<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465</id><updated>2012-02-12T17:43:03.335+08:00</updated><category term='Meridian Memories'/><category term='The London Gang'/><category term='Uncategorised Ramblings'/><category term='That&apos;s why you have a camera'/><category term='MY BIRTHDAY'/><category term='Random-ousity'/><title type='text'>My Proletariat Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4957576958910222246</id><published>2009-01-25T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:35:44.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE MOVED!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nassypokopants.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://nassypokopants.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still a proletariat but I have removed the hyphens for your convenience. You're welcome! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4957576958910222246?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4957576958910222246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4957576958910222246' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4957576958910222246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4957576958910222246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-moved-httpnassypokopants.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2106477445336558468</id><published>2009-01-25T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:10:45.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zakiah here.</title><content type='html'>I decided to this space a justice by giving it an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh! I heard you, NasPants is so lazy! Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2106477445336558468?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2106477445336558468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2106477445336558468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2106477445336558468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2106477445336558468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2009/01/zakiah-here.html' title='Zakiah here.'/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8201543264726080734</id><published>2008-11-24T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:52:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is for all of you who requested for more kekentalan by Andersonians.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, if Syafiq die die don't want to eat his vege how ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khalis:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then you refer him to the discipline IC..but that's secondary..we can handle that after the chalet..if you know what i mean..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I THINK i know what you mean but both our mindsets are warped in their own ways so what you mean may not be what I think you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khalis:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i know how to settle that..i carry on whatever i mean, and then it's YOUR turn..so syafiq gets double..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hashir:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im not that impressed ah khalis. if there is ever any problems with my committee (meaning syafiq) then you should consult me first. nasirah you too. don't just try to force him to eat vege when he's busy carrying ice THROUGHOUT the weekend. I understand the need for a healthy diet but we have to strike a balance. sometimes he needs to live the life he wants after working hard with drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hashir, apa merepek ni awak berbual? Oklah, if Syafiq buat hal, i will refer him to you. but PLEASE dun make him carry ice throughout the weekend! Dia dah lah tak makan vege. I will send you to Khairyn for inappropriate behaviour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw Afiq, Your skipping rope what colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khalis:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; excuse me! skipping rope is under MY games category..if you wanna know what colour his skipping rope is, you must ask ME..same goes to any item related to games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for example, if syafiq wants to know what colours are available in fadhil's pick-up sticks set, he should ask me like this.."khalis, may i know what are the colours available in fadhil's pick-up sticks set please?"and not ask fadhil directly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway nasirah, what kinda food do you think amirul prefers?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afiq:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh its green.. =/ REEBOK! i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA! Thanks Afiq! I didn't really expected you to answer pasal the question tak masok akal.. hahah. Your skipping rope so branded! Mine just says 'Made in China'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalis, I'll get back to you on what food Amirul prefers. BE RIGHT BACK!&lt;br /&gt;So, what colours are availbale in Fadhil's pick-up sticks set Khalis? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amirul:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; huh, what's with my preference of food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hashir:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHHAAH. i just had to express my laughter ah. i no all of u laugh when u all read the last 5-6 posts but no one has expressed it in the beginning. we are one bunch of mindless jokers ah (excluding amirul coz he seems kinda serious about his food preference).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, why is my bro going to have the TIME OF HIS LIFE?! i dont want him to turn out like those MJ soccer hooligans. u no what i mean nasirah. u were supporting RJ in the final. hahah. and ur skipping rope only says made in china? nothing else? the quality can sustain through the weekend tak? boleh buat main tug-of-war tak awak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalis, i like the way things are working now. Everyone should refer their questions to the HODs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nuurun:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; skipping rope for tug-of-war?! I think even coconut husks can withstand better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nuurun:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Suddenly coconut husks sounds so stupid... They're hard right...I meant coconut fibres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the most merepek part!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fadhil:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I thought husks and fibre are the same thing? Hahaha.. Husk.. mcm Husky voice.. u know.. not hard but very the serak2 basah.. so quite soft.. but nothing to do with strength.. but fibre is more like the bio term, like as if i know.. like it runs through the coconut, probably it's singular for the plural husky.. so fibre sounds right.. husks also.. if u call it twisted husks.. or intertwined husks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA! You are all so kental! Esp Fadhil and his special report on husks... Everytime I think you are becoming less kental, you just have to do or say smtg that make my whole belief system come crashing down ah Fadhil... But nvm, now no more expectations, so you can be as kental as the day is long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fadhil:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nasirah.. Wah wah wah... Bukan main ehh skrg.. Now I know your inner thoughts.. All these while... I'm really kental issit? Hahaha.. I wasn't even trying to un-kental myself ah.. And you say I'm becoming less kental.. But since it's now crash and burn, i guess.. I'm always kental in everyone's eyes ah.. Especially you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8201543264726080734?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8201543264726080734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8201543264726080734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8201543264726080734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8201543264726080734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-for-all-of-you-who-requested.