depended on the Malay for everything,&lt;br /&gt;especially the ever precious 'Entry Permit' to get Permanent Resident&lt;br /&gt;status in Malaysia. Until then few mamaks got married in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;They always went back to India to get married. After 1970 and the NEP, the&lt;br /&gt;trend disappeared in a hurry. The Malays refused to give Entry Permits&lt;br /&gt;for mamak brides and grooms from India. All of a sudden mamaks&lt;br /&gt;realized that they were short of wives and husbands. Hence the rate of&lt;br /&gt;inter&lt;br /&gt;marriage between mamaks and Malays increased tremendously after 1970.&lt;br /&gt;After 38 years of the NEP, the mamaks are even more assimilated now&lt;br /&gt;through marriage than ever before. Today there is rarely a mamak&lt;br /&gt;family which does not have a Malay son or daughter in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post 1970, the mamaks realized that real political power and with it&lt;br /&gt;economic largesse had shifted to the Malays. But many mamaks included&lt;br /&gt;in class 1 and 2 above had no problem with this shift in power because&lt;br /&gt;often they were the ones holding high office. For example the first&lt;br /&gt;Speaker of Parliament CM Yusuf, a mamak, was his own power in his day.&lt;br /&gt;It was only the class 3 and 4 mamaks described above who were (and&lt;br /&gt;still are) slow in assimilating into becoming Malaysians. The KIMMA&lt;br /&gt;represents many of these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the present scramble among them to be recognized as bumiputras,&lt;br /&gt;to get Malay classification in the Birth Certificate, BIN in the IC etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a fact that the Indian Muslims are heavily intermarried with&lt;br /&gt;Malays. This trend started over 600 years ago and continues until&lt;br /&gt;today. They and their offspring have played major roles in the history of&lt;br /&gt;this country.   Sang Nila Utama, Parameswara, Tun Ali, Hang Kasthuri, Hang&lt;br /&gt;Tuah, Mani Purindan, Tun Teja, Abdullah Munshi and ALL the Malay&lt;br /&gt;Sultans are descended from Indian Muslims. The Perlis Royal family is&lt;br /&gt;almost&lt;br /&gt;certainly of  mamak/Thai mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also true beyond any single doubt that from their earliest&lt;br /&gt;history here, the mamaks have had extreme affection which the Indian&lt;br /&gt;Muslims&lt;br /&gt;have had for the Malays throughout history. This could be attributed&lt;br /&gt;to the similarities in religion but there are also other Muslims in the&lt;br /&gt;country (including from India) like Pakistanis, Punjabi Muslims,&lt;br /&gt;Patans and also others like the Chinese Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the Indian Muslims are generally friendly with all races&lt;br /&gt;there is not as much intermarriage between Indian Muslims and other Muslims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compared to the heavy intermixing and intermarriages between Indian&lt;br /&gt;Muslims and the Malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is an established fact (evidenced by all the names mentioned&lt;br /&gt;above) that throughout history the Indian Muslims have always stepped&lt;br /&gt;forward to defend the rights of the Malays. In the process many of the&lt;br /&gt;Indian Muslims have lost their identity almost completely to the&lt;br /&gt;Malays. Who are the descendants of the Tamil educated Munshi Abdullah&lt;br /&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;No one knows. A DNA test will reveal Indian DNA among all our Malay&lt;br /&gt;rulers but which Sultan can or wants to retrace his Indian ancestry? These&lt;br /&gt;are the mamaks who assimilated into the Malay community from generations&lt;br /&gt;ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today : in UMNO there are thousands of  mamaks&lt;br /&gt;fighting for Malay rights. In PAS there are mamaks fighting for Islam (aka&lt;br /&gt;Malay) rights. PAS stalwart Hanipa Mydin is a pure mamak while Deputy MB of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelantan Dato Husam Musa may have mamak blood.  In the old Keadilan&lt;br /&gt;'brother'  Abdul Rahman Othman, another mamak tulen, became party&lt;br /&gt;secretary general and then quit later - to join PAS. In the Civil&lt;br /&gt;Service and in the Melayu korporat sector there are thousands of&lt;br /&gt;mamaks helping the NEP 'social engineering' come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Penang pure Malays are a rarity. As late as the 80s, they could&lt;br /&gt;only be found in Sungai Ara, Balik Pulau and other places where there were&lt;br /&gt;no roads. In all other places in Penang, mamak blood is almost a&lt;br /&gt;certainty. Hence words like 'chacha' and 'nana' are a part of Penang Malay.&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;Kedah and Melaka the mamak 'penetration' of the Malay populace is much&lt;br /&gt;more earlier than in Penang. Which means the mamaks in Kedah and&lt;br /&gt;Melaka have diluted their DNA into the Malay population from much earlier&lt;br /&gt;(from Portugese, Dutch and British times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short mamaks are a permanent feature of the Malay 'make up'. It is&lt;br /&gt;the karma of the mamaks that they have become kurma in Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4223284677258032246?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4223284677258032246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4223284677258032246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4223284677258032246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4223284677258032246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2008/04/mamak.html' title='Mamak'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7586238067610081564</id><published>2008-04-10T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:34:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Academy Adelphi Worldwide</title><content type='html'>Our website can be found here: &lt;a href="http://www.academyadelphi.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.academyadelphi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our company offers courses in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Culinary, Food &amp;amp; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/R736B7M1fCI/AAAAAAAAADk/V-TOca_9cnw/s400/15-02-08_1808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169562858269539362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately there was an immigrant, that managed to wiggle its way into our house and somehow we got attached to it. It goes by many names: Tiger, Capsule and Ketat(LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing much research on the Internet..haha yea on the Internet..., my housemates and i came to a conclusion that it's about 3 months+ old. We are students turned cat experts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recently, while having a drink at this mamak shop, we saw a larger version of our kitten, and it had similar patterns and same colour. I dont know why but somehow I thought this cat was the mother, Shakir and Bob went along with this idea of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/R735vLM1fBI/AAAAAAAAADc/L1w5uvxoYek/s1600-h/15-02-08_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/R735vLM1fBI/AAAAAAAAADc/L1w5uvxoYek/s400/15-02-08_1809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169562536146992146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It followed us home (maybe it can smell the kitten on Shakir as he was previously cleaning up after the kitten after it did its business..hahaha). When we reached home, errrr it wasnt exactly a happy reunion, as the cat and our kitten started to hiss at each other. So yeah, this wasnt the mom. LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2091798604192641522?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2091798604192641522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2091798604192641522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2091798604192641522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2091798604192641522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-addition.html' title='New addition....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/R736B7M1fCI/AAAAAAAAADk/V-TOca_9cnw/s72-c/15-02-08_1808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-5838478916101743536</id><published>2008-02-22T06:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T06:15:51.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>Wow..I really kinda like Facebook at the moment. Only reason being is that I can finally keep in touch with my friends back in NZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.....New Zealand......i really wanna go back there and probably never come back. Malaysia is just....err.....i shall leave it as "messy". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really happy in New Zealand, even though I went there for High School, it didnt feel like high school at all, more like a vacation to me. Coming from Malaysia, NZ is like a total breath of fresh air in every way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still kinda new to Facebook, with all the extra features and applications and games and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: Find more friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-5838478916101743536?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/5838478916101743536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=5838478916101743536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5838478916101743536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5838478916101743536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2008/02/memory-lane.html' title='Memory Lane'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-1171441186527011580</id><published>2008-01-14T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:30:49.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary J....</title><content type='html'>"If you're gonna dance with Mary J, get ready to get your toes stepped on" - Eric Foreman, That 70's Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even counterfeiters try to follow a good example" - Comic Section, New Strait Times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-1171441186527011580?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/1171441186527011580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=1171441186527011580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1171441186527011580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1171441186527011580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2008/01/mary-j.html' title='Mary J....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7197421202237613744</id><published>2008-01-14T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:20:24.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for now......2008</title><content type='html'>Have to start blogging again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Youtube Vid of the New Year for me. Cant seem to get enough of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSIbfzK2spg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7197421202237613744?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7197421202237613744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7197421202237613744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7197421202237613744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7197421202237613744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-for-now2008.html' title='Just for now......2008'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-1595595827303587218</id><published>2007-11-02T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T19:55:25.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random update of life....</title><content type='html'>My German Chick, also known as my 1969 VW Beetle is sick. On the highway the engine started smoking...so i got scared and stoppped.  Was stuck on the highway in the rain for 2 hours. Dad eventually came wqith I was already staring at the "Ayer Keroh 2km" sign when the car died.  As you read, it is undergoing an engine transplant (too much Grey's Anatomy). Lowering it frm a 1.6L to a 1.2L but there will be some nice modifications, twin cam and electronic fuel injection....i think thats what the dude said haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at beloved house in Bkt Beruang...total freedom, no one to answer but the phone, thats even if i am awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Beetle is in the workshop, I am back using old trustee VW Kombi. More comfortable, feels like a bus hehe compared to a small Beetle, but somewhat still nice to drive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-1595595827303587218?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/1595595827303587218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=1595595827303587218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1595595827303587218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1595595827303587218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-update-of-life.html' title='Random update of life....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8957589260477858479</id><published>2007-09-15T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T11:42:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge bitch!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RutUfDK2NxI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZeucoHgmsxo/s1600-h/goldfish-story-324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RutUfDK2NxI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZeucoHgmsxo/s400/goldfish-story-324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110271094585440018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8957589260477858479?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8957589260477858479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8957589260477858479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8957589260477858479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8957589260477858479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/09/revenge-bitch.html' title='Revenge bitch!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RutUfDK2NxI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZeucoHgmsxo/s72-c/goldfish-story-324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7202574666404062885</id><published>2007-09-03T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:23:19.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SkyBar Traders Hotel Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rtrjckh4FTI/AAAAAAAAACc/xGZcWKnWS7s/s1600-h/l_c7b3a34fbbec24c3fcde6109296374df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rtrjckh4FTI/AAAAAAAAACc/xGZcWKnWS7s/s200/l_c7b3a34fbbec24c3fcde6109296374df.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105643207559484722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7202574666404062885?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7202574666404062885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7202574666404062885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7202574666404062885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7202574666404062885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/09/skybar-traders-hotel-kuala-lumpur.html' title='SkyBar Traders Hotel Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rtrjckh4FTI/AAAAAAAAACc/xGZcWKnWS7s/s72-c/l_c7b3a34fbbec24c3fcde6109296374df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8146626936503561085</id><published>2007-08-23T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T14:00:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zdzislaw Beksinski's Interpretation of Hell..</title><content type='html'>Found this kinda eerie and also interesting. Paintings by Zdzislaw Beksinski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXEh4FPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xVSYQI2_qJI/s1600-h/beksinski_1978_0300x0366_075_skundleni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXEh4FPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xVSYQI2_qJI/s200/beksinski_1978_0300x0366_075_skundleni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101768434093921522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXUh4FQI/AAAAAAAAACE/KzwwNhX9N4k/s1600-h/am-Zdzislaw_Beksinski095_1976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXUh4FQI/AAAAAAAAACE/KzwwNhX9N4k/s200/am-Zdzislaw_Beksinski095_1976.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101768438388888834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXUh4FRI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uhb2HHhZrQY/s1600-h/zdzislaw_beksinski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXUh4FRI/AAAAAAAAACM/Uhb2HHhZrQY/s200/zdzislaw_beksinski.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101768438388888850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXkh4FSI/AAAAAAAAACU/2OwVeC7logo/s1600-h/zdzislaw_beksinski_1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXkh4FSI/AAAAAAAAACU/2OwVeC7logo/s200/zdzislaw_beksinski_1974.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101768442683856162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8146626936503561085?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8146626936503561085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8146626936503561085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8146626936503561085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8146626936503561085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/08/zdzislaw-beksinskis-interpretation-of.html' title='Zdzislaw Beksinski&apos;s Interpretation of Hell..'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rs0fXEh4FPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xVSYQI2_qJI/s72-c/beksinski_1978_0300x0366_075_skundleni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-3802912895688177611</id><published>2007-08-20T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:38:25.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth about Myspace and Friendster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rsl8mUh4FOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DbP9yMu8_EM/s1600-h/myspacetruth_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rsk6mUh4FNI/AAAAAAAAABs/wU8USZ1MU0c/s200/ohshitrd9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100672482994033874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8821723598495185222?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8821723598495185222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8821723598495185222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8821723598495185222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8821723598495185222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-when-you-think-you-are-having-bad.html' title='just when you think you are having a bad day...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rsk6mUh4FNI/AAAAAAAAABs/wU8USZ1MU0c/s72-c/ohshitrd9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-5465207977299632481</id><published>2007-08-17T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T09:28:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LRT...</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LRT is really getting to me. Every morning I wake up early not to get to work early but to get a decent summon-free parking spot and when I do, someone idiot inconsiderate driver, just has to block me in, double parking and what not. Had to wait 1hour+ for the idiot to move his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finally came, I just said out loud "Motherfu*ker" and I know he heard me cos he looked at me, I didnt even look away. Damn I am so bitchy lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the Morning Race for Parking, the LRT ride is a very challenging experience for my Nose. I have a big Nose and it works pretty well LOL and on the LRT I bumped into people who doesn't know the existence of DEODORANT!!!! Some are just plain rude, step on your shoes, without even a sorry, one fucking aunty hustled past me, at the same time, ripping my watch strip apart (this was sometime back actually, but worth a mention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....I have adopted a stone cold attitude while on the LRT. Never give anyone a chance. Except for the blind, pregnant ladies and all that fit those categories.  There was this uncle, sweating like a pig, just pushed right in front of me, I just "kindly" used my size lol and just pushed him back, pretending that the LRT did it heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday there was this Chinese guy started coughing like mad and he didn't even cover his mouth, I just stared at him and he stared back. I just shook my head in disgust. He saw me shaking my head at him then he smiled!WTF? Funny is it and just continued with my disgusted look on his face, finally he got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-5465207977299632481?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/5465207977299632481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=5465207977299632481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5465207977299632481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5465207977299632481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/08/lrt.html' title='LRT...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7753821537628181418</id><published>2007-08-02T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:11:32.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking awesome.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RrHClOUvROI/AAAAAAAAABc/_rX6tZY3ti8/s1600-h/20060524-4641919251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RrHClOUvROI/AAAAAAAAABc/_rX6tZY3ti8/s200/20060524-4641919251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094066598288770274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomenes........&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Forum%20Photos/bong.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7753821537628181418?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7753821537628181418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7753821537628181418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7753821537628181418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7753821537628181418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/08/fucking-awesome.html' title='Fucking awesome.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RrHClOUvROI/AAAAAAAAABc/_rX6tZY3ti8/s72-c/20060524-4641919251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7499082414695146837</id><published>2007-08-02T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:21:07.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The real life Doctor Who who believes he can build a time machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Taken from: &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/technology/technology.html?in_article_id=471359&amp;in_page_id=1965"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suppose it were possible to go back in time and meet the dead. To say all the things you never got a chance to tell a loved one who died before there was a chance to make your peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just think if you could go back and warn someone that their lifestyle, their smoking or heavy drinking was driving them into an early grave. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You would not only be able to meet the dead  -  but to save them as well.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A new book tells the story of an extraordinary man whose life work is inspired by a longing to do just that.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the devastating sudden death of Ronald Mallett's beloved father which sparked his obsession with time-travel.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In pursuit of his seemingly impossible goal, he has overcome poverty and prejudice to become one of only a handful of top-flight black physicists in the United States. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has enjoyed a glittering career as a professor at one of the country's leading universities  -  an achievement in itself.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there has been only one motivation: to build a time machine. And, after years of painstaking research, Mallett is sure he's cracked it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His journey began in the early 1950s, when this intelligent and inquisitive boy was ten years old.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He lived with his parents Boyd and Dorothy in a working-class Jewish area of the Bronx, in New York city. The Malletts were happy there, having escaped the terrible racism of the Deep South. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boyd Mallett was a gadget freak, and a talented, respected electronic technician - one of his jobs was to wire up the new United Nations building being constructed in Manhattan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His son worshipped him, and the pair would spend many hours in the evenings experimenting with capacitors and circuits, building crystal radios and other gadgets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, the night after his parents' 11th wedding anniversary, Boyd died suddenly of a heart attack.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"For me, the sun rose and set on him," Ron Mallett said later. "It completely devastated me."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boyd Mallett's death was probably preventable. He had always been a heavy smoker and workaholic and had started drinking too much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Scroll down for more...&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="width: 470px;"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/04_03/drwhoES_468x635.jpg" alt="" border="1" height="635" width="468" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Dr Who on telly: Already has a time machine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His son sank into a despair that would not lift; indeed, he became severely depressed. Ronald simply could not accept that he would never see his father again. And he began to wonder if there was a way they could be reunited. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mallett devoured the pulp sci-fi comics of the time, and began to realise that time travel was, at least in fiction, a possibility. Then he read what is one of the finest science-fiction stories ever written, HG Wells's The Time Machine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the novel, the time-travelling hero explains: "Scientific people know very well that time is only a kind of space. We can move forward and backward in time, just as we can move forward and backward in space." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mallett was dumbfounded. If he could build a time machine, he could go back and change history and prevent his father's death.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From that day, Mallet became obsessed with time travel, despite having no clear idea of how it could be accomplished.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wells's book was, of course, entirely fictional, and yet, just a few years after it was written, a German-Jewish physicist called Albert Einstein blew the science community apart. Einstein showed that time and space were indeed different aspects of the same thing - a concept called spacetime - which is at the heart of how physicists understand the way the universe is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mallett became obsessed with the German scientist - who had died in 1955, the same year as his father. Most importantly, Mallett realised - as Einstein had himself - that the new way of thinking about gravity, space and time contained in the physicist's Special and General theories of relativity meant that a time machine was at least possible in theory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Einstein's equations showed that by twisting spacetime around, it is possible in theory to make a connection from future to past. Step into this timeloop, and you could emerge years later or earlier. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This idea would form the basis of Mallett's putative time machine. But, back in 1950s New York, he was a long way from his goal. Growing up poor and black, one of four children raised by a widowed mother who made ends meet by window-cleaning, is not an ideal recipe for academic success. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Undaunted, he studied hard at school and achieved good grades, particularly in the sciences. However, a university education was out of the question - there was simply no way his family could afford to pay for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Ron Mallett joined the U.S. Air Force, in the hope of being granted a military scholarship so that he could later study physics. His test grades were so good that he was fast-tracked into the USAF's electronics school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite his success, the past still intruded in the most horrible ways. Mallett's first tour of duty was in Biloxi, in the Deep South. There, for the first time in his life, he encountered the soul-destroying racism that had driven his grandparents north 40 years before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The first thing I noticed," he writes, "were the signs, the likes of which I had never seen before. 'Whites only'. 'No Colored'." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was talk of beatings and worse for black servicemen who strayed off base. Mallett made a vow to remain on base for the entire duration of his training, which included courses in electronics and computing. He also spent hours in the well-equipped library, devouring everything he could both by and about Einstein. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His studies paid off. After he was discharged, he won a place at Pennsylvania State University, and began a degree in physics.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eventually, in 1973, he won his doctorate, only the 79th black American ever to do so in this subject. Part of his thesis was an investigation into the theoretical possibility of using gravity to reverse the passage of time. In 1975, he was awarded a job as a professor of physics at Connecticut University - where he has worked ever since. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He remains the only black physics professor in America.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite the respectability of his CV, he still felt he couldn't discuss his ideas openly. "I feared professional suicide," he says now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, as his work continued, the story got out. Mallett's time machine went public in 2001, when New Scientist magazine ran an article about his design, and TV appearances followed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Mallett isn't mad," the New Scientist article said. "None of the known laws of physics forbids time-travel.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"In theory, shunting matter back and forth through time shouldn't be that difficult."  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, how do you build a machine which will take you back into the past  -  or forward to the future?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fact, there have been several plans for a time machine devised by physicists since Einstein's mind-blowing discovery that reverse timetravel should be possible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 1974, Frank Tipler, a physicist at Tulane University in New Orleans, calculated that by constructing a huge cylinder in space and setting it spinning, it would be possible to drag spacetime into loops, creating lots of backwards time portals into which you could leap and then emerge in the past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But he calculated that the cylinder would have to weigh about as much as the sun, and be compressed into a tube 60 miles long and 40 miles across. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alternatively, as physicist Kip Thorn proposed in the 1980s, you simply need to create a 'wormhole' - a tear in the fabric of spacetime, using perhaps a tame black hole or dozens of nuclear bombs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These ideas, while scientifically correct, were hardly practical. Squashing the sun into something the size of Dorset is likely to be beyond our ken for some time, and harnessing the power of a black hole sounds even harder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mallett's solution is much simpler. He thinks he can reverse time by using just a circulating beam of light. Light is energy, and energy can cause spacetime to warp and bend, just like gigantic spinning cylinders, he explains. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 2000, he published a paper showing how a circulating beam of laser light could create a vortex in spacetime. It was, he says, his eureka moment. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The details are complex, to say the least. But, in essence, Mallett believes it is possible to use a series of four circulating laser light beams swirling spacetime around like "a spoon stirring milk into coffee". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were to walk into this 'timetunnel' - which would resemble a large vortex of light a few feet across - you could emerge at some point in the past. He thinks he can build a prototype machine in the lab, using today's technology, with funds of just $250,000 (£120,000). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, Prof Mallett is fussy about who gives him the money. "We want non-military sources. I don't want to get to a certain point and get 'top secret' slapped over the project and have it taken away from us." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are several important things to realise about Mallett's time machine. For a start, it would only be possible to travel back in time to a point after the machine was first switched on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you turned on the machine, on January 1 say, and left it running for three months, you could enter the machine in March and only travel back as far as January 1. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So no trips back to the Middle Ages or to Ancient Rome.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This would be staggering enough. Just think: a time-traveller could go back and meet himself. Or he could send back information into the past - including the results of horse races, stock market movements. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But consider, too, all the weird paradoxes that the time machine would create. You could come face-to-face with your past self, causing untold confusion. What, for example, would happen if you killed your past self? Would both versions of 'you' die at the same time? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mallet believes these paradoxes would not in themselves prevent the construction of such a machine. But there are plenty of sceptics. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some physicists think that the laser upon which his machine depends would need to be impossibly large or powerful. Others point to Stephen Hawking's 'chronology protection conjecture', which says that quantum effects may conspire to prevent the possibility of a time machine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, while some physicists have questioned Mallett's approach, no one has yet proved with absolute certainty that the machine would not work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mallett is now 62 years old. He still believes he will live to see the creation of the first time machine.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadly, the way it works means that he will never be able to fulfil his original wish - to warn his father about his deteriorating health. "My solace is that if this works, future generations will be able to use this technology to prevent the tragedy that I went through," he says. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If he is right, the little boy from the Bronx who lost his beloved father all those years ago will end up being the most famous inventor in history. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7499082414695146837?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7499082414695146837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7499082414695146837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7499082414695146837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7499082414695146837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/08/real-life-doctor-who-who-believes-he.html' title='The real life Doctor Who who believes he can build a time machine'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6895087252782593970</id><published>2007-07-31T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:57:25.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Windows XP Running Slow?</title><content type='html'>My laptop was running a little slow so as I was looking thru the Internet for possible solutions, this particular article helped a lot and my laptop is much faster now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.connectedinternet.co.uk/2005/12/03/10-simple-ways-to-speed-up-windows-xp/" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; http://www.connectedinternet&lt;wbr&gt;.co.uk/2005/12/03/10-simple&lt;wbr&gt;-ways-to-speed-up-windows-xp/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="nointelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Disable Indexing Services&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Indexing Services is a small little program that uses large amounts of RAM and can often make a computer endlessly loud and noisy. This system process indexes and updates lists of all the files that are on your computer. It does this so that when you do a search for something on your computer, it will search faster by scanning the index lists. If you don’t search your computer often, or even if you do search often, this system service is completely unnecessary. To disable do the following:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Start&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Settings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Control Panel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Double-click Add/Remove Programs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click the Add/Remove Window Components&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncheck the Indexing services&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Next&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-645"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Optimise Display Settings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Windows XP can look sexy but displaying all the visual items can waste system resources. To optimise:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Start&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Settings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Control Panel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click System&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Advanced tab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Performance tab click Settings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave only the following ticked:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Show shadows under menus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Show shadows under mouse pointer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Show translucent selection rectangle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use drop shadows for icons labels on the desktop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use visual styles on windows and buttons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Speedup Folder Browsing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You may have noticed that everytime you open my computer to browse folders that there is a slight delay. This is because Windows XP automatically searches for network files and printers everytime you open Windows Explorer. To fix this and to increase browsing significantly:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open My Computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click on Tools menu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click on Folder Options&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click on the View tab.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncheck the Automatically search for network folders and printers check box&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Apply&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Ok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reboot your computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 4. Disable Performance Counters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Windows XP has a performance monitor utility which monitors several areas of your PC’s performance. These utilities take up system resources so disabling is a good idea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To disable:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;download and install the &lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows2000/techinfo/reskit/tools/existing/exctrlst-o.asp"&gt;Extensible Performance Counter&lt;/a&gt; List&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then select each counter in turn in the ‘Extensible performance counters’ window and clear the ‘performance counters enabled’ checkbox at the bottom.button below&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Improve Memory Usage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fileforum.betanews.com/detail/Cacheman/982371189/1"&gt;Cacheman&lt;/a&gt; Improves the performance of your computer by optimizing the disk cache, memory and a number of other settings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once Installed:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Show Wizard and select All&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Run all the wizards by selecting Next or Finished until you are back to the main menu. Use the defaults unless you know exactly what you are doing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exit and Save Cacheman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Restart Windows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Optimise your internet connection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are lots of ways to do this but by far the easiest is to run &lt;a href="http://www.speedguide.net/files/TCPOptimizer.exe"&gt;TCP/IP Optimizer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download and install&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click the General Settings tab and select your Connection Speed (Kbps)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Network Adapter and choose the interface you use to connect to the Internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Check Optimal Settings then Apply&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reboot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Optimise Your Pagefile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you give your pagefile a fixed size it saves the operating system from needing to resize the page file.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right click on My Computer and select Properties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select the Advanced tab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Under Performance choose the Settings button&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select the Advanced tab again and under Virtual Memory select Change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Highlight the drive containing your page file and make the initial Size of the file the same as the Maximum Size of the file.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Windows XP sizes the page file to about 1.5X the amount of actual physical memory by default. While this is good for systems with smaller amounts of memory (under 512MB) it is unlikely that a typical XP desktop system will ever need 1.5 X 512MB or more of virtual memory. If you have less than 512MB of memory, leave the page file at its default size. If you have 512MB or more, change the ratio to 1:1 page file size to physical memory size.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="nointelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Update: If are feeling more adventurous I have also posted &lt;a href="http://www.connectedinternet.co.uk/blog/_archives/2005/12/5/1434755.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Intermediate Ways To Speed Up Windows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and also &lt;a href="http://www.connectedinternet.co.uk/blog/_archives/2006/1/12/1658713.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Ways to Speed Up Windows XP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Run &lt;a href="http://www.majorgeeks.com/download.php?det=664"&gt;BootVis&lt;/a&gt; - Improve Boot Times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BootVis will significantly improve boot times&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download and Run&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select Trace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select Next Boot and Driver Trace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Trace Repetitions screen will appear, select Ok and Reboot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon reboot, BootVis will automatically start, analyze and log your system’s boot process. When it’s done, in the menu go to Trace and select Optimize System&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reboot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your machine has rebooted wait until you see the Optimizing System box appear. Be patient and wait for the process to complete&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Remove the Desktop Picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your desktop background consumes a fair amount of memory and can slow the loading time of your system. Removing it will improve performance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right click on Desktop and select Properties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select the Desktop tab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Background window select None&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Ok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Remove Fonts for Speed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fonts, especially TrueType fonts, use quite a bit of system resources. For optimal performance, trim your fonts down to just those that you need to use on a daily basis and fonts that applications may require.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open Control Panel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open Fonts folder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move fonts you don’t need to a temporary directory (e.g. C:\FONTBKUP?) just in case you need or want to bring a few of them back. The more fonts you uninstall, the more system resources you will gain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hope you find these 10 tips useful please leave a comment below and please share any other tips you may have with other readers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6895087252782593970?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6895087252782593970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6895087252782593970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6895087252782593970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6895087252782593970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-windows-xp-running-slow.html' title='Your Windows XP Running Slow?'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-3372202310973796112</id><published>2007-07-31T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T12:39:14.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Little Pigs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the first grade teacher was reading the story of the Three&lt;br /&gt; Little&lt;br /&gt;Pigs to her class. She came to the part of the story where the first&lt;br /&gt; pig&lt;br /&gt;was trying to accumulate the building materials for his home. She&lt;br /&gt;read,&lt;br /&gt;"...and so the pig went up to the man with the wheel barrow full of&lt;br /&gt; straw&lt;br /&gt;and said, "Pardon me sir, but may I have some of that straw to build&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;house?" The teacher paused then asked the class, "And what do you&lt;br /&gt;think&lt;br /&gt;that man said?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little boy raised his hand and said, "I think he said&lt;br /&gt;'Holy Sh*t! A talking pig!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The teacher was unable to teach for the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-3372202310973796112?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/3372202310973796112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=3372202310973796112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3372202310973796112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3372202310973796112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/joke-of-week.html' title='Joke of the Week'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6514772459082159773</id><published>2007-07-31T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T12:36:11.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rq68L-UvRMI/AAAAAAAAABM/laJCAT-Ih3Y/s1600-h/xinsrc_152030429125684327911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rq68L-UvRMI/AAAAAAAAABM/laJCAT-Ih3Y/s200/xinsrc_152030429125684327911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093215142497174722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 9 years of following the series, it has finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is awesome, just finished it the day the book got released. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only stopped for meals/nap/bathroom matters. haha. Other than that I was locked in my room with book in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trader's had a special 50% discount on the books which is kinda awesome since original price is RM109+. So far work is great, I am beginning to detest Arab guests as they are very bossy, rude and at times, extremely impossible to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been raining almost every morning while I am going to work which is sorta welcomed, as during the day it can get pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing through J.K Rowling's website and read that she isnt going to stop writing, she is working on something else, two projects, one for Adults one for Children, which is also funnily enough how Harry Potter came about. Maybe she will continue with the Harry Potter series? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreading the last two movies of the Harry Potter sequel since Order of the Phoenix was a downer. What a waste of time really, I couldnt stop yawning in the cinema. Parts when it wasn't funny people laughed, when it was funny no one did - I looked like a fool when I laughed at the little amusing bits; I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should'nt have changed directors and also drastically change the storyline. Original story is much better as it is, why the silly changes here and there? I just have a feeling they are going to spoil the last two movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6514772459082159773?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6514772459082159773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6514772459082159773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6514772459082159773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6514772459082159773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rq68L-UvRMI/AAAAAAAAABM/laJCAT-Ih3Y/s72-c/xinsrc_152030429125684327911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-1118594336660318405</id><published>2007-07-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:22:43.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKEW_wlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GTK0qnlWxZY/s1600-h/Porsche+Turbo+S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKEW_wlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GTK0qnlWxZY/s200/Porsche+Turbo+S.