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3493251153642060161</id><published>2008-11-23T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:55:45.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SSl4Z0_NjcI/AAAAAAAABlo/Vvee_51ZUWc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081123_47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271877223929712066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SSl4Z0_NjcI/AAAAAAAABlo/Vvee_51ZUWc/s400/Snapshot_20081123_47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you do when your friend irritates you for the 50th time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3493251153642060161?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3493251153642060161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3493251153642060161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3493251153642060161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3493251153642060161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-do-when-your-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SSl4Z0_NjcI/AAAAAAAABlo/Vvee_51ZUWc/s72-c/Snapshot_20081123_47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7122525242594310478</id><published>2008-11-23T09:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T09:57:44.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271659664780454546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SSiyiN_-apI/AAAAAAAABlY/9uOLr9cnGBA/s400/Snapshot_20081123_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't you dare punch me Zakiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271660290009002386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SSizGnKE8ZI/AAAAAAAABlg/F8FCYk-lbQc/s400/Snapshot_20081123_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Only I can punch you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7122525242594310478?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7122525242594310478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7122525242594310478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7122525242594310478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7122525242594310478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-you-dare-punch-me-zakiah-only-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SSiyiN_-apI/AAAAAAAABlY/9uOLr9cnGBA/s72-c/Snapshot_20081123_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8727106804554738573</id><published>2008-11-22T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:11:16.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just thinking about being the in-charge of the food for the chalet and it's starting to creep me out! I have to feed 20 plus people for 3 days AND prepare food for the BBQ too. MAMPOS! And I know how people can get cranky and noisy when they are hungry. Especially boys! Kan kan?  And then everyone will blame me and I will once again, prove what a failure I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding?! Of course it will go well! I will MAKE SURE it all goes well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, Nazli's right. I do have bipolar disorder. But it's ok! It makes me unique... :D Eh but alot of people suffer from this too right? OH NO, I HAVE TO STOP BEING SUCH A SKEET-ZO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't blame me though. You try listening to 10 hours of online lectures featuring your British lecturer with a super nasal voice who is trying to explain the solar energy cascade. And then spend 4 hours listening to your Korean/China/HongKong/Japan (I really dunno where he's from!) lecturer talk about the Cold War.&lt;br /&gt;"The nose is the worst place"&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody was allowed in the nose"&lt;br /&gt;"Armies constantly invaded the nose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like what the hell does this guy has against the anatomy that helps us to breathe?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when he said "That's the difference between the South and the nose", do I finally realise he was referring to the word "NORTH" all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 14 hours of that, I did the only thing that made sense. Sleep. When I woke up, I saw random letters and numbers all over my face cos I fell asleep on my notes. HAHAH! I distinctly saw 'Stalin' on my forehead. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, ya Tuhanku...tolonglah hamba-Mu yang suffering so terribly ini...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8727106804554738573?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8727106804554738573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8727106804554738573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8727106804554738573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8727106804554738573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-just-thinking-about-being-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7507950010520926067</id><published>2008-11-19T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:09:53.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was feeling very very excited about the upcoming PBMA chalet but got EVEN MORE excited after reading the posts that were assigned to us by dear, merepek Khalis, the world's funniest fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OIC:&lt;/strong&gt; Fadhil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst OIC:&lt;/strong&gt; Nadhirah&lt;br /&gt;To overlook the whole event from the start till the end. And account for any missing members at any point in time. Everyone MUST inform these two if you're leaving the site for any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treasurer:&lt;/strong&gt; Lisda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst treasurer:&lt;/strong&gt; Aqilah&lt;br /&gt;To settle all matters involving money by liaising with the food IC, booking IC etc. Every single cent is to be accounted for. Chase them, cuff them, tie them down, lasso them, whip them, shoot them, or threaten to tell cikgu asnah if they don't pay up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cleaniness:&lt;/strong&gt; Mardhiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst cleaniness:&lt;/strong&gt; Nora&lt;br /&gt;To ensure everyone clears up their OWN mess. If no one admits to making a particular mess, ask the nearest person to clean it up. If everyone is equidistant from the mess, both of you will have to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Public relations:&lt;/strong&gt; Nizar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst public relations:&lt;/strong&gt; Hadi&lt;br /&gt;To maintain good relationships amongst our members and with nearby chalet-ers. Maybe start off the chalet event with an ice-breaking session. Liaise with fadhil for hilarious self-made riddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discipline:&lt;/strong&gt; Khairyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst discipline:&lt;/strong&gt; Nora&lt;br /&gt;To make sure there is no inappropriate behaviour amongst us. Especially latecoming, cursing, swearing, fighting, stealing, extortion, robbery, gangsterism, piracy, sodomy etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Games:&lt;/strong&gt; Khalis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst games:&lt;/strong&gt; Fariq&lt;br /&gt;To plan and carry out the games smoothly with the participation of ALL members. Throw and catch tournament MUST go on. Avoid games like five stones, tic-tac-toe, chi-ko-pak etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Logistics:&lt;/strong&gt; Amirul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst logistics:&lt;/strong&gt; Afiq, Nasri and Fariz&lt;br /&gt;To handle logistic matters during the event. Logistic matters include plates, cups, handsoaps, detergent, pillows, beds, mirrors, chairs, toiletries, toothpicks, combs, umbrellas etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food:&lt;/strong&gt; Nasirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst food:&lt;/strong&gt; Hafifah and Julianah&lt;br /&gt;To plan and buy food for EVERY meal including the BBQ. No shortages or sausages. No pork, no lard. Food must be halal. Not necessarily kosher. Make sure syafiq eats his vege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drinks:&lt;/strong&gt; Hashir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst drinks:&lt;/strong&gt; Syafiq&lt;br /&gt;To buy drinks and ice ENOUGH for everyone THROUGHOUT the event. Do not entertain anyone who insists on having hot drinks in the morning. No green tea. No alchohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBQ:&lt;/strong&gt; Izzah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asst BBQ:&lt;/strong&gt; Hudzaifah&lt;br /&gt;To ensure the BBQ is being done smoothly. Liaise with the logistics IC for the fan, charcoal, tongs etc, and the food IC for the BBQ food. Nizar and hudzaifah as standby firefighting team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booking:&lt;/strong&gt; Nuurun&lt;br /&gt;To book the chalet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7507950010520926067?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7507950010520926067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7507950010520926067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7507950010520926067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7507950010520926067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-feeling-very-very-excited-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4893528714844410056</id><published>2008-11-18T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:50:40.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My stupid phone struck again... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't like that Lim Yu Beng wannabe! Wah, lucky I check what I typed, u know! Just now I wrote Lim Yup Bengal! Naseb I check if not, mesti awak marry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;Lis:&lt;/strong&gt; Errrr... your 'marry' isn't any better ah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; OH NO! It cost 75 buxom!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;Amin:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you mean bux?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I already learnt my lesson to avoid Singlish since if you remember, "Ok lor" becomes "Ok Lord" and "Ya hor" becomes "Ya horse". But what I didn't expect was "mah" becoming "mahogany". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Cos we're cool mahogany!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Amin:&lt;/strong&gt; ..........?! You know when you said your brain doesn't work? I'm starting to believe you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok Azy, I'll see you soon! I just passed Ukraine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; What?! Naaaaas, you're sprouting nonsense again.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In case you're wondering, it was Ikea that I just passed.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes MSN conversations can just be as confusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The last time I wanted to sms "chicks over dicks" it became "chicks over ducks" and dear Lisda HAD TO remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt time if u were to b caught in a situation to go out with chicks or ducks, its really ok with me if u choose the duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sounds so merepek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u get wat i mean la kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos no matter how "chicks over ducks" u try to b, i noe sometimes cant help it mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u just tell me e truth lor, if nxt time im tt chick u r caught in btwn with the duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NasPants says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao eh! Quantum of SoLame seh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisda says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY PEOPLE SAY YOURSELF AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NasPants say:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I am lame! It's all Fadhil's fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Nad, I really want a Nissan Fairlady seh!"&lt;br /&gt;    "Ohhhh, is it a good facial wash?"&lt;br /&gt;    "Facial wash? It's a car lah, kental!"&lt;br /&gt;    "Aiyah...how I know? Fairlady what.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; NAD YOU NEVER ZIP YOUR PANTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Everyone at the bus stop was staring at Nad and I felt so embarassed for her until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;Nad:&lt;/strong&gt; HAIYAH NEVERMIND LAH! EVERYDAY ALSO LIKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My mum was watching the tv one day when she suddenly exclaimed, "Eh, The Nice Killer!"&lt;br /&gt;I was busy studying so I didn't look up. Besides, why would I be interested to see The Nice Killer? Then she repeated, "Look! The Nice Killer!". I finally looked up and saw... Denise Keller.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4893528714844410056?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4893528714844410056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4893528714844410056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4893528714844410056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4893528714844410056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-stupid-phone-struck-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6900200387288091182</id><published>2008-11-17T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:32:28.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The worst is telling the people who are the closest to you. It is not something that I will say in an everyday conversation. Even if I meant to tell you, I'll somehow chicken out at the end. I don't know why. For fear of being judged? For fear of being asked to choose? For fear of being asked the questions that I dread cos I believe there are no answers to them? I guess it's a mixture of all. So my dear friends, please don't be offended. If I didn't tell you, it's because I hold you close and dearly to my heart. That being said, I hope you will respect my decision as well. CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6900200387288091182?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6900200387288091182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6900200387288091182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6900200387288091182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6900200387288091182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/worst-is-telling-people-who-are-closest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8659447764225776595</id><published>2008-11-14T21:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:01:03.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIRLS MORNING, EVENING and NIGHT OUT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok actually, we went jalan raya so it's excusable if we spent the whole day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if we only went to 4 houses. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511808353081538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2Dk2_WGMI/AAAAAAAABg4/SbfrGOzmALo/s400/DSC02383a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting on my wonderful bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And our ride for the day was...FARAH's MINI COOPER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511806285703682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2DkvScagI/AAAAAAAABgw/Jl5680zwfuE/s400/1_320767666l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In case you're wondering what the inside of a Mini Cooper looks like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268524219063246546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2O3QfOntI/AAAAAAAABkg/XDGO1TKOisw/s400/n1019359707_30194075_3596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It can also sometimes be filled with 4 incredible people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511812663060402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2DlHC7J7I/AAAAAAAABhA/Xc4IoqYqAQ4/s400/DSC02388a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511793383048786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2Dj_ONhlI/AAAAAAAABgg/P9knDsA-3VI/s400/1_229967326l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Let's vandalise this bicycle!