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086686209711784530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porsche Turbo S 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKUW_wmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Heup1IT9Mz0/s1600-h/Cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKUW_wmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Heup1IT9Mz0/s200/Cubicle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086686214006751842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where I Think i am supposed to do work :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKkW_wnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NIRsjfn1mEU/s1600-h/Office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKkW_wnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NIRsjfn1mEU/s200/Office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086686218301719154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKK0W_woI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Rt4N2ZDb_TE/s1600-h/Office2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKK0W_woI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Rt4N2ZDb_TE/s200/Office2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086686222596686466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma Cubicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-1118594336660318405?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/1118594336660318405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=1118594336660318405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1118594336660318405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1118594336660318405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-photos.html' title='Finally Photos...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpeKKEW_wlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GTK0qnlWxZY/s72-c/Porsche+Turbo+S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-3942643850413649817</id><published>2007-07-10T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:06:59.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A String of bad luck.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpMTYBfsIcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FMWHZR4dCjE/s1600-h/mban785l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpMTYBfsIcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FMWHZR4dCjE/s200/mban785l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085429707670561218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Bring it on LIFE!! Man just when I thought my bad luck streak disappeared, it sneaks up and bites me in the ass. I got another summons from stupid Majlis Bandaraya PJ....FARRRKKK another RM100, but thanks to my aunt, she says she can get it down to RM30 per summon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the freak sial...what a great start to the already fucked up week. Everyone keeps telling me to chill, take it easy, relax, start telling their own personal stories and what not, thinking that it would make me feel better but, I just dont give a rat's ass. Then yesterday I was with this long stay guest, Mr Habib "the Con-man" Shahid, who wanted me to update his laptop drivers, install new software, update his Office 2007 (which I dont usually bother and also I dont know how, so i just winged it) etc etc. I was attending to him and his wife for more than an hour while trying to suppress this boiling anger because my friend smsed me saying that I got another summon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really faking the "helpful attitude, cheery smile" when actually deep inside I wanted to scream "FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to see that idiot Habib later and I am so dreading this. How do you tell a guest to fuck off when you are supposed to attend to him....? any ideas anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-3942643850413649817?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/3942643850413649817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=3942643850413649817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3942643850413649817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3942643850413649817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/string-of-bad-luck.html' title='A String of bad luck.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/RpMTYBfsIcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FMWHZR4dCjE/s72-c/mban785l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-3700726146560189876</id><published>2007-07-06T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:26:31.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMU NOW OFFICIALLY FUCKING SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>I just got an email from the Dean of FIST saying that my case for appeal marks for my Final Year Project, which I unfairly got a C when another USELESS INTERNATIONAL GROUP MATE didn't do MUCH got a B. How is this fair ? Just because he pays more than us locals, he gets "special" treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK MMU and this is my blog and I can write whatever I feel like writing. I don't know what to tell my parents because I know I am going to get a screwing of my life. So now its a blanket hatred I am having towards Arabs in general, oh yeah my group mate is an Arab, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biggest fucking mistake of my life!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;except for a few, i mean very little that made the cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a racist, bigot, whatever, i just don't care anymore. This is who I am, you don't like me? Fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-3700726146560189876?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/3700726146560189876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=3700726146560189876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3700726146560189876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3700726146560189876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/mmu-now-officially-fucking-sucks.html' title='MMU NOW OFFICIALLY FUCKING SUCKS.'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7333371305322410477</id><published>2007-07-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T22:40:26.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhh man I am sooo angry with the stupid Majlis Bandaraya PJ!!!! FIRST i kena saman RM100!!! for parking illegally....where got! i have been parking there for a month now, and there is no sign saying "No Parking" no yellow line also. Haaaaaaaiiiiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div id="mb_0"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;hhhhhhhhh. AND TO TOP IT OFF, someone DENTED MY CAR!!!! aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhh what bad luck!!!! I hope that guy/girl/lady/makcik/pakcik&lt;wbr&gt;/bangla/indon etc crashes into a tree/longkang or something along those lines. I only realised when I came back and showed K.Nipah my saman then she wanted to see where I parked, as getting out of the driveway i just pandang my car and saw the dent! i am just so furious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the helll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*readreallyfast*and relevant pictures will come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7333371305322410477?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7333371305322410477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7333371305322410477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7333371305322410477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7333371305322410477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/ohhh-man-i-am-sooo-angry-with-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7702501132736484621</id><published>2007-07-02T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:46:07.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Woman Really Wants</title><content type='html'>-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What a Woman Really Wants&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lw_1183348496_2" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); height: 1em;"&gt;King Arthur&lt;/span&gt; was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring&lt;br /&gt;kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's&lt;br /&gt;youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he&lt;br /&gt;could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to&lt;br /&gt;figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer; he&lt;br /&gt;would be put to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question? . . . What do women really want? Such a question would&lt;br /&gt;perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed&lt;br /&gt;an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted&lt;br /&gt;the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's  end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess,&lt;br /&gt;the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with every&lt;br /&gt;one, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would&lt;br /&gt;have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the&lt;br /&gt;kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk&lt;br /&gt;to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to&lt;br /&gt;agree to her price first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the&lt;br /&gt;Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only&lt;br /&gt;one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never&lt;br /&gt;encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refused to force his  friend to marry her and endure such a terrible&lt;br /&gt;burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He&lt;br /&gt;said nothing was too big of a sacrifice, compared to Arthur's life and&lt;br /&gt;the preservation of the Round Table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's&lt;br /&gt;question thus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a woman really wants, she answered . . . is to be in charge of her&lt;br /&gt;own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a&lt;br /&gt;great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and&lt;br /&gt;Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a&lt;br /&gt;horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him.&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The&lt;br /&gt;astounded Lancelot asked what had happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty replied that since he  had been so kind to her when she&lt;br /&gt;appeared as a witch, she would henceforth be her horrible, deformed self&lt;br /&gt;only half-the-time and the beautiful maiden the other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day . . . or night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to&lt;br /&gt;show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle,&lt;br /&gt;an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day,&lt;br /&gt;but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate&lt;br /&gt;moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would YOU do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Lancelot chose is below. BUT . . . make YOUR choice before you&lt;br /&gt;scroll down below. OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the&lt;br /&gt;time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her&lt;br /&gt;own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now . . . what is the moral to this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  moral is . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't let a woman have her own way . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going to get ugly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7702501132736484621?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7702501132736484621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7702501132736484621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7702501132736484621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7702501132736484621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-woman-really-wants.html' title='What a Woman Really Wants'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-2379310468889430819</id><published>2007-06-27T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:58:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i listen on the LRT...</title><content type='html'>My MP3 player has become my Best Friend. The boring LRT rides finally doesnt seem to take so long anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - BDay Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Freakum Dress&lt;br /&gt;- Green Light&lt;br /&gt;- Resentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - Good Girl Gone Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;- Push Up On Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don’t Stop The Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breakin’ Dishes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2379310468889430819?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2379310468889430819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2379310468889430819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2379310468889430819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2379310468889430819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-i-listen-on-lrt.html' title='What i listen on the LRT...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-4376671094835792663</id><published>2007-06-27T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:12:09.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LRT Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="mb_0"&gt;haha nearly a month I have been taking the LRT to work and by far yesterday was the funniest and the most unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At KLCC, after work, LRT was packed like sardines, then there was this Indian guy and boy did he smell bad!! Really teruk, I was TEARING up cos the smell radiating from him was just fantastically STRONG. Then at the next stop, I managed to move away from him but the ladies around him didnt get to and they were pinching their noses cos they cannot tahan his smell hahahahaha. When he looked around they put their hands down, when he wasnt looking the nose pinching began again la. So i think it was at Abdullah Hukum station he got off, the ladies began frantically fanning the area with whatever paper they have HAHAHAHAHAH i couldnt stop laughing cos it was soo funny...the ladies just gave me a look hehe i guess they were friends la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4376671094835792663?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4376671094835792663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4376671094835792663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4376671094835792663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4376671094835792663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/06/lrt-stories.html' title='LRT Stories'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8661672241967278871</id><published>2007-06-15T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:25:33.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting a new chapter.....</title><content type='html'>First blog post since err....dunno la, all i know it was quite sometime ago lolz. Now doing my training at Trader's Hotel KLCC and the place is like a spaceship; big, luxurious, trendy, modern and niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicccccccccceeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My training:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My supervisor is a cool guy, easy going and very informative.&lt;br /&gt;Never seems irritated when i ask him questions lol....and i ask a lot of questions hehe.&lt;br /&gt;This hotel has a lot of servers.&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly learning about how to manage them. Very tricky. But lots of fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon, a small cubicle where i sit and use the computer, more like surf net (things i am not supposed to la :p heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sorta gotten used to the routine of waking up every morning at 6.45am, take a shower+get dressed+breakfast=7.25am. Then get on the LRT to KLCC. Simple. then Breakfast 2 at the staff cafeteria LOL. Meals are free here, dinner/lunch/tea/breakfast/supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work saturdays.......................half day.................... :( huhuhuhuhuhhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I just automatically woke up at 7am, turned on TV and spent the rest of my day watching TV, with breaks for meals and showers and surf net. Other than that, I was watching TV :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunty, Khala Nipah asked me "Why don't you read a book?"&lt;br /&gt;My reply "Books require reading, TV is more entertaining :P"&lt;br /&gt;I spent my Sunday watching shows after shows from 8am till abt 11pm.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to do my weekly reports. Very lazy to do. Don't know where to start. Working here is always fun, my aunty juliana forever keeps me on my toes, constantly aware of where I should be, what I should be doing, who I should see, what to wear, what not to wear...etc...its like having a very cool, fun secretary :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking. This is what 15% of the time I am in KL doing, WALKING and I am starting to think that I need more comfortable shoes because my feet are screaming. In Melaka, I rarely do any walking, RARELY, only to my car to the classroom and back. HAHA. Now: LRT station - Trader's Hotel KLCC - Convention Center but thank God its an air conditioned walkway. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8661672241967278871?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8661672241967278871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8661672241967278871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8661672241967278871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8661672241967278871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/06/starting-new-chapter.html' title='Starting a new chapter.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6148090102505543938</id><published>2007-05-27T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T06:10:11.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Quote of the Week</title><content type='html'>This time my favorite quote comes from 3rd Rock from the Sun - Sally and Don's First Kiss s3ep24. This is a guide on how to do an MCQ based question paper! LOLZ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry said thank you to Tommi for teaching him the method, :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a couple of "all the above"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not to many of "B"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;easy on the "c"'s , Heavy on the "D"'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and dont be stingy with the "A"s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6148090102505543938?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6148090102505543938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7892526881435800815</id><published>2007-05-22T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:08:25.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday blues....</title><content type='html'>Birthdays ooooh Birthdays.....I think birthdays should only be celebrated if you are getting YOUNGER :p I know its stupid lol...yeah Its my Birthday, 23.......damn........23...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7892526881435800815?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7892526881435800815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Child Prodigies</title><content type='html'>Was browsing through Youtube , from a special place, I found this video and just had to embed it in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zTHgDQFnMZc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zTHgDQFnMZc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br--&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6710590047903948526?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6710590047903948526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6710590047903948526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Wednesday, I just decided to declare a holiday for maybe 2-3 days till my next paper, on the 25th, I found this article on &lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/"&gt;http://www.spikedhumor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows you how mean the Cooperate  World can be. Aren't we getting ready to enter that kind of world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 380px; height: 300px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3" valign="top" width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vcleft.gif" height="300" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5" valign="top" width="390"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 1px;" src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vctop.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3" valign="top" width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vcright.gif" height="300" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td height="273" valign="top"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.spikedhumor.com/player/vcplayer.swf?file=http://www.spikedhumor.com/videocodes/105557/data.xml&amp;amp;auto_play=false" quality="high" scale="noscale" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="100%" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="22" valign="top"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/105557/Scientists_May_Have_Cancer_Cure_No_one_Notices.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vcbot.gif" border="0" height="22" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-3549024328539714278?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/3549024328539714278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=3549024328539714278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3549024328539714278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3549024328539714278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/05/scientists-may-have-cancer-cure-no-one.html' title='Scientists May Have Cancer Cure-No one notices..'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-4635806745366330576</id><published>2007-05-16T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:25:55.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Craze!!~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rkrpg0md9FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/96Rn6gqpfBA/s1600-h/3rdrockseason1dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rkrpg0md9FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/96Rn6gqpfBA/s200/3rdrockseason1dvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065117481016620114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more than just a comedy. I has hidden messages , probably subliminal, about Humans in general, People, Americans, American Government, People's Sensibility, Love, Friendship, Global Awareness, Perspective on Life and the Day to Day Grind. My favorite character is played by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0829390/"&gt;French Stewart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching Season 3 episode 3. Extremely funny and currently at the top of my list of things to watch everyday, it even helps me fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more paper to go, Technology Transfer. Transferring of Technology through everyday life it seems.......or something along those lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4635806745366330576?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4635806745366330576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4635806745366330576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4635806745366330576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4635806745366330576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/05/current-craze.html' title='Current Craze!!~!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Rkrpg0md9FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/96Rn6gqpfBA/s72-c/3rdrockseason1dvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6410614755272958295</id><published>2007-04-24T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T03:56:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Masquarade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Groupphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Groupphoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/BurnnYasmincopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/BurnnYasmincopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures, these are the only ones that I have that i look good HAHAHA :p more to come.....KUNA I WANT PHOTOS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6410614755272958295?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6410614755272958295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6410614755272958295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6410614755272958295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6410614755272958295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost-masquarade.html' title='Lost Masquarade'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-265518346324965910</id><published>2007-04-24T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T03:35:35.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Riz2V_vaHYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hL3sl0xasjw/s1600-h/choccake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Riz2V_vaHYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hL3sl0xasjw/s200/choccake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056687339378187650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20070422/ts_afp/austriagastronomysachertorte_070422054632"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bob forwarded this link to me and it was just too delicious to pass up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIENNA (AFP) - What may be the world's most celebrated chocolate cake, Vienna's Sacher-Torte, is feting 175 years since its creator produced a recipe that still remains as closely guarded as a state secret. Aside from me, only my pastry chef and his assistant know the recipe, which is kept in a safe," said Elisabeth Gurtler, the dynamic 57-year-old businesswoman who took over the reins of the Hotel Sacher group in 1990, following the death of her husband. "All that I can say is that we use butter, sugar, eggs, flour, chocolate and jam," she said coyly, adding that ingredients are "all natural" and all from Austria -- except for the chocolate that comes from Belgium and Germany.