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nobody listened to me! Story of my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268520921516232466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2L3UKwTxI/AAAAAAAABjA/4gUcFaTSyxk/s400/n1019359707_30194084_6247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Azy just had to pose where the dirt on Nad's mirror strategically covers her face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good job, Azy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268520941773789714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2L4foiGhI/AAAAAAAABjI/o2aewF0JpXA/s400/n1019359707_30194256_1147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Hey look! Can you spot the similarities between Nad and the flower?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Errrrr...how about 'There are no differences'?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wow. I never thought there was a perfect answer to this question."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521456123424626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2MWbvCr3I/AAAAAAAABjQ/saeabyN17oY/s400/n1019359707_30194257_1404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at Farah's beautiful eye lashes! I'm so jealous!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those things can trap more than just dust, trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our final house was Farah's house and I think a tour is deemed necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268520884833087474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2L1Lgz7_I/AAAAAAAABiw/6W17gav3OC4/s400/DSC02422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Encik Alias's pride and joy...the fish pond! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268522307479420882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2NH_SIP9I/AAAAAAAABkI/JFOXLsN5VHg/s400/n1019359707_30194281_8150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hmmm...a trampoline next to a swimming pool? I can already think of 10 different ways to have fun and then confirm hurt myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519394015498802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2KeZyM0jI/AAAAAAAABiY/n_eA0PkwYm8/s400/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Living Room No. 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living Room No. 2 is just through those doors at the other end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519384980822018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2Kd4IKmAI/AAAAAAAABiQ/IwhykZraDDQ/s400/DSC02416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The dining room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268520819265847922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2LxXQXQnI/AAAAAAAABio/zaETjXNsBv0/s400/DSC02421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Living Room No. 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519404275942370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2KfAAew-I/AAAAAAAABig/zA6Ukc9OsCg/s400/DSC02419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nad and her new best friend, Osim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268516324193106338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2HrtzgeaI/AAAAAAAABh4/7t75qiL5UBM/s400/DSC02412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Living Room No. 3 and the gym behind it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268522315110611778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2NIbti-0I/AAAAAAAABkQ/0IORBaZBNYk/s400/n1019359707_30194288_245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Game Room. :) :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268522320198152882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2NIuqgsrI/AAAAAAAABkY/IPHhCz6TK70/s400/n1019359707_30194290_884.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I only pooled once but I didn't know the inexperience is going to be damn obvious here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268516313908915922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2HrHfkLtI/AAAAAAAABho/_ZuEa6xBC70/s400/DSC02409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just because her camera can shoot, she thinks it's a weapon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519367021600530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2Kc1OWnxI/AAAAAAAABiA/ZewaH76PTXg/s400/DSC02414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Posing around the foosball table and not playing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a girl thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519377871789970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2KddpPX5I/AAAAAAAABiI/--ZNP58Nn4k/s400/DSC02415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gossipping around the foosball table? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say it with me now: It's a girl thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268516318320330866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2HrX7VCHI/AAAAAAAABhw/KbCLy8N1jmQ/s400/DSC02410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nad was so tired after running around, looking excited at all the things she can do that she totally collapsed on one of the couches near Living Room No. 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then she came up with the stupidest line of the night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh my God, I so totally camouflage with the couch. LOOK AT ME!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we spent most of our time in Living Room No. 4 where we played...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ROCK BAND!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511798722030658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2DkTHH7EI/AAAAAAAABgo/C-6rCEM7X-w/s400/1_298401567l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268513197270275874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2E1tHAlyI/AAAAAAAABhQ/GUvQfB7Fal4/s400/DSC02393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268522286086185522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2NGvllYjI/AAAAAAAABkA/h0unmlM1OUg/s400/n1019359707_30194279_7570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farah, the Rock Band expert plays like this and still scored higher than the rest of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok now compare her relaxed face to this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521474412791090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2MXf3kRTI/AAAAAAAABjg/dXh7L41t7bg/s400/n1019359707_30194270_4992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521475164109314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2MXiqsegI/AAAAAAAABjo/kdEuM1oERl4/s400/n1019359707_30194271_5282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's why they say don't play this in baju kurung!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268538146367427394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2bh7vTU0I/AAAAAAAABko/NBvl913SlR8/s400/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Nad Nad! Make a rocker face!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riane: Wow! Drums and cigarettes? You're already a bonafide rockstar!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521462168947442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2MWyQaCvI/AAAAAAAABjY/D_KBtc9TFzY/s400/n1019359707_30194264_3297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nad, PRETENDING to twirl the drumsticks. Hahah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268521476278299330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2MXm0VqsI/AAAAAAAABjw/JbS4Ptp1JZY/s400/n1019359707_30194273_5849.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nad, PRETENDING that everything's going smoothly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But before long.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268522256161031378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2NFAG3xNI/AAAAAAAABj4/8utDJgGQB1U/s400/n1019359707_30194277_6994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268516297723399538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2HqLMozXI/AAAAAAAABhY/PYW-Br6_JlY/s400/DSC02401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Professor Mcgonagall, Muslimah version. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After EVERYTHING, we just had to catch our breaths (and we've only just explored the 1st floor of the house lah! )and what better way to do that than to hang out in Farah's room! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268520902212513618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2L2MQY71I/AAAAAAAABi4/9KNYKKBnzb4/s400/DSC02426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I think I need to alter my life goals abit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Study hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Get a good job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Marry a good man (doesn't has to be a pilot! See? I'm matured now..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) Be able to number my living rooms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8659447764225776595?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8659447764225776595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8659447764225776595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8659447764225776595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8659447764225776595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-morning-evening-and-night-out-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2Dk2_WGMI/AAAAAAAABg4/SbfrGOzmALo/s72-c/DSC02383a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3058775731549462962</id><published>2008-11-14T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:27:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Azy's Open House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268505654480593330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR19-qBz4bI/AAAAAAAABfI/iiin93YSNjI/s400/DSC02353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I met a very very cute boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268508675911935458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2AuhvLZeI/AAAAAAAABgA/V6XXYQ-WCeA/s400/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Totally cute and forever in his own world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268510913848178770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2CwysweFI/AAAAAAAABgI/vVK0mRdAxkI/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Ooooo, so young and I'm already a ladies' man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268508671670373682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2AuR76TTI/AAAAAAAABf4/F4_rWQZxYoU/s400/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAHAH! No wonder he turned around...sadly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268508622840243090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2ArcB5o5I/AAAAAAAABfg/5VgAFf0GHtE/s400/DSC_0099a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think I'm the only sane one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; After eating, it's back to work! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268508663151411266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2AtyM1QEI/AAAAAAAABfw/tN5uCKZ4zKE/s400/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cutting bread, Kampong-style....;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268505646737219154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR19-NLpXlI/AAAAAAAABfA/oIZxbArIMP4/s400/DSC02349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nad curi tulang and went to hide on the stairs behind Azy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at her stealthy face! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268508653309520370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2AtNiV6fI/AAAAAAAABfo/cXXF1wn8UPg/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Whenever there's a camera, you'll always find a flock of girls not far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268546124115818322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2iyTKvN1I/AAAAAAAABlI/-nmsgmqtEUQ/s400/DSC02351a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268546128630273042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2iyj_EVBI/AAAAAAAABlQ/YDFM-gcneeA/s400/DSC02368a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Nad suddenly had a 'brilliant' idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wanted to superimpose her face on mine! I'll show you how she did it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268546099885709506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2iw451GMI/AAAAAAAABkw/eIEXWfs6XI0/s400/DSC02360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268546111970453042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2ixl7DpjI/AAAAAAAABk4/GhemWYb8cGg/s400/DSC02361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268546123008283618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2iyPCrk-I/AAAAAAAABlA/ROLk0dGg_wY/s400/DSC02362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even though she failed worse than miserably, at least it kept her occupied for 10 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268505661479859666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR19_EGkNdI/AAAAAAAABfY/ZgFG4N3GYa0/s400/DSC02380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nad acting all sneaky cos she just hacked into Azy's account. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about sneaky....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268505640013966162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR1990Isq1I/AAAAAAAABe4/SxITeLw0cDA/s400/DSC02343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's Azy, pushing the 2 of us away just when the camera clicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268505658536910722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR19-5I6X4I/AAAAAAAABfQ/fjMNVTD8524/s400/DSC02356a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Azy, covering our faces just as the camera clicked.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268510932979291778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2Cx59-FoI/AAAAAAAABgY/RE8152IFRhU/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ok, it was late at night and we were exhausted so forgive us for acting so delirious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268510922019389522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR2CxRI7QFI/AAAAAAAABgQ/mlo7PVUItnw/s400/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nad's final redeeming shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3058775731549462962?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3058775731549462962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3058775731549462962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3058775731549462962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3058775731549462962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/azys-open-house-i-met-very-very-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SR19-qBz4bI/AAAAAAAABfI/iiin93YSNjI/s72-c/DSC02353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4682736685075861331</id><published>2008-11-04T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:30:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Terms and Conditions &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on joining the halal trinity clan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;member must:&lt;br /&gt;1) be a girl&lt;br /&gt;2) love planning outings that never come true&lt;br /&gt;3) get deliriously happy doing number 2&lt;br /&gt;4) aim to embarrass fellow clan members by embarrassing oneself first&lt;br /&gt;5) have incredulously high self-exteem that don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;6) colour code outfits with other clan members according to special occasions&lt;br /&gt;7) had nasi banjir at least once in her lifetime&lt;br /&gt;8) must know each other's passwords&lt;br /&gt;9) member must be either nad, nas or azy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4682736685075861331?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4682736685075861331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4682736685075861331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4682736685075861331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4682736685075861331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/terms-and-conditions-on-joining-halal.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-490868424539258216</id><published>2008-11-01T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:07:28.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After 3 months, the maid is finally coming. GOSH. Inefficient agency!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-490868424539258216?