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The story started in 1832 when the Austrian chancellor at the time, Count Klemens Wenzel von Metternich, asked for a new desert that would impress his guests. His requirement: "donÂ´t make me look a fool tonight!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; When the master chef took ill, a 16-year-old apprentice, Franz Sacher, was entrusted with the task. "He came up with a recipe that would make his job easier," said Gurtler.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The demands of Metternich's daily banquets meant that large quantities of desserts had to be prepared in advance - in the days when there were no refrigerators and no preservatives.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; "Even then, we could make Sacher-Torte that would keep for at least a fortnight," said Gurtler.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The dessert consists of two layers of dense chocolate cake with a fine spreading of apricot jam in between. Rich, dark chocolate icing coats the top and sides.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; From the few details offered by pastry chef Alfred Buxbaum, it seems the icing makes all the difference. "I use three types of chocolate and we work with about 2,000 litres (quarts) of liquid chocolate on hand at all times," he said, adding he'll be slapped with a "six-figure fine if I say more."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Buxbaum and his partner are the only ones who know the exact proportions for the icing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Thanks to the success of Franz' creation, his son Eduard opened the Hotel Sacher behind the Viennese opera house in 1876 - not only a showcase for the city's best-known culinary speciality but a landmark in its own right whose notable guests once included John Lennon and Yoko Ono who gave one of their "bed-in" press conferences here on their 1969 peace tour.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Today the Sacher group owns four five-star hotels and produces 360,000 cakes a year, though only the 13 pastry chefs in Vienna are allowed to whip up the "Original Sacher-Torte," now a registered trademark.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Despite others' attempts to tap into the cake's fame, the Sacher group, which was bought by the Gurtler family in 1934, "has won every single copyright infringement case ever brought to trial," 40 to date, according to Gurtler.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The latest incident occurred this month when Irene Sacher, the great-great-granddaughter of Franz Sacher, published what she asserted to be the original recipe in the Austrian newspaper, Kurier.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Gurtler remains unperturbed. "There is only one original Sacher-Torte," she said. "In fact, this is going to be our new advertising slogan."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  "No one ever knew the recipe for Coca-Cola and for us it is the same thing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; She also refuses to disclose the company's turnover, saying only one-third of annual production is sold abroad with 40 percent going to neighboring Germany, a hefty 18 percent to the United States and four percent as far away as Japan. Britain also imports seven percent and France five.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; In 1998, the Sacher-Torte even made it into the Guinness World Records when Hotel Sacher produced a cake measuring 2.5 metres (just over eight feet) in diameter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-265518346324965910?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/265518346324965910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/265518346324965910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-yahoo-bob-forwarded-this-link-to.html' title=''/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zNsDVwxAPBs/Riz2V_vaHYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hL3sl0xasjw/s72-c/choccake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-5950510123864400121</id><published>2007-04-09T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:50:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IF a caller had called MMU for directions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; I suggest that rather than close off the entrance to EP, just add the divider, in that case, cars lining up behind wouldn't cut queues by trying to sneak in from behind, well, come to think of it, that would just make the waiting process longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEHOW i think it is MMU's responsibility into ensuring that the UNIVERSITY has a proper ENTRANCE rather than a confusing labyrinth of confusing lanes and turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caller:&lt;/span&gt; Hello, I was wondering how to get to MMU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MMU Official:&lt;/span&gt; Hello, okay sure. Follow this very simple steps. As you reach Melaka and pass Jaya Jusco, follow the signboard and take a right turn at the traffic lights. Then go straight ahead into Bkt Beruang, then now here is where you must give me your utmost and undivided attention. After the traffic lights opposite Petronas, go in front a little, till you see Emerald Park, the hostels, THEN you keep on going straight. You should be able to see MMU from here. THEN you go straight for about 200meters or so, till you see a very very small turning to the right, opposite some restaurants going towards MMU. Take the turn in. OK here is the twist in your panties part, you cannot enter the gate which you so logically assume is one of the entrances of MMU, but no, only after 5pm, you can enter. Instead you have to go just a little bit more heading towards Emerald Park, then you see MMU's OTHER entrance. NOW this is the entrance. Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caller:&lt;/span&gt; errr......*in the background*sayang dont lar, getting directions here...* err can you please repeat that please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and yes......i am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-5950510123864400121?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/5950510123864400121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=5950510123864400121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5950510123864400121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5950510123864400121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-if-caller-had-called-mmu-for.html' title='WHAT IF a caller had called MMU for directions..'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6543595860856896760</id><published>2007-04-08T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T04:21:38.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST MASQUARADE DRAMA</title><content type='html'>This is my blog and I can right what ever the hell I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNIORS: (You damn well know who you are, TWO in particular, WELL MORE TO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE ASSWIPE&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear pre-pubescent juniors of SPARC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Before you mouth of unjustified comments and your little fairy tale complains which have no base of integrity, THINK THINK THINK THINK. As you go to sleep soundly each night, YOUR IGNORANT COMMENTS, had a GREAT EFFECT on the people who you offended, whether you notice or care to know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ALL THE BULLSHIT the committee of Lost Masquarade had to PUT UP WITH, I thoroughly ENJOYED the Prom and this is coming from a person who has been to MANY MANY PROMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    IF, God help me if this happens, we cross path ANYWHERE &amp;amp; ANYTIME, you'd do yourself a favor by IGNORING ME, because if you don't, I wouldn't hesitate to put you in your place. Every little COMMENT that was made on the Yahoo Groups, is being REPEATED with every single message. Only retards repeat.........and morons.....and dumbasses....and fuckwits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better :) Have a great end of semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6543595860856896760?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6543595860856896760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6543595860856896760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6543595860856896760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6543595860856896760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost-masquarade-drama.html' title='LOST MASQUARADE DRAMA'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-4921493256080812447</id><published>2007-03-02T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:38:43.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of the past 1 month and 8 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me is getting fat - comments from Friends while on CNY visit has sparked a new health and fitness plan. When does it start? I don't know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Beetle needs rewiring, brake lights not working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove up to KL with Merp Premo at 4am.  Highway all the way. Reached KL 6.45am. Not bad for a 40year old car :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My CNY was spent, watching Ghost Rider, Iron Lady Chef (Don't ask why), Protege. Went Karaoke-ing at Sg Wang, most of the time out of tune anyway. Dota: total of 12 hours+/- of Dota pleasure at CC with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washed my darling Beetle and waxed it summore before going up to KL, only to find out the next day, where I parked at a friends house, freaking birds crapped all over it. The rain(something MELAKA is desperately lacking) later paid a visit and washed the bird crap away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When reached KL, found out my sense of direction is somewhat "tak boleh guna". Need a HELL OF A LOT OF PRACTISE :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;prem,&gt;Several weeks ago, we all had an outing to town to eat or something la can't remember. THEN Bob and Desmond enthusiastically suggested that we shall "woo" some bapuks, and we decided that we really didnt have anything else to do, so off we went. BUT MUCH to Prems, NIcks and my dismay, when we reached, Desmond and Bob chickened out:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;D: wheeeeyyy what you doing lar, dont want lar, eh dont want la dont want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B: eh guys, no need lar, dont want can or not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;By this time i was already HIGH (note: Burn's gets high when sleepy. Symptoms: uncontrollable laughter, laugh at things that are definitely not funny and tends to mouth off whatever is on his mind). I told them to move it, I'll talk to the bapoks and it went something like this:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burn: "Kak!! Kawan saya ni(pointing to GIRI), belum kene tebuk dengan belum pernah tebuk. Hari ni hari jadi dia, ader DISCOUNT TAK??"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bapok1:"Ohhh bollleehhhhh yang maner satu ek?? Saya RM30"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bapok2: "Saya RM90! Umur die braper?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burn: "Die 21 dah!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bapok1: "ooh sorry la ye, saye hanya service 19tahun dan 20tahun sahaja"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burn: "Amenede nyer double standard nih? yang ko tu mude sangat la ni ek"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;By that time, Prem already drove off, fearing a car bashing by the bapok clan, clanswoman, clansmen, clanspimp, clansbapoks etc. I think Giri, Bob and Desmond werent really thrilled by my outburst at the bapoks on their behalf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FYP is driving my up the wall, and so is my supervisor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretty sad when I passed by SPARC's bazaar and the so called vendors. Only delifrance and UPG reps were there vending stuff......sigh.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will add more when my memory serves me well, at the moment feeling kinda sleepy.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4921493256080812447?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4921493256080812447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4921493256080812447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4921493256080812447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4921493256080812447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/03/summary-of-past-1-month-and-8-days.html' title='Summary of the past 1 month and 8 days.'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6941127006289181800</id><published>2007-01-22T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:12:38.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt a kitten today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00395.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00393.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to ADOPT 3 kittens? been resuced from being abanddoned on the street... been taken care of, want to give away cause we're allergic to cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact:&lt;br /&gt;Burn : 017 -3296587&lt;br /&gt;OJ: 012-9350771&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6941127006289181800?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6941127006289181800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6941127006289181800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6941127006289181800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6941127006289181800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/adopt-kitten-today.html' title='Adopt a kitten today!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_DSC00395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-7149531750209743068</id><published>2007-01-22T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:34:12.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OJ just got hired!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00388.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00385.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00387.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00379.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00381.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00383.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/DSC00380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A blog entry from OJ!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago... actually I think about a semester and a half ago, shakir forwarded this "best job in the universe" link...turned up to be a survey for condom testers for durex. I filled it out...i was like, what the hell lets see if this actually is worth while... and....like 5 months later... LOOONG after forgetting about this, i get a POS malaysia card in my postbox... so I go over to burn cause I was expecting some protien supplements I had ordered last month... so he drove me to the Ayer Keroh Post office. This Chinese uncle takes a look at the pink card, then looks at my face...then in like 30 seconds comes back with this envelope..I thought I got screwed over by ordering protien online...Instead, my durex buddies sent over free condoms!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's laughing now? =) I already got a job. Take THAT Engineering Degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OJ-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bURN: But what...wwhhaatt, whattt will you tell your mummy, when she asks you "Beta!, what are you working as now?" LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7149531750209743068?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7149531750209743068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7149531750209743068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7149531750209743068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7149531750209743068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/oj-just-got-hired.html' title='OJ just got hired!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_DSC00388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8664396403738726061</id><published>2007-01-18T09:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:16:50.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just HAD to post this one!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Daddy Is Darth Vader&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/daddy12.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Call Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Papi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/strong&gt; He takes you to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8664396403738726061?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8664396403738726061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8664396403738726061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8664396403738726061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8664396403738726061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-just-had-to-post-this-one.html' title='I just HAD to post this one!!!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-723910364799322577</id><published>2007-01-18T08:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T08:52:41.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kinf of Meat am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chicken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofmeatareyouquiz/chicken.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! You're hardly meat. But you are quite popular, and people aspire to taste like you.&lt;br /&gt;You're probably quite skinny and free of vices. Except letting people eat your eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofmeatareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Meat Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-723910364799322577?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/723910364799322577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=723910364799322577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/723910364799322577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/723910364799322577'/><link rel='alternate' 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Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howgeminiareyouquiz/gemini.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgeminiareyouquiz/"&gt;How Gemini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4930219000847640982?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4930219000847640982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4930219000847640982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Wars Horoscope for Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourstarwarshoroscopequiz/gemini.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most Geminis, you are a playful little creature.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be extremely curious, craving knowledge but sometimes having a short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, you are charming and loveable.&lt;br /&gt;But at times, you can seem scattered and high-strung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star wars character you are most like: Ewoks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourstarwarshoroscopequiz/"&gt;What Is Your Star Wars Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-7099795251880390365?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/7099795251880390365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=7099795251880390365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7099795251880390365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/7099795251880390365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/apparently-i-am-ewoki-can-live-with.html' title='Apparently I am an Ewok....i can live with that....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6759718196330797549</id><published>2007-01-18T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T08:25:12.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVG Antivirus VS PC Tools Antivirus</title><content type='html'>...............and PC Tools Antivirus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WON&lt;/span&gt;. Hands down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem I had with AVG is that every single folder I would access, it would detect whatever that was in that folder as a Torjan/Virus and will prompt me to Heal/Quarantine/Ignore.  Whenever I click Heal, another alert would pop-up saying that another file is infected. Even though I healed the files repeatedly, it will STILL alert me saying that it is a threat and will lead to the file being corrupt and wont allow the program associated with the file to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing forums and antivirus websites, finally it came down to PC Tools Antivirus, and it worked real well. Detected the same virus/trojan AVG did, but it got rid of it. Pretty simple and also it monitors any files being changed illegally by any program/software/tool/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was using Bob's computer and it had the SAME TROJAN....what the hell? it spread through our network? So i did the same for him and got rid of the trojan. At times I wonder, these idiots who have too much free time creating trojans should really be concentrating on something else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6759718196330797549?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6759718196330797549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6759718196330797549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6759718196330797549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6759718196330797549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/avg-antivirus-vs-pc-tools-antivirus.html' title='AVG Antivirus VS PC Tools Antivirus'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-2939321376081330896</id><published>2007-01-17T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:20:47.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday it seems.....</title><content type='html'>Things I learn during the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never eat anything while watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_%28TV_series%29"&gt;House&lt;/a&gt;. Tendency to get put off your food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never go to Habeeb Sultan. Tendancy to get Diarrhea is imminent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to sleep..........just try...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Current Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Story of my experiments with truth" by M.K.Ghandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my usual read but it was a gift from my father with a message written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Bakar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that your days at MMU is nearing  its end, I hope in this book you will find some wisdom which I have failed to impart to you. Your loving father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Dawood&lt;br /&gt;7/1/07"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a silver lining somewhere...apparently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my Testing Plan for my final year project, which is a seriously daunting task.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2939321376081330896?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2939321376081330896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2939321376081330896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2939321376081330896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2939321376081330896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/holiday-it-seems.html' title='holiday it seems.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-6476620182939612083</id><published>2007-01-07T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:52:51.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos...of the Xmas disappointment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/compensationburger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/compensationburger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/layersofpancakesitseems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/layersofpancakesitseems.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/meatballsalaripoff-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/meatballsalaripoff-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/tehnmaggi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/tehnmaggi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-6476620182939612083?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/6476620182939612083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=6476620182939612083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6476620182939612083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/6476620182939612083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/photosof-xmas-disappointment.html' title='Photos...of the Xmas disappointment...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_compensationburger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-4971318692096581209</id><published>2007-01-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T13:02:07.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finance Dept</title><content type='html'>Went to Finance Dept this morning, sharp at 9am i was there, waited for an hour, along with other students, only to find out from the darling Makcik Guard, that today all Dept's are CLOSED. errr Shouldnt they be OPEN ALREADY? how long of a weekend do they WANT? its already the 2nd day of the new year and they are still closed ......... :) i need to pay my feees laaaaa hurry up and OPEN!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4971318692096581209?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4971318692096581209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4971318692096581209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4971318692096581209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4971318692096581209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2007/01/finance-dept.html' title='Finance Dept'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8228145024688743081</id><published>2006-12-29T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:19:11.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas......</title><content type='html'>Even though I dont celebrate Christmas, it didnt stop me from celebrating it with my housemates+friendsofshakir(carlos, dilip n sibuan)+neighbour=OJ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost I would like to rip into Friends Cafe, Melaka Baru. Talk about the biggest rip off of the year. Ok here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fruit Fusion Tea = Layman's Terms  = Teh O Panas             = RM 5.25&lt;br /&gt;2. Fried Spaghetti = Layman's Terms = Maggi Goreng tak special  = RM 9.50&lt;br /&gt;3. Total Ripped Off                                             = RM 14.75&lt;br /&gt;4. Vowed not to ever step in Friends ever in my entire lifetime = PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Merry Christmas to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention other people got ripped off even worse for e.g. Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His measly serving of Meatballs which resembled Goat Droppings in terms of size and color was RM11.50 that he will never see again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so upset, that we decided to go to Rock N Roll Grill Bar. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where the REAL FOOD came in!!! I had a magnificent NZ Beef Burger+Fries and Salad+Extra CHEESE and a CHOCOLATE MILKSHAKE.....*drools* Pictures will come later...just needed to bitch about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Dilip "goreng" with the in-house band. :) that was awesome...heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8228145024688743081?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8228145024688743081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8228145024688743081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8228145024688743081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8228145024688743081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas......'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8351259035861754556</id><published>2006-12-23T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T17:16:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Flood....</title><content type='html'>I was so happy that it was raining for 2 days straight, because it was pretty hot the few days before that, but little did i know that I happiness brought despair to other people. The flash floods were terrible, especially Peringgit, Malim and Tmn Merdeka. The authorities were no where to be seen to direct those who need another route to get to where they want to go. Thank god that our Toyota Unser managed to get through, most of the other cars couldn't make it. There was a time where the Unser nearly stalled though, but thank god it didn't. Though my VW got its fair share of water, going through Tmn Melawis, to get to my FYP partner's house was a fair "swim". My baby got really dirty. Didn't have the chance to wash it till this morning. It is clean now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8351259035861754556?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8351259035861754556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8351259035861754556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8351259035861754556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8351259035861754556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/12/flash-flood.html' title='Flash Flood....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-2244665318414292892</id><published>2006-12-06T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T09:49:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1954 Chevy....</title><content type='html'>I dont understand half the things this fella is sayin' but take a look:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src='http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf' flashvars='id=1311565&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3Dc860df3ccf66c83fb61bb2ffd934330b.1311565%26cache%3D1%26fr%3Dcur_fp&amp;imUrl=http%253A%252F%252Fvideo.yahoo.com%252Fvideo%252Fplay%253F%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526vid%253Dc860df3ccf66c83fb61bb2ffd934330b.1311565%2526cache%253D1&amp;imTitle=Gambino%2BKustoms%253A%2B%2526%252339%253B54%2BChevy&amp;searchUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/search?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?src=&amp;creatorValue=Y3VycmVudHR2&amp;vid=c860df3ccf66c83fb61bb2ffd934330b.1311565' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='425' height='350'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2244665318414292892?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2244665318414292892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2244665318414292892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2244665318414292892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2244665318414292892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/12/1954-chevy.html' title='1954 Chevy....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-3662012488647451387</id><published>2006-12-04T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:05:38.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu+Cough+Fever=100Plus+Panadol ActiFast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/panadolandactifast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/panadolandactifast.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having the full blast of a flu, with a bonus fever and all. So i decided to try and break into a sweat by sleeping without the the fan on covered in blankets, to break the fever, but it didnt really work. So my Aunty Jena last time, told me that to cure a fever is very simple: Take one Panadol Actifast and drink it down with a 500ML 100PLus(cold) and whaadddayyyaaa know? within 10mins i was breaking into a massive sweat and the fever was GONE!!Last time i kept on telling Joey(yay she coming back this weekend!!) and the rest to try , but NOO, nobody wants to listen. I was up and about within minutes. Kaze was over also and he was like "hrmmm must remember this next time I have a fever"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-3662012488647451387?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/3662012488647451387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=3662012488647451387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3662012488647451387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3662012488647451387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/12/flucoughfever100pluspanadol-actifast.html' title='Flu+Cough+Fever=100Plus+Panadol ActiFast'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_panadolandactifast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-566719153196835233</id><published>2006-12-04T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T06:55:12.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Déja Vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/dejavu_apple_page_003_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/dejavu_apple_page_003_15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty skeptical about this movie but after reading reviews from yahoo movies, and saw the trailer, oh mannnnn this movie is a "must watch movie"!! freaking awesome...i fell asleep at Casino Royale for an hour cos it was just that darn boring, so i was trying my level best to stay awake during Deja Vu and boy it was worth it!! so whatcha waiting for peeeeple? go and watch it..the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/touchstone/dejavu/hd/"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt; already was good enough to convince me to go and watch it lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-566719153196835233?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/566719153196835233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=566719153196835233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/566719153196835233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/566719153196835233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/12/dja-vu.html' title='Déja Vu'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_dejavu_apple_page_003_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-5250272694306320108</id><published>2006-12-01T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:35:19.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Darling....*grins*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00117.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/DSC00115.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-5250272694306320108?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/5250272694306320108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=5250272694306320108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5250272694306320108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/5250272694306320108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-darlinggrins.html' title='My Darling....*grins*'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/VW%20Beetle%20Photos/th_DSC00129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-4332303139948295097</id><published>2006-11-30T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T16:16:24.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently Addicted to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/ClubbersGuide2006Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/ClubbersGuide2006Front.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry of Sound Clubbers Guide 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aaron Smith Featuring Luvli - Dancin'&lt;br /&gt;- Axwell Featuring Steve Edwards - Watch The Sunrise (Vocal Dub)&lt;br /&gt;- Naughty Boy - Phat Beach (Uniting Nations Remix)&lt;br /&gt;- Royksopp - What Else Is There! (Thin White Duke Mix)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4332303139948295097?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4332303139948295097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4332303139948295097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4332303139948295097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4332303139948295097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/11/currently-addicted-to.html' title='Currently Addicted to...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-2819323777969996996</id><published>2006-11-30T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T15:29:19.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='did you know?'/><title type='text'>DiD YoU KnOw?</title><content type='html'>After 15 days of not blogging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV were Fred and Wilma Flintstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Every day more money is printed by Parker Brothers than printed by the U.S. Treasury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better than men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Coca-Cola was originally green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It is impossible to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The state with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (Now get this… ) The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of 11: $6,400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The average number of people airborne over the U.S. any given hour: 61,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair than the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The youngest pope was 11 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The first novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Those San Francisco Cable Cars are the only mobile National Monuments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history: Spades = King David, Hearts = Charlemagne, Clubs = Alexander, the Great, Diamonds = Julius Caesar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. 111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4th; John Hancock and Charles Thomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. "I am." is the shortest complete sentence in the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Hershey's Kisses are called that, because the machine that makes them looks like it's kissing the conveyor belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What occurs more often in December than any other month? Conception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what? Their birthplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat name requested? Obsession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you find the name of a number that contains the letter A? One thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common? All were invented by women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is the only food that doesn't spoil? Honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. There are more collect calls on this day than any other day of the year? Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What trivia fact about Mel Blanc (voice of Bugs Bunny) is the most ironic? He was allergic to carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is an activity performed by 40% of all people at a party? Snoop in your medicine cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY At least 75% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2819323777969996996?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2819323777969996996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2819323777969996996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2819323777969996996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2819323777969996996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/11/did-you-know.html' title='DiD YoU KnOw?'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-1434616702876573382</id><published>2006-11-15T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:08:30.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life stands still....</title><content type='html'>...without Internet, call me sad if you like, I don't give a rats ass. It has been 13 days our Internet Connection hasnt been working....and counting. Our phone line got disconnected, hence no Internet Connection. Need to transfer StreamyX to our new line....sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but without Internet connection, apparently to Shakir and Bob and Desmond, I have turned into a traitor by packing up my laptop and shipping off to OJ's place to use his internet connection. Nothing is stopping them from packing up their desktop computers and hauling it 7 houses down the road to use his connection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we finally see the use of all those burnt out TV Series that people use to burn. When the Internet Connection is not working, watch those Tv Series. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 3.27am, I have a dentists appointment at 8.30am and I am still not asleep. Watching the french movie "Amelie". Its about a pretty lady who lives the simplest of lives but enjoys the simplest things that life gives us. Really makes us appreciate what we usually take for granted. A "feel good" movie, you can't help but smile while watching it. It is 3.30am...still no Internet Connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: I am typing this at home, after this, later on today I am going to OJ's house, log into Blogspot and post this as my blog entry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-1434616702876573382?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/1434616702876573382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=1434616702876573382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1434616702876573382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1434616702876573382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-stands-still.html' title='Life stands still....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-4678481720767239941</id><published>2006-10-30T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:56:51.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Aya!!</title><content type='html'>Dearest Aya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday and the other day I was browsing through my laptop and found this video. It was the time we were just hanging out before SPARCFEST, in Sri Emas and you were telling me how u hate the earrings a certain someone bought for you HEHEHE, wanna know who? you'll find out once u watch the video! happy birthday!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jXRhUHNTOUc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jXRhUHNTOUc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-4678481720767239941?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/4678481720767239941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=4678481720767239941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4678481720767239941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/4678481720767239941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-aya.html' title='Happy Birthday Aya!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-1612797497750261814</id><published>2006-10-26T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T22:44:38.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most FUnniest Dance Clip of all TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zfWhZ8_-JM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zfWhZ8_-JM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-1612797497750261814?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/1612797497750261814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=1612797497750261814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1612797497750261814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/1612797497750261814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-funniest-dance-clip-of-all-time.html' title='Most FUnniest Dance Clip of all TIME'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8824508886813435474</id><published>2006-10-22T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T11:22:37.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/ShowLetter2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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                                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Known Things About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cant sleep in a quiet room, must have TV series running in the background, not music, need to listen to the conversations, comedies work best&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cant stand posers, wannabes, people who develop an American accent when they are actually from PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can get angry prettty fast, depending on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At times I think sleeping is a waste of time, always feel that I should be doing something else, eventhough I have nothing better to do.......there's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When people talk, i listen.....sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really hate having exams, absolutely detest having supplementary papers...malu seh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Lesser Known Things About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;At times I get selfish and tend to think that the world revolves around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fight with my parents A LOT, most of the time i started it....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get protective of my friends even if my parents critise them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cant really hold a grudge over someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epilepsy"&gt;epileptic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am taking medicine everyday and one of the side effects is weight gain.....damn......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play the classical guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I was living in NZ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish that one day i would wake up and finish MMU&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish that money isnt an object to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I wont fight with my parents a lot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I was SLIGHTLY taller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish Pimp My Ride would come to Msia and PIMP my VAN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish my brother was normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Things You Like About Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always look on the brighter side of things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom's cooking always makes me happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandma's too...must mention or not she marah....cousins report what i write in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can make my brother laugh. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can pick up languages easily, if I put my mind to it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get along with most people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like my shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Things You Dont Like About Yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should play less computer games...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should practise my guitar better...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should practise my French...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should go swimming more often...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink less cold drinks...( or later when I am old my body will ache, according to our maid)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More muscular&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicer set of teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Things On Your Mind Right Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom's Pineapple Tarts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom's FIsh and CHips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting new pants for raya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting new phone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending time in KL with my friends...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downloading next episode of Bleach and Naruto&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What to eat for sahur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7 Things You Hope To Accomplish Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;FYP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change my DVD-RW Drive on my lappy, its not working prperly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHange battery in my TISSOT watch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get more allowance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do up VAN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-3003536806755473816?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/3003536806755473816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=3003536806755473816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3003536806755473816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/3003536806755473816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-you-got-nothing-much-to-blog-about.html' title='When you got nothing much to blog about........'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-2189254532125930913</id><published>2006-10-18T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:23:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this so funny....</title><content type='html'>Was watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Two_and_a_Half_Men"&gt;Two and A Half Men&lt;/a&gt; I just downloaded today, and what I found funny was that Rose (one of the characters) is stalking Charlie (main character).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie: How do you keep getting into my house? I changed the locks 3 times already!!&lt;br /&gt;Rose: Yes, but you didnt change the locksmith. I can recommend somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2189254532125930913?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2189254532125930913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2189254532125930913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2189254532125930913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2189254532125930913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-found-this-so-funny.html' title='I found this so funny....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-2709882881461780098</id><published>2006-10-18T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:49:13.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the fasting month......</title><content type='html'>its the fasting month, sorta hungry, Ramadhan brings a lotta temptations and what is my dear mummy doing? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAKING PINEAPPLE TARTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;arrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; the smell is driving me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;NUTS&lt;/span&gt; and its only 3pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to smell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-2709882881461780098?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/2709882881461780098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=2709882881461780098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2709882881461780098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/2709882881461780098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-fasting-month.html' title='its the fasting month......'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-8572201030989483022</id><published>2006-10-17T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:33:41.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling soooo lethargic...</title><content type='html'>I am feeling like such a pemalas aka bum(&lt;i&gt;person who does no work; "a lazy bum"....&lt;/i&gt;yeah..sounds about right.). I have absolutely nothing to do, except for play games, break fast, follow dad to prayers..(aha you bet i follow) , download endless Tv series, just finished watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weeds"&gt;Weeds&lt;/a&gt; and its just gets better everytime :p strongly suggesting to download and see it for yourself... oh yeah and DOTA, somehow it doesnt bore me.  