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/490868424539258216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=490868424539258216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/490868424539258216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/490868424539258216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-3-months-maid-is-finally-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-848861744544237966</id><published>2008-10-29T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:23:21.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got so many things to do and yet, here i am! But it's ok..my excuse is (and always will be) that I'm waiting for inspiration to strike. You see, when you're in arts and all you have to do everyday is write thought-provoking essays, sometimes the mind runs dry. Really dry, like the wasteland of Somalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought I will complain a bit about my handphone. I've never really gotten used to the super presumptive dictionary that's in-bulit in the phone. You'll just have to type in 2 letters and it will assume what you're gonna type. So, sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple message such as : &lt;em&gt;"Chey! Oklah, see you later!"&lt;/em&gt; becomes &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chrysanthemum! Oklahoma, are you later!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm typing names of areas in Singapore, it will turn out gibberish. &lt;em&gt;"Ok, so tomorrow I will meet you at Yishun and then we can make our way together to Marsiling?"&lt;/em&gt; becomes &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ok, so tomorrow I will meet you at Tibight and then we can make our way together to Marauligb?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's a miracle how Lisda knew where I was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Chicks over dicks, baby!"&lt;/em&gt; manages to become &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chicks over ducks, baby!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Which makes me sound like a poultry freak but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing from this is probably the fact that I can no longer type in Singlish because &lt;em&gt;"Ok lor"&lt;/em&gt; becomes&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Ok lord"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"Ya hor"&lt;/em&gt; becomes &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ya horse".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even get me started on what happens if i type in Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reactions from recipients of my nonsense messages ranges from "CAN YOU STOP STRINGING RANDOM WORDS TOGETHER TO MAKE SENTENCES?!" to "Please please check whatever you've written before sending" to "You better read what you type first ah! or I'm NEVER going to reply you again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have no sense of humour. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-848861744544237966?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/848861744544237966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=848861744544237966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/848861744544237966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/848861744544237966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-so-many-things-to-do-and-yet-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1395094069902621538</id><published>2008-10-21T08:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:13:09.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 deadlines in one week and 4 of them in ONE day! Clearly, someone wants me dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School is such a CHORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, end of my 30 seconds break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1395094069902621538?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1395094069902621538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1395094069902621538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1395094069902621538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1395094069902621538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-deadlines-in-one-week-and-4-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5844744246914969726</id><published>2008-10-19T13:58:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:01:07.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PBMA Hari Raya Outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 hours, 11 houses and 4 cars. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258746018787981794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrRpF3beeI/AAAAAAAABeg/fz8yGHgEgpY/s400/n644301895_1048346_6710.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At Hafifah's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bitched to Hashir about Lisda. Then, bitched to Lisda about Hashir. So fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258745742876594338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrRZCBB0KI/AAAAAAAABeY/NLFn-3NGQuo/s400/n546313921_1024382_7692.jpg" border="0" /&gt; At Fadhil's. Not only were his walls red, but his family members were all in red too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil, if I ever need to have a stylo wall, I will hire you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258745643065080146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrRTOMG-VI/AAAAAAAABeQ/btsPlX0WZuM/s400/n546313921_1024417_5312.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Never underestimate the no. of poses a guy can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258745500711653586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrRK74aENI/AAAAAAAABeI/rlcRAPMHQ14/s400/n546313921_1024392_4533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At Rasiah's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Did you guys know that there's an escapee at Woodbridge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lis, Amirul, Afiq:&lt;/strong&gt; SKP?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; YEA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258763145701312610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrhOAlxSGI/AAAAAAAABeo/q2NrOhpb6Qw/s400/P1810080001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Inside Hashir's VW,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hashir:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok I am the driver, Lis, you're the navigator, Nas, you're the entertainer and Afiq, you're the (I forgot what it was but I knew it's some lame post that Hashir came up with)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 minutes later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hashir:&lt;/strong&gt; Nas you're not doing your job! I'm so bored...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then starting jerking the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a jerk. (Pun VERY MUCH intended) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I switched to Nuurun's car!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258763264351107698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrhU6mFenI/AAAAAAAABew/WLzXFqaaVYE/s400/P1810080004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's Hashir in front and he was asked to wait for Fadhil and Amirul to get down from the multi-storey carpark. But what we don't understand was, why Hashir had to wait in the middle of nowhere. Seriously, we were stranded there for a good 5 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258745145031509570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrQ2O3pxkI/AAAAAAAABeA/OH2ct5I35Cs/s400/n546313921_1024393_4912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At Hudzaifah's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where abundance of food takes on a whole new meaning. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hashir:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, let's get out of here before his mom feeds us anymore food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258744976704219826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrQsbzTKrI/AAAAAAAABd4/zabDOWWiK4s/s400/n546313921_1024396_5990.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At Zakiah's. (Kudos to anyone who can spot the pictur spoiler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zakiah was sleeping soundly when we came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258744602060091826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrQWoJLcbI/AAAAAAAABdo/PwMbN7IDJWo/s400/n701279828_1498666_9142.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At Hashir's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fadhil was so jakon, he had to make a video commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258742763985515826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrOroyDNTI/AAAAAAAABcY/UzvQX9V_ttg/s400/n701279828_1498665_8841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes Fariq, I know flicking throught the channels can be really tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258744706607788498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrQctnSsdI/AAAAAAAABdw/qvrBPkPCfCU/s400/n701279828_1498685_5938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was commenting to Nuurun about what a nice sunset picture she took when she turn the camera the other way and said, "Errr..that's actually Hashir's lamp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258744335361069346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrQHGnLUSI/AAAAAAAABdg/KdqMkhDwdf8/s400/n701279828_1498680_4407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just look at Fadhil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went on a tour around Hashir's house. Fadhil was really acting like a tourist and taking pictures of everything around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while I can hear him go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fadhil:&lt;/strong&gt; Wah, like IKEA showroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258742961938700546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrO3KNxGQI/AAAAAAAABco/qcYNakKESDc/s400/n701279828_1498695_9092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The balcony outside Hashir's brother's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258743857435113186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrPrSMv9uI/AAAAAAAABdQ/xmKSAIQ3iqI/s400/n546313921_1024424_4023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Soon, more joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258743110628502770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrO_0ILbPI/AAAAAAAABc4/thJHuC-19qc/s400/n701279828_1498689_7176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The boys took so long to take a picture that I had to ask them to hurry. And then, miraculously.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258743404790399090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrPQ791wHI/AAAAAAAABdI/wJ334r-_aBk/s400/n546313921_1024422_3058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;TA-DAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But picture spoiler struck again ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258743030411212866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrO7JS4uEI/AAAAAAAABcw/Uj2by7h7aLM/s400/n701279828_1498690_7483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Us gals...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zakiah:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, let's call the rest up and take a group photo ah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me(already taking out my hp):&lt;/strong&gt; Ok, I'll call them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hashir:&lt;/strong&gt; Nas, I can just go down and call them tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; It's okay. Your house is so huge that this is actually acceptable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258744010206908658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrP0LUYkPI/AAAAAAAABdY/uwlUNLqrUFY/s400/n546313921_1024425_4497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258742878960548994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrOyVGO_II/AAAAAAAABcg/AJnqmeIgLQI/s400/n701279828_1498699_429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In one of Hashir's many hidden spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258741855916628498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrN2x9jmhI/AAAAAAAABb4/eelmM8czwbo/s400/n546313921_1024429_9343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At Hadi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boys took off their socks and went upstairs to pray, Hadi was nice enough to pick up all their socks strewn around. Not knowing where to put them, he innocently stuffed them all in Syafiq's cap. HAHAH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can still remember Syafiq's face when he found out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258742085324295106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrOEIkmy8I/AAAAAAAABcA/fWGQiqb7Di8/s400/n546313921_1024428_8856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 minutes later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258742253438200994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrON62FbKI/AAAAAAAABcI/JQAnNxfpXbU/s400/n701279828_1498702_1449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258741664651409682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrNrpcX-RI/AAAAAAAABbw/LkOIpvj8TkI/s400/n546313921_1024430_9816.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At Nadhirah's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258741105799653858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrNLHju6eI/AAAAAAAABbY/oJS0zbpivpw/s400/n546313921_1024431_288.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At Amirul's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258741560372715826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrNlk-ZYTI/AAAAAAAABbo/gQA64YI9dYw/s400/n701279828_1498723_9481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hafifah, Me and Rasiah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258740901845844290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrM_PxWwUI/AAAAAAAABbQ/MVJ46VRQYEk/s400/n546313921_1024432_760.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (Me, Zakiah and Hadi kaypoh-ly looking through photo albums.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Fariq's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who stays at Jalan Malu-Malu. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And who's granddad is 93 years old and still fit as a fiddle. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258740797853517362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrM5MXpxjI/AAAAAAAABbI/NvyA4ku9Gxo/s400/n546313921_1024434_3441.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fadhil Fadhil....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(I really dunno what else to say)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258740714290207090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrM0VEm2XI/AAAAAAAABbA/h5TZwMGCn_Q/s400/n546313921_1024435_3911.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258740542220542994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrMqUEAJBI/AAAAAAAABa4/UpC4ZTl_nOY/s400/n546313921_1024459_9747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At Izzah's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can see all our muka basi already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258742424849551586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrOX5ZvEOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/4WoNwdoWYzo/s400/n546313921_1024445_7544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadh(disgustingly):&lt;/strong&gt; Hadi, kenapa kau pegang Amirul macam gitu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5844744246914969726?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5844744246914969726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5844744246914969726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5844744246914969726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5844744246914969726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/pbma-hari-raya-outing-12-hours-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPrRpF3beeI/AAAAAAAABeg/fz8yGHgEgpY/s72-c/n644301895_1048346_6710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1303412066097018372</id><published>2008-10-15T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:38:21.