Currently waiting for Bleach and Naruto to be available for downloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my brother to the 15mins haircut for RM15, and i have to be honest, it does look impressive, the shop and all, my first time going to one. I saw one at Sg Wang but never paid much attention to it, but the one in Tesco Melaka seems nice, might try it :) Still on the lookout for a phone, I am being so fickle minded on which one I want to buy....SE or NOkia(purposely capslocked the NO) lol some people say buy SE some people say buy NOkia, so we shall see which phone my savings can accomondate.  I feel the connection has been great since the 2 days no internet connectivity scenario....oh yeah 7 more days till Hari Raya!!! Havent modified my Baju Melayu yet, cos after a few washes, it went outta shape, need to get it modified again....dont wanna wear baggy baju melayu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-8572201030989483022?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/8572201030989483022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=8572201030989483022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8572201030989483022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/8572201030989483022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/feeling-soooo-lethargic.html' title='feeling soooo lethargic...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-116057387805586250</id><published>2006-10-11T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:26.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finalement....</title><content type='html'>finally.....its the same feeling after every single semester, my last paper is tomorrow...and then its RAYA MODEE!!! woooooooooohooooooooooooooo, my inner child will be seen running around during hari raya, playing with fireworks, disturbing other cousins, eating grandma's oh so awesome food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invitation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All yang in Melaka during Hari Raya, Please come over okay.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*must remind mama to make her cheese cake for raya....kehkehkeh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-116057387805586250?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/116057387805586250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=116057387805586250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/116057387805586250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/116057387805586250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/finalement.html' title='finalement....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-116024164371479800</id><published>2006-10-08T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burger Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/burger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm yummmyy burger, egg, mayo, tomato sause, lettuce, cheese, beef/chic patty, toasted buns.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately even before the fasting month started, been having this burger craving, everyday is a burger day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts like this "Eh I want Burger..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the choice of either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grilled Burger - Less Oily, tastes GUUUUDDD, BUT no Egg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OBR Burger aka B****a Burger (you want to know what the * stands for IM me :p) - Normal oily-ness, tastes guuuudd, has egg - cooked with special worchester sauce with pepper...oooohhhh....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;But it finishes sooo fast..the other type of burger that we used to eat is RnB Burger at University Apartments....mmmmm but no more deee....it was a "branch" from the Jiki dude, who over plates the burger with baked beans lar, artwork with tomato/chilli sauce and cucumber...I just want a PLAIN BURGER. So one day, i ordered a PLAIN burger from the guy, "Burger Daging BIASA satu" (emphasised on the BIASA....hoping taht it would come in a normal sandwich form.....) but NO...he HAD to lar make it look as if it came out from the Ritz of London, Oxford, with the decorations and all...so off putting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now comes around to Chilli's Burgers...oh my god..no words can describe how deliciousoyummyiouso their burgers are.....haih...come to Melaka Chilli's ... come to Melaka...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-116024164371479800?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/116024164371479800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=116024164371479800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/116024164371479800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/116024164371479800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/burger-addiction.html' title='Burger Addiction'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-116013078411398205</id><published>2006-10-06T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:35:32.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aya sez must do one.....</title><content type='html'>Aya sez must do...*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;copy pastes from Aya...but obviously modified&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am slightly shorter than shakir, but taller than bob...hi bob!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wear simple clothes, nothing with dangly dangly stuff along the sides&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am STILL wearing retainers for my teeth...(stupid teeth) but at nights only&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family/Home Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cursed at my parents, my parents cursed back, i retaliated with another curse, they too and you get the idea... :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad pushed my off the bed when I was 9, and I broke one of my front tooth, (one of my front tooth is a fake...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents are loving and caring....sometimes too much...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom started to wear a "Tudung" when i was in Standard 6, she has long flowing hair like 70s model, last time used to forget to wear when going out, first stages :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I THINK i want to have kids someday, but after hearing what a little rascal I was when I was small, starting to give me second thoughts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School/Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm in university.....doesnt feel like it though&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've fallen asleep in school....and uni...at a wedding....funeral.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I seldom do my homework, hence i copy :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like art.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't draw for peanuts...kaler, mebbe la...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been on the Honor Roll, err at times I wonder why did i get it...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't see myself getting lucky into getting another one..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Within the last 2 years I failed more than 1 class. (mid terms laa..and finals also got*sad*)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've skipped class...on countless occassions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've went to 2 schools through out my secondary years...one sesat in NZ and one in KTJ, some unknown town called MANTIN...lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's left of my secondary school, pictures, memorabilia, school tie, school blazer(which i cant fit into anymore...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've lost contact with ALL my secondary school friends...sad huh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Embarrassment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate horror movies, fell asleep while watching The Boogey Man at Times Square GSC, bloody hell what a waste of RM10.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont think i've snorted while laughing...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've laughed so hard I've cried and had a massive stomach ache straight after cos of the laughin.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've glued my hand to my friends hand in Art class in Standard 2, cos my friend says it wont stick, so we glued, and it stuck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I go to shakir's room, early in the morning, just when I woke up and say "I've got something to tell u...*turns around and lets out a huge ripper of a FART*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've sang like nobody's business although I'm tone-deaf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My saliva drools without myself knowing it sometimes....after having a goodnight's sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had my pants rip in public. I was 5. It was a CHICKEN SUIT. During Kindergarten Concert.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Can't eat alone cos afraid people think I am a loner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home for the weekend with a love bite on my neck, (1)mom said: "Don't think I dont know whats on your neck, I was a teenager too you know" (2)dad said: "Tell lar who is it that gave it to you??"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad announced at family BBQ in front of all me relatives that he is going to get me married by 24. WTHHH???&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been on a plane.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been on a PENCIL PLANE. Worse experience ever, its like a TOY PLANE. Slight wind and it drops altitude as if u are falling off a 4 story building.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been to New Zealand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been to Australia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been to France.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been to India.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've celebrated New Year's Eve in New Zealand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've seen protest of New Zealand's "GREEN" party when Marijuana wasnt legalised...man those pot-heads were funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've went overseas with my favoritest person. - errr not yet.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Experiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gotten lost in New Zealand, India(THE WORST EVER) and the UK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've seen a shooting star.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've wished on a shooting star.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've never seen a meteor shower...i hope i dont...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gone in public in my pajamas...(INFASHA in my sarong pants)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator...only to find out it resets once it reaches GROUND FLOOR.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've done kite-sailing before. (you're attached to this parachute. then they pull you around like a kite)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've kicked a guy where it hurts. Accidentally, On Purpose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've played spin the bottle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I take dares.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've scratched my uncle's Mercedes...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been in a play..."Charlie and the Glass Elevator".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've met someone in person from the internet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I WANT TO SEE the Northern Lights.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've eaten sushi. and I hate it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my money and phone stolen, while i was sleeping *still cursing the theif*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got stopped by the police in my VW Combi Van, because it looks good. *sweats*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoided an accident while driving, motorcyclists are my worse enemy while on the road.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My flight back home for Raya, from NZ was delayed at Auckland Int. Airport for 13 hours, dad compensated me by wiring extra money in my account HEHEHE. Wandered around airport with McD choc sundae in one hand, fries in the other. I was 14yo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove on NZ country roads when my dad was tired, took over from him. HEH speed limit was 160KM/PH lol....and i had no license at that time, was 16 :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've failed at the boarding house Fire Drill exercise. Woken up by this annoyingly loud noise at 4am, only to find that my roomate is missing, along with his blankets.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm in a relationship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss someone right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a fear of commitment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've told someone I didn't love them when I did...big mistake...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost my first love...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didnt handle breaking up well...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've lost friends due to distance, misunderstandings and pure hatred.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're still lost....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had a crush on someone of the same sex. (umm. well. technically. yes.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been kissed in the rain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had my first kiss in a car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I prefer hugs and pecks on the forehead...if there are more, its just a bonus :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think MY boyfriend IS sexy LOL....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always willing to experiment :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honesty/Crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm EXCELLENT at lying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've snuck out of my house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have lied to my parents about where I am....still do it :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am keeping a secret from the world....who doesnt :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've cheated while playing a game...many many many times....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've cheated on a test....yeaa.....what to do...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've run a red light...in my van its sorta hard to...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I blamed things i did on the Maid...tried to but our maid lawan balik LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drugs/Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've consumed alcohol...and i think it tastes disgusting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont want to get tipsy some day....or any day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't swallow pills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shut others out when I'm depressed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think i'm not anorexic or bulimic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've slept an entire day when I didn't need it..my record is 15hours, bob's is still the reigning champion of 17hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've woken up crying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel like I need a therapist at times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've cried myself to sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death and Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm afraid of dying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate funerals...but the food is good though....briyanni and all...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've seen someone dying...my uncle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone close to me has died.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't written a eulogy for myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont like people who want/already committed suicide, its not you who decides whether you live or not, shows that you dont think of the loved ones around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Materialism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own a VW Combi 1973....only one in campus :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I owned about 1 Avril Lavinge CD, 1 Eric Clapton and 1 Gypsy Kings collection on CD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont own an iPod or MP3 player.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own a Tissot Moonphase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I owned an 02 Xphone 2, which I miss a lot!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love anime/manga....Naruto and Bleach only.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own a blue jeans bag which my mommy made for me :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own something from Tissot Watches.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I havent bought anything online.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to collect Pokemon Cards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own something from Gucci.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own something from Cartier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own something from Chanel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own something from FOS...my favorite Paul Frank Upside Down Monkey.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Political/Social Attitudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm outgoing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm liberal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think Tun Mahathir was the best thing that has ever happened to Malaysia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I secretly hate Singapore....almost everyone does.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am for Mahathir.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm hardly religious....sad to say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dress fairly modestly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I try not to let people around me litter everywhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've filled ketchup into an empty chili bottle at KFC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I open up to others easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like watching the news, prefer reading the paper, skip all the boring bits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I squish ants....why are they all over my laptop??? no excuse *squish*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate hearing songs that has emo lyrics but noisy music....lol i never thought of that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I curse almost-regularly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a night person or better known as nocturnal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use to pay for my cell phone ring tone. Now its FREE or do-it-yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a snob about grammar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play Hockey, Table Tennis, Normal Tennis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd twirl my hair. If it was long enough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like being messy. But not too messy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate Junk Mail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I cook well. When I want to. When needed. Maggi+Tom Yam Flavor+Eggs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think the beautiful-est colors in the world are the ones from the Rainbow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am in love with love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel stupid when people are tYpInG LikE tHiS...doesnt make a difference.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I eat fast food at least once a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont get pissed when people tease me, I retaliate by turning them into the butt of the joke, if I bother that is lar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I believe in ghosts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am online 24/7, even as an away/busy message. Just to let all the people I dont want to chat with know that I am actually here, but dont want to chat with you. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't sleep if there is a cockroach in the room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get pretty kecik-hati at times and will make SURE people know it too :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I  am extremely ticklish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love ice cream...any flavor EXCEPT DURIAN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sometimes feel I have leadership qualities, but really i just tag along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play video games...a bit too much at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm terrible at remembering faces...but excellent at describing someone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'mcan remember names, IF i want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm even worst at remembering dates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm good at remembering people's hairstyles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm good at remembering people's dressing if they wore bright colors...most of the time they look stupid thats why i remember :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hopefully wanna help run my own business one day, maybe something in the hotel line. heh heh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I whine a LOTTTTT...test me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-116013078411398205?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/116013078411398205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=116013078411398205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/116013078411398205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/116013078411398205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/10/aya-sez-must-do-one.html' title='Aya sez must do one.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115918868921139792</id><published>2006-09-25T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the horror.....</title><content type='html'>The fact that a stranger invaded your personal space without your knowledge is already quite daunting. What happened was I was sleeping, as usual :) around about 6pm when I woke up looking for my phone, i realised that I cant find it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up shakir, used his phone to call my phone,  it rang twice then engaged.....hrmmmmm...something not right here. Tried again. Engaged. Shakir said check ur wallet for money missing, well what do you know, RM400 MISSING. Oh shit. SPARC's money missing, that was supposed to go to the winners of the dance category of the concert. oh mannnnn.  My phone was an O2 Xphone 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a police report. Assigned an Inspector to come to our house. Just as luck had it, earlier shakir sms'd my phone: "Give back phone, will give u money". Suprisingly enough, the guy CALLED and said his younger brother bought it from school for RM350.  YEAH talk abt BULLSHIT. He says he will give back my phone, if I pay him back his RM350. You gotta be kidding me rite?? Pay YOU to get MY PHONE BACK? Police said meet up with him, then they will suprise the guy and interrogate him. The guy didnt turn up. My darling phone is gone forever.........oh yeah SPARC's money too, which I have to pay back. :~(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115918868921139792?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115918868921139792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115918868921139792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115918868921139792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115918868921139792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-horror.html' title='oh the horror.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115874730588428764</id><published>2006-09-20T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeppp...ZZzzzZZZzzzzzZZZZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/button.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been doing a whole lotta sleepin lately, ever since bar list came out :p muhahah so here are some interesting facts about the all time favorite hobby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The average person eats eight spiders in their sleep in their whole entire lifetime! - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sure or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Every year, you eat approximately 4 bugs in your sleep. - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope not cockroaches!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person falls asleep in seven minutes. - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;hrmmmm this can get interesting.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Alaska, it is legal to shoot bears. Waking a sleeping bear for the purpose of taking a photo is a crime? - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;a duuuuuuuhhh! If you wake a sleeping bear, I dont think you'll be taking any pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Albatrosses can sleep while they are flighing? - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apparently humans can't sleep while driving, supposedly we may end up in a ditch or longkang or something....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grizzly bear give birth while in their winter sleep? - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;oh DAMMMNNN! Imagine waking up to: "Mommy, I need to go peee..." "What the....where did....who...?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dolphins sleep with one eye open? -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; grandma used to do this i guess, prevented me from stealing her cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lions sleeps about 19 - 20 hours a Day? - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me must be a lion!! muahaha no la kidding, the most I have slept is about 17hours ... i think.