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry it took me so long to update my blog but I'm kinda sick of this happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, did you know that (.......) happen to me that day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone:&lt;/strong&gt; Yea, i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; How you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone:&lt;/strong&gt; Your blog la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;By 'someone', I mean everyone. Haha. Not that it's a bad thing but I'm just saying that i like to have things to share when I meet my friends. So at that point in time, i was anti-blogging cos I truly believe that it defeats the sentiment of meeting your friends to 'catch up' and that I will turn into an anti-social loser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;"So Nas, what have you been up to?" "You dunno ar? Just read my blog lor." (This dialogue is purely fictional and it merely serves to help those who still don't understand the point I'm trying to put forth.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;But I realise I'm a loser (as constantly reminded by friends) whether I blog or not...so might as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;While there are many many things I wanted to blog about, there just isn't time for me to do so! Like right now, I'm supposed to be finishing my South Asian readings for my test in 2 days time, read an e-journal and do a presentation on CAREGIVERS, finish my History readings on Korean War and General MacArthur's report to Congress, write a 1500 word essay on Asian Civilisation, complete my mid-term assignment for Genes and Society, start on my Social Work report and project AND do a summary on Sri Lanka and Nepal's political structure and internal conflict. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;WAHLAO! I've been waiting and waiting and waiting for the word 'AND' to signify the end of my horrendously long list of things to do. I'm so scared and stressed right now. I better start on them. Ok, bye! Oh btw, &lt;strong&gt;I HATE SCHOOL! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1303412066097018372?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1303412066097018372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1303412066097018372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1303412066097018372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1303412066097018372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-it-took-me-so-long-to-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8655227371383901419</id><published>2008-10-15T12:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:08:12.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Riane, let's printscreen ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riane:&lt;/strong&gt; WAIT WAIT! I make my hair nice first!&lt;br /&gt;(5 minutes later....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Can already, Riane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riane:&lt;/strong&gt; Wait wait, i'm trying to see which pose is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; You know Riane, I really really regret suggesting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvkhQoFuI/AAAAAAAABYg/-d8W8_mOqKY/s1600-h/riane5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257230813219002082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvkhQoFuI/AAAAAAAABYg/-d8W8_mOqKY/s400/riane5a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvtz2sPwI/AAAAAAAABYo/UDMk27hQm9E/s1600-h/riane7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257230972829318914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvtz2sPwI/AAAAAAAABYo/UDMk27hQm9E/s400/riane7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvOAIxkWI/AAAAAAAABYI/dZKejddvpVI/s1600-h/riane5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvaotXLlI/AAAAAAAABYY/CoD3i2mDNAQ/s1600-h/riane6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257230643419885138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvaotXLlI/AAAAAAAABYY/CoD3i2mDNAQ/s400/riane6a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVv0E2ihSI/AAAAAAAABYw/70wnKJ3zJ0M/s1600-h/riane8ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257231080471299362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVv0E2ihSI/AAAAAAAABYw/70wnKJ3zJ0M/s400/riane8ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVv0E2ihSI/AAAAAAAABYw/70wnKJ3zJ0M/s1600-h/riane8ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8655227371383901419?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8655227371383901419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8655227371383901419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8655227371383901419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8655227371383901419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVvkhQoFuI/AAAAAAAABYg/-d8W8_mOqKY/s72-c/riane5a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1684478698004169467</id><published>2008-10-15T11:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:00:50.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempena Hari Lahir Nad Medusa I-Have-Flimples Bod, saya ingin mempersembahkan......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KISAH PENGEMBARAAN NAD dan GERAK-GERInya YANG AMAT MEMALUKAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVrehkgkII/AAAAAAAABYA/jcXRpWdp52E/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257226312176668802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVrehkgkII/AAAAAAAABYA/jcXRpWdp52E/s400/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nyonya sesat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqjk7psaI/AAAAAAAABXY/lbj-EICMJJ8/s1600-h/DSC01373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257225299466760610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqjk7psaI/AAAAAAAABXY/lbj-EICMJJ8/s400/DSC01373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hungry Ghost Advocate. (It is not advisable to see this picture directly before a night's sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqkOj1GMI/AAAAAAAABXg/PdhUCEPHvPM/s1600-h/DSC02037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257225310641133762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqkOj1GMI/AAAAAAAABXg/PdhUCEPHvPM/s400/DSC02037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During Ramadan, it is normal to see Nad not moving/talking or responding to any change in her surroundings. After breaking fast, witness her getting high from all that stored up energy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqkT0E8JI/AAAAAAAABXo/znhR47xAT3g/s1600-h/DSC02038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257225312051458194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqkT0E8JI/AAAAAAAABXo/znhR47xAT3g/s400/DSC02038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257225316980998866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqkmLXwtI/AAAAAAAABXw/sIAd2JxWEQg/s400/DSC02039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257225323117021234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVqk9CUCDI/AAAAAAAABX4/hlkoWcQY-hc/s400/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you observe carefully, Nad hasn't move at all. Azy was doing ALL the work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Nad, look at these pictures! You are so catatonic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad:&lt;/strong&gt; What's catatonic ah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; It is you, during bulan puasa, after 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223267437059170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVotTCBHGI/AAAAAAAABXQ/F8hONUGN9BI/s400/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nad, the caged KAMBING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223030330091714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVoffvT6MI/AAAAAAAABXI/A-v4DGViz6w/s400/Aaaa036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In MJ, 3 of us would share a plate of that during recess. So we each spend 30 cents each! We need money to buy notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1684478698004169467?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1684478698004169467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1684478698004169467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1684478698004169467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1684478698004169467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/sempena-hari-lahir-nad-medusa-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVrehkgkII/AAAAAAAABYA/jcXRpWdp52E/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8892405880920784043</id><published>2008-10-15T11:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:47:43.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASIAN CIVILISATION