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seals sleep only about one and a half minutes each time? -&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; tht's not even sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ants don't sleep at all? - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;they are freaking EVERYWHERE, not a suprise they dont sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A snail can sleep for three years? - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;defler moves so slow no wonder la sleeps so long...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A person will die from total lack of sleep sooner than from starvation. Death will occur about 10 days without sleep, while starvation takes a few weeks.  - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crap....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's a National Sleep Foundation also can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleepfoundation.org"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; . Worth the read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115874730588428764?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115874730588428764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115874730588428764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115874730588428764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115874730588428764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/09/sleepppzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='sleeppp...ZZzzzZZZzzzzzZZZZZZ'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115800208885658144</id><published>2006-09-12T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a days work...on a Saturday</title><content type='html'>All in a days work...on a Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.30am&lt;/span&gt; :Left for KL at . Took the bus from Bkt Beruang to Melaka Sentral it took OJ and I, 1 hour!! b'cos instead of taking the direct route to Melaka sentral, the stupid bus had to go la to MITC lar, make one more turn round stupid MITC, came back to Bkt beruang then FINALLY went en route to Melaka Sentral, another hour gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Finally on the bus to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;:Nearing KL, after the seremban toll, we started crawling on the highway. Accident on the OTHER SIDE OF THE HIGHWAY, going SOUTH, KL to Melaka. REASON: Accident: 13car pile up, 1 bus, one Petronas Oil Tanker. Why OUR SIDE was affected?B'cos it went like this:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On lookers: "EH look laa, accident, eh look look..ouiii the bus lar ...bla bla bla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messaging Kaze. He cant believe we are not in KL yet.&lt;br /&gt;Oj was complaining cos he didnt get to sit near by the window seat, so as it was STILL crawling, swapped seats. OJ wouldnt let me go to sleep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJ: "Eh dont sleep lar, i got no one to talk to if you are sleeping"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Shut up laaa, i wanna sleep naa"&lt;br /&gt;Oj: "eh dont la....potatoes bla bla chapati naan walla bla *asleep alrady*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Time Square at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;. Bloody Hell. Waited at STARBUCKS, having this wierd new frappucino pumpkin something or rather, for another 30mins for the dude tht was selling OJ his new handphone. Cool new phone, now back to Melaka.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30pm&lt;/span&gt; : On the bus to Melaka. Then the bestest bus ride is about to begin. Somewhere along NILAI, the horror journey began to unfold. The bus came to a stand still. Then it rained. Guess what? its the SAME FREAKING traffic jam caused by the accident happened earlier on during the day!! PLUS efficiency at its best: 4 hours after the accident cars still on the highway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.30pm&lt;/span&gt;: OJ complained that he cant sleep. I continued sleeping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.30pm&lt;/span&gt;: OJ asleep. Its still raining. I am awake. Still on the highway. DOnt know what to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.30pm&lt;/span&gt;: Reached Melaka Sentral. No town bus available to Bear Hill. Took a taxi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome saturday, mostly spent sleeping in the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115800208885658144?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115800208885658144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115800208885658144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115800208885658144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115800208885658144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-in-days-workon-saturday.html' title='All in a days work...on a Saturday'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115744964118157853</id><published>2006-09-05T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Anti Smoking Concert is over....</title><content type='html'>*Lets out a huge sigh of relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the event went pretty smooth except for the minor glitch at the end of the show..(Thank GOD it was at the END...) Too Phat was just awesome and really made the crowd come alive!! All participants were very entertaining!! it all went as planned...*big grin* To all that was NEGATIVE towards this event, you can blow it out your @$$ because we made into THE STAR:METRO Section with a Full Colour Centerfold. Online version can also be found &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/9/5/southneast/15325747&amp;amp;sec=southneast"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to have a small celebration.....sooon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115744964118157853?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115744964118157853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115744964118157853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115744964118157853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115744964118157853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-anti-smoking-concert-is-over.html' title='Finally Anti Smoking Concert is over....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115621412288712576</id><published>2006-08-22T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now who is the stupid one....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ABUBUR%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt; A young boy enters a barbershop and the barber whispers to&lt;br /&gt;his customer, "This is the dumbest kid in the world. Watch&lt;br /&gt;while I prove it to you." &lt;br /&gt;The barber puts a dollar bill in one hand and two quarters&lt;br /&gt; in the other, then calls the boy over and asks, "Which do&lt;br /&gt;you want, son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy takes the quarters and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did I tell you?" said the barber. "That kid never&lt;br /&gt;learns!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when the customer leaves, he sees the same young boy&lt;br /&gt;coming out of the ice cream store. "Hey, son! May I ask you&lt;br /&gt;a question? Why did you take the quarters instead of the&lt;br /&gt;dollar bill?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy licked his cone and replied, "Because the day I take&lt;br /&gt;the dollar, the game's over!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115621412288712576?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115621412288712576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115621412288712576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115621412288712576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115621412288712576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-who-is-stupid-one.html' title='Now who is the stupid one....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115426105655219550</id><published>2006-07-30T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Bazaar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/DSC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 202px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/DSC00004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last SPARCFEST food bazaar, i helped out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waffles&lt;/span&gt;...but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN...oh hell no...&lt;/span&gt; and this time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delifrance&lt;/span&gt; booth....waffles was more tiring. Delifrance week went like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/DSC00040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 206px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/DSC00040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9.15am&lt;/span&gt;: Go to Jusco, pick up fresh pastries. While waiting, got a free cup of coffee...heh heh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10.00am&lt;/span&gt;: Finally all loaded in the mighty SPARC Volkswagen Van, which smelt like a bakery...mmmmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10.15am&lt;/span&gt;: Arrive at Mosque Square, a ton of SPARC committe came and helped unload all pastries...mmmmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5.00pm&lt;/span&gt;: Sold out all pastries or selling off pastries at a steal of a price...must sell all pastries off!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6.30pm&lt;/span&gt;: Go to Delifrance settle bill for daily supply of pastries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/DSC00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 283px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/DSC00001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do this again.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;i THINK&lt;/span&gt;...depends on certain circumstances i guess....juniors were a great help, esp with the mobile direct selling, door to door Delifrance direct selling lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115426105655219550?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115426105655219550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115426105655219550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115426105655219550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115426105655219550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/07/food-bazaar.html' title='Food Bazaar....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l220/sparcmlk/Food%20Bazaar/th_DSC00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115205351759616674</id><published>2006-07-05T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor Pee-ing......</title><content type='html'>Its 6.47am and I was browsing through www.youtube.com and I came across this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lk4-KbzpUj4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lk4-KbzpUj4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarassing much??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115205351759616674?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115205351759616674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115205351759616674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115205351759616674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115205351759616674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/07/outdoor-pee-ing.html' title='Outdoor Pee-ing......'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115205307523865668</id><published>2006-07-05T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Club Registration Week...</title><content type='html'>I don't think that I have ever been this tired since Miss MMU 2005, real hardwork, and thats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ONLY CLUB REGISTRAION WEEK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am starting to sound like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;broken tape recorder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, repeating the same promotion phrase to every tom, dick, harry, molly, lucy and lulu out there. Slowly developing a sore throat which enchances my broken tape recorder status, with pauses in between to clear my throat. I went to a meeting last night, I was 20mins late, everyone was there...suprise suprise..and I was so sleepy that I didnt realise that I had my shirt on inside out *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;zZzZzZz&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, and the weather wasnt helping either,Oj and I were the data entry speacialist, keying in the new members into the excel spreadsheet.  We didnt have our normal recruiting magnets so it was sorta slow, but picking up never the less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2 more days to go till the end of registration and the beginning of the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sparcmlk.blogspot.com"&gt;Recovering Through Music&lt;/a&gt; promotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115205307523865668?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115205307523865668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115205307523865668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115205307523865668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115205307523865668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/07/club-registration-week.html' title='Club Registration Week...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115182984372556003</id><published>2006-07-02T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Cups.....</title><content type='html'>A group of alumni, highly established in their&lt;br /&gt;careers, got together to visit their old university&lt;br /&gt;lecturer. Conversation soon turned into complaints&lt;br /&gt;about stress in work and life. Offering his guests&lt;br /&gt;coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and returned&lt;br /&gt;with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups:&lt;br /&gt;porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some&lt;br /&gt;expensive and exquisite, telling them to help&lt;br /&gt;themselves to hot coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the&lt;br /&gt;lecturer said: "If you noticed, all the nice-looking,&lt;br /&gt;expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain&lt;br /&gt;and cheap ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While it is but normal for you to want only the best&lt;br /&gt;for yourselves, that is the source of your problems&lt;br /&gt;and stress".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup,&lt;br /&gt;but you consciously went for the better cups and are&lt;br /&gt;eyeing each other's cups." "Now, if Life is coffee,&lt;br /&gt;then the jobs, money and position in society are the&lt;br /&gt;cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life,&lt;br /&gt;but the quality of Life doesn't change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy the coffee in it." So don't let the cups&lt;br /&gt;drive you...enjoy the coffee instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115182984372556003?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115182984372556003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115182984372556003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115182984372556003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115182984372556003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/07/coffee-cups.html' title='Coffee Cups.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115182278312151799</id><published>2006-07-02T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MAN!!!1 SOOO FUNNNYY!!! Worth the Loading TIME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OVbY-UIseC0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OVbY-UIseC0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...seriously one of the best pranks ever! and it had to be, none other than the Japanese :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115182278312151799?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115182278312151799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115182278312151799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115182278312151799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115182278312151799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-man1-sooo-funnnyy-worth-loading.html' title='OH MAN!!!1 SOOO FUNNNYY!!! Worth the Loading TIME!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115119375033282860</id><published>2006-06-25T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:25.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends...awww man. I miss this TV Series more than anything...My most favoritestest Tv Comedy of all time and I always watch it , even thought I've like seen every single episode for about 4,5,6,7,8...........25th time, IT'S STILL FUNNY! Always put it on when I need to sleep, my eyes will be closed, but I will still be giggling to it and then fall asleep.......favorite Character = Phoebe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115119375033282860?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115119375033282860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115119375033282860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115119375033282860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115119375033282860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends.html' title='Friends.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115119108136897264</id><published>2006-06-25T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filmore n Burn's VW Combi Van</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/comparison-filmorencombi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/comparison-filmorencombi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had some free time.........comparison with muh VW Combi n da one in da mooovveeyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115119108136897264?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115119108136897264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115119108136897264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115119108136897264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115119108136897264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/filmore-n-burns-vw-combi-van.html' title='Filmore n Burn&apos;s VW Combi Van'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_comparison-filmorencombi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115119078694818997</id><published>2006-06-25T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Phrase from the Movie 40 Year Old Virgin...</title><content type='html'>Pakistani old dude says to da Black dude: "When you're son is born, is he ALREADY on parol?"...awesomeness paki humour man!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115119078694818997?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115119078694818997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115119078694818997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115119078694818997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115119078694818997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/favorite-phrase-from-movie-40-year-old.html' title='Favorite Phrase from the Movie 40 Year Old Virgin...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115118963878503630</id><published>2006-06-25T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh yeah....</title><content type='html'>oh yeah, watched Cars, as &lt;a href="http://nfaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aya&lt;/a&gt; clearly mentioned in her blog entry.....predictable, sorta  funny..nearly falling asleep boring funny...well it was cute also la, Guido was funny n Luigi's obsession with Ferrari's and the hippy Volkswagen Combi Van , JUST LIKE MINE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115118963878503630?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115118963878503630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115118963878503630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115118963878503630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115118963878503630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/ooh-yeah.html' title='ooh yeah....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115118903683811959</id><published>2006-06-25T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Year Old Virgin....i know it was a year ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/40yovirgin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/40yovirgin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man....i can only say....oh man...MUST watch and its like freaking funny man, it is 6.22am on a SUNDAY, i cant sleep, well Ash is down for the weekend, OJ and I are watching it now while I am blogging about it. Oh man...must watch....i can only say...oh man....MUSTTT WWATTTCCCHHH..esp the characters are like sooo original lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please to alll people who share the same view of humour as I do, you know, the sick but still funny kind of humour....... you should really really really watch it!! Dont have it? Cant download it? Worry NO MORE, come and get it from ME!!! I can burn burn it fer ya! I just cant get enough of the Indian/Pakistani workers at the workplace, their accents are like wht I just can't get enough of...oh man oh man its hilariuos, i am ACTUALLY HAVING A STOMACH ACHE for gods sake cant stop laughing!!! ok thts enough........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115118903683811959?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115118903683811959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115118903683811959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115118903683811959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115118903683811959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/40-year-old-virgini-know-it-was-year.html' title='40 Year Old Virgin....i know it was a year ago....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_40yovirgin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-115031474249778576</id><published>2006-06-15T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Fever........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/soccer_mc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/soccer_mc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is viable....? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-115031474249778576?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/115031474249778576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=115031474249778576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115031474249778576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/115031474249778576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/football-fever.html' title='Football Fever........'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_soccer_mc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114940705300697577</id><published>2006-06-04T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Plane....</title><content type='html'>Been waiting to download this movie...sigh..always keep on forgetting~~! so so so, i went to the website and decided to imagine what if I had abt USD$2.5billion to spare and i want a customised Boeing 747-400. It will then look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/mycustomisedplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/mycustomisedplane.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness....i want it....as requested by lady b, you too can modify your Boeing 747 by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.soulplane.com/main.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and scrolling to the "Pimp Our Plane" moving link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114940705300697577?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114940705300697577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114940705300697577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114940705300697577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114940705300697577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/06/soul-plane.html' title='Soul Plane....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_mycustomisedplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114896308804980440</id><published>2006-05-30T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must see movies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;X-Men 3: The Last Stand&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;MI3&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Over the Hedge&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Da Vinci Code&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Omen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Fast n Furious: Tokyo Drift&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;All i have to say is Over the Hedge is soo freaking hilarious wouldnt mind watching it again...oh and also Xmen 3 and also MI3 :p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114896308804980440?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114896308804980440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114896308804980440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114896308804980440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114896308804980440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/must-see-movies.html' title='Must see movies....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114836719670051356</id><published>2006-05-23T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday n Final Exams,.....not exactly what i call a present...</title><content type='html'>WoW had a great birthday despite it being in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Finals week&lt;/span&gt; with mom n dad sending a choc cake to muh hse from Secret Recipe, wasnt really expecting it though hehe. 22 years old you say? I really dont feel it, my 10yo innner child is still up and about..heh heh. I have a paper tomorrow, it sucks having my birthday during final exams...sigh..had like the bestest wishes from all loved ones around me , in different countries heh it was guuuuudd. Btw the cake is nearly finishing though :p i did send my invitations to come n get some cake, to the ones within a 2km radius of muh house hehe. Just finished my Human Machines Architecture finals, and oh my god, the questions were exactly like the ones in the tutorial!! lol man i was lucky this time. The tutor apparently told that dont bother studying only the tutorials cos its gonna be totally different, but &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DIDNT KNOW THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lol so not listening in class makes a difference huh? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO DONT LISTEN IN CLASS ANYMORE lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114836719670051356?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114836719670051356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114836719670051356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114836719670051356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114836719670051356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/birthday-n-final-examsnot-exactly-what.html' title='Birthday n Final Exams,.....not exactly what i call a present...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114753753557322043</id><published>2006-05-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last sardar-jeee.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/bigfunnyguy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/bigfunnyguy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bigger the belly, the higher their ranking LOL..according to OJ..dislaimer lol....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114753753557322043?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114753753557322043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114753753557322043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114753753557322043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114753753557322043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-sardar-jeee.html' title='the last sardar-jeee.......'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_bigfunnyguy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114723408299412390</id><published>2006-05-10T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS of The BEstest Monday post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/bigassguy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/bigassguy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Butt dude at Iranian Councelor/Embassy place thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/16e26420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/16e26420.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing Kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/ojstaringatdunnowhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/ojstaringatdunnowhat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJ : "Oooo in pakistan we have white vans like that also...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/cf396e4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/cf396e4f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm yummmmyyy subway sandwich...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/0056cdee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/0056cdee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Garybaldy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114723408299412390?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114723408299412390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114723408299412390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114723408299412390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114723408299412390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/photos-of-bestest-monday-post.html' title='PHOTOS of The BEstest Monday post'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i246/burn1984_2006/Blog%20Photos/th_bigassguy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114723372750118227</id><published>2006-05-10T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestest Monday Ever....</title><content type='html'>I had the bestest Monday ever :p No class, no tutorials, assignments DONE, off to KL. hehe on the way we saw this cat sleeping n So we went to Cyberjaya to send Ash off for her interview and then the fun begins!!! LOL KIDDING ASH :D First had to go to the Iranian Councellor Embassy place thingy in Ampang. Cos Koosha had to settle some stuff. OJ and I were waiting outside, and it was getting boring. So we decided to go in and see what's taking Koosha so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we made thru the embassy then then then there was this door, that had a no-handphone sign glued on it so we went thru that door but it just lead us to the back garden or something, so we decided that it was not the correct door lol. After finding the correct door, instantly i saw COOKIES!! so sat down first, for like 5 mins then made my move towards da cookies, chocolate chip cookies. :p Then OJ and Koosha was talking abt spot the non-iranian, so it was me DUH, more brown and sporting the mamak nose :p . THEN BEHOLD THE GUY WITH THE AWKWARD JEANS. I tell you it made is ass looked HUGE and I just couldnt let this blog entry opportunity go so easily......i took a picture.......don't worry the guy didnt know i took a picture of him looking like a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then we went to Subways for lunch, oh no no forgot abt OJ confirming his air plane tickets but we sent him to the wrong building, where Qatar Airways office was. Anywayyyy, went to Subways AFTER that. I was sooo hungry and by the time it came to order my food, it was all excited, all those topppings and fillings and the bread and the sauce....mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....picture below of my deliciouso sandwich. Being the jakun I was, I asked for all the toppings and it looked absolutely delicious! but OJ and Koosha's sandwich was much more user-friendly, easier to handle and eat, cos theirs wasnt so fat~! Mine was overflowing and all with the topppings and sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Low Yat where OJ bought his haddisk n Koosha bought a bunch of CDs and I bought nuthin. COFFEE BEAN n TEA LEAF was awesome and FUNNY!!! As we were drinking our drinks and all (we were sitting by the glass window, seperating inside from the outside) then suddenly this guy sat right outside the glass window. the best part it this dude was balding and his hair was like shaved into this V shape lol...again another picuture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to Cyberjaya to pick up Ash and here comes another photo taking session there was this big guy lol sardarji dont know why it was funnny, apparently only to me but hey i took his picture too :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114723372750118227?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114723372750118227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114723372750118227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114723372750118227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114723372750118227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/bestest-monday-ever_10.html' title='Bestest Monday Ever....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114695595276653988</id><published>2006-05-07T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:01:24.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/1600/IMAGE_502.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/320/IMAGE_502.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, this is my cool and hip great grandma~~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/1600/SP_A0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/320/SP_A0361.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash n Burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/1600/IMAGE_505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/320/IMAGE_505.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn, Ash n OJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114695595276653988?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114695595276653988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114695595276653988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114695595276653988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114695595276653988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/killing-time.html' title='Killing time....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114695559406284618</id><published>2006-05-07T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Impossible.......</title><content type='html'>My weekend was really awesome considering that Ash, Shakir, OJ and &lt;br /&gt;Kooshball n Pejman (I think thats how u spell his name) n Ali Reza &lt;br /&gt;watched MI3. MAN IT WAS NOTHING SHORT OF AWESOME. The storyline was &lt;br /&gt;just great.Really kept me at the edge of my seat lol. and DARN THAT &lt;br /&gt;LARGE COKE, it was really going thru me which made me wanna PEE REALLY &lt;br /&gt;BADLY but NO!!!! MIND OVER       MATTER....MUST...WATCH...TILL...FINISH...CAN"T...AFFORD...TO...MISS...&lt;br /&gt;ANYTHING~!!!! After the movie was over, oh my god!! The state of the men's toilet was just HORRIFYING, people were lining up INSIDE THE &lt;br /&gt;BATHROOM to use the URINALS and CUBICLES...I just wasn't that brave &lt;br /&gt;nor keen to line up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we made our way down to our getaway car...my van.. (MI3) is &lt;br /&gt;really getting my all hyper, several obstacles came between needing to &lt;br /&gt;go to the bathroom urgently to relieve myself of the 2L coke that i &lt;br /&gt;chugged down and paying the parking ticket. This STUPID GUy, with his &lt;br /&gt;crapped up WIRA, windows rolled down, smoking nicely taking his own &lt;br /&gt;sweet time to pass us cos we needed to get out. My window was open and &lt;br /&gt;so was his, so I shouted "MOOOVEEEEE LARRRRRR~!!!!!!" My voice being &lt;br /&gt;irritatingly shrill and annoying as it is travelled outta the van and &lt;br /&gt;the idiot heard me and turned around. I just took this opportunity and &lt;br /&gt;just dashed outta the parking space, didnt give him enough time to &lt;br /&gt;think that it was actually me shouting to him to get the f*ck outta &lt;br /&gt;the way. AS there was this massive line at the parking cashier counter machine &lt;br /&gt;thingy, Shakir and I decided that we just needed to PEEE, so RAN OUTTA &lt;br /&gt;the basement and went to the bushes outside MP - Burger King area and &lt;br /&gt;then relieved ourselves....PEE OKAY(disclaimer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a FUN NIGHT it turned out to be lar, couldnt stop talking about &lt;br /&gt;the movie as we had our supper at a mamak shop called Tiga Rose lol &lt;br /&gt;somewhere near Bkt Cina. We ended up ordering quite a lotta food as &lt;br /&gt;the chicken curry turned out to be great!! heheh. &lt;br /&gt;oooh ooooh before the movie, we were waiting for the time to go into &lt;br /&gt;the cinema at the bowling alley opposite GSC. So many people, people &lt;br /&gt;bowling, people taking pictures, people taking pictures with bowling &lt;br /&gt;balls, lil kids running around (1am dee still notchet sleeping sial~!) &lt;br /&gt;Met Tracy and gang there with Ojen n Lil Person Yasmin and Alfian n &lt;br /&gt;Andrea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114695559406284618?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114695559406284618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114695559406284618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114695559406284618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114695559406284618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/mission-impossible.html' title='Mission Impossible.......'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114655590786092128</id><published>2006-05-02T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMU AWARDS 2006</title><content type='html'>What can I say, I thought this event was going to be a flop, but it was rather "amusing". I know I had fun or what fun that was able to have. More to come with pictures. *Aya gimme pictures lar~!~!* Aya was like a cat on hot bricks, from the bus ride to Cyberjaya till the event itself. Clicking away taking photos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114655590786092128?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114655590786092128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114655590786092128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114655590786092128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114655590786092128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/05/mmu-awards-2006.html' title='MMU AWARDS 2006'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114551160573989671</id><published>2006-04-20T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cat......</title><content type='html'>One night, as I was playing DOTA, as usual I was oblivious to the world and I pratically ignored anyone who would talk to me. Prem's sofa is always at an angle in his room so he was facing the door and then suddenly he shouted "EH GOT CAT LARR!!" As this was a stupid statement, I told him "Eh dont talk rubbish, we are on the second floor, no cat went pass me also "(my laptop was at the top of the stairs, if anything/anyone were to come up I would know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed Prem came out and said that a cat just walked passs and defler went to the kitchen. I still didnt believe him..hehe...but as it turns out that a cat did SLIP BY and was hiding under Shakir's laundy basket hehe. As Prem and I were discussing on how to get it out of the house, Joey caught wind of the situation and just jerked the laundry basket and the cat just ran outta the house....haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys were figuring out how to get rid of the cat, and all it took was a BLUR Ah-Moi called Joey to settle the quandry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114551160573989671?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114551160573989671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114551160573989671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114551160573989671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114551160573989671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/cat.html' title='The Cat......'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114456563269551132</id><published>2006-04-09T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so fickle minded...</title><content type='html'>damn..i cant really get settled with a blog skin. Suddenly i realised why is my template is to the side and people tend to miss where my entries ar..(so far only OJ) lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114456563269551132?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114456563269551132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114456563269551132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114456563269551132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114456563269551132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-fickle-minded.html' title='so fickle minded...'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114435964609972248</id><published>2006-04-07T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Say No to Cigarettes Campaign..</title><content type='html'>So far these are the mottos that we have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You don't have enough money to eat, but you have enough to kill yourself faster?&lt;br /&gt;2. By smoking you are selfishly killing your loved ones around you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Somehow, getting yellow teeth, bad breath and black lips does not spell cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anymore?? Please please enlighten me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114435964609972248?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114435964609972248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114435964609972248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114435964609972248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114435964609972248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-say-no-to-cigarettes-campaign.html' title='Our Say No to Cigarettes Campaign..'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114435936323494462</id><published>2006-04-07T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Facts on Smoking....</title><content type='html'>These are only the several "Benefits" you will gain from smoking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stained teeth, fingers, and hair;&lt;br /&gt;increased frequency of colds, particularly chest colds and bronchitis;&lt;br /&gt;asthma;&lt;br /&gt;neuralgia;&lt;br /&gt;gastrointestinal difficulties, constipation, diarrhea, and colitis;&lt;br /&gt;headaches;&lt;br /&gt;nausea;&lt;br /&gt;convulsions;&lt;br /&gt;leukoflakia (smoker's patch);&lt;br /&gt;insomnia;&lt;br /&gt;heart murmur;&lt;br /&gt;Buerger's disease (inflammation of blood vessel linings);&lt;br /&gt;shortness of breath;&lt;br /&gt;arthritis;&lt;br /&gt;smoker's hack;&lt;br /&gt;nervousness;&lt;br /&gt;wrinkles and premature aging;&lt;br /&gt;tension;&lt;br /&gt;gastric, duodenal, and peptic ulcers;&lt;br /&gt;lung cancer;&lt;br /&gt;cancer of the lip, tongue, pharynx, larynx, and bladder;&lt;br /&gt;emphysema;&lt;br /&gt;high blood pressure;&lt;br /&gt;heart disease;&lt;br /&gt;artherosclerosis &amp; arteriosclerosis (thickening and loss of&lt;br /&gt;. elasticity of the blood vessels with lessened blood flow);&lt;br /&gt;inflammation of the sinus passages;&lt;br /&gt;tobacco angina (nicotine angina pectoris);&lt;br /&gt;pneumonia;&lt;br /&gt;influenza;&lt;br /&gt;pulmonary tuberculosis;&lt;br /&gt;tobacco amblyopia;&lt;br /&gt;impared hearing;&lt;br /&gt;decreased sexual activity &lt;---------(YOU smokers ACTUALLY PAYING FOR THIS MAN~! Where is da logic in that???);&lt;br /&gt;and mental depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114435936323494462?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114435936323494462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114435936323494462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114435936323494462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114435936323494462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-facts-on-smoking.html' title='Some Facts on Smoking....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114435791787940795</id><published>2006-04-07T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOAAAA~~!!!</title><content type='html'>WHOOAAAAA~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparc's Non Smoking Campaign has JUST started 4 hours ago~!!with my TAG TEAM PARTNERS :  The Unbeatable Aya n Unbreakable Nisha~!!!!! Awesomeness, they made three or no, four smokers BOW DOWN BEFORE THEM!!! Woohoooo will keep updating later!! :D Anyone who would like to become a committee or have ideas regarding this event PLEASE DO COME FORWARD. Any help will be absolutely appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5am and I have class at 10am. hrmmm to sleep or not to sleep.....*ZZzzzZZZ*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114435791787940795?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114435791787940795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114435791787940795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114435791787940795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114435791787940795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/whooaaaa.html' title='WHOOAAAA~~!!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114430191338861664</id><published>2006-04-06T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup Torpedo</title><content type='html'>Papa called me just now because he was watching Anthony Bourdain on tv and the guy was eating Soup Torpedo. I assume you all know what soup torpedo contains and then he called me half screaming half laughing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: "Eh!!! you know or not what is in the soup torpedo i always like to eat????"&lt;br /&gt;Bakar: "Yeah lar of course I know thats why I dont eat it!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Papa: "You should have told me!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we go makan at places that serves soup torpedo, he will have it!! YUCKS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114430191338861664?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114430191338861664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114430191338861664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114430191338861664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114430191338861664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/soup-torpedo.html' title='Soup Torpedo'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114400294036733415</id><published>2006-04-03T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah .....</title><content type='html'>-Oh yeaa...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After like dunno how long dee, finally I saw CK and Victor at Summer Night City Prom. Victor looks slightly thinner than last time, CK looks the same to me, then came Sean, apparently has a new nickname, who give osso I don't know, oh yeah mine is Flaming Toad....(long story)...LYDIA CAME!! wooohooo. I tell you ar Lydia, you looked really pretty and we literally had to grab her off her seat and ask her to dance. Alex Oh apa lagi, Suzan nicely sitting there also defler kecop to go dancing. HEHEH I had to dither from VIP table to friends table to VIP table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring lar sitting at VIP table. Our VIP, Dr Eddy Chong was busy eating away, MAN THE GUY CAN EAT!! He had like second helpings of almost EVERYTHING, Mr Syukor on the other hand was busy talking to him about dunno whut. I had to keep Water City Resort VIPs settled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food on the other hand, for the normal guests, were not as promised. It was much much less than what we agreed on and some tables were practically starved of dessert.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Date! - Bavani was my date for the night. Bestest Alpha mate since Early Entrance program and best chat buddy online also! :D This girl can move man on the dancefloor!!! haha Everytime I would escape to their table, she'll be like telling me "Eh no one attending to the VIPs lar, better go back" haha. Just read some of Thye Shin's blog entries, whoa defler really knows how to complain sial!! lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocket Change, man this group was AWESOME. Exceeds expectations lar this group, though not really a Jazz Band but they can perform and their singer, awesomeness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still awaiting pictures from here and there....later will write summore, supposed to be finishing my Economics assignment but suddenly felt the itch to blog and the itch to blog was bigger :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114400294036733415?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114400294036733415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114400294036733415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114400294036733415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114400294036733415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah .....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114399224547468878</id><published>2006-04-02T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Photosss.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/1600/aya%20and%20burn%20smudgestick2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8119/450/320/aya%20and%20burn%20smudgestick2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment this is the ONLY prom photo that I LIKE :p LOL more to come later...others are in NIsha's digital camera! NISHAAA I WANNNTTT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114399224547468878?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114399224547468878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114399224547468878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114399224547468878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114399224547468878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/prom-photosss.html' title='Prom Photosss.....'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7374776.post-114391214595376562</id><published>2006-04-02T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:50:47.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>SPARC|FEst and Summer Night City Prom is OVER. A lot of work i tell you a LOT. We were from selling Waffles, Ice Cream, Hot Dogs and Yeos drinks at CLC concourse to decorating from 12am till 7am at Water City Resort the next day, dont really know how we managed to do it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rememberd the aches and pain mixing waffle batter then buttering the waffle cooker, so the batter wont stick but it will stick anyway and then need to spread the waffle with the flavors arrrrgghhh never again i tell you!!! esp the savoury waffles. oh my god it was good business but I honestly dont think I have the energy to go through another round of waffle making from 10am to 6pm with measely 30mins breaks in between. At one time i got soo tired of making waffles, just sat down and instructed juniors on waffle making :p BUT most of the time was teasing Aya on how her waffles dont come out as nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teasing went to far, Aya came at me with hands smudged with peanut butter, chocolate and butter and just strangled me. =_=" started lar...strangling each other, kicking and punching...everyone watching President and Vpresident fighting, in front of juniors, like small kids in the middle of CLC Concourse LOL!!! Now in the middle of looking for a nice blog skin to change to...sigh soo many to choose from....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7374776-114391214595376562?l=burn1984.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/feeds/114391214595376562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7374776&amp;postID=114391214595376562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114391214595376562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7374776/posts/default/114391214595376562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burn1984.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>burn1984</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13507151216403080787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/50/10/480105/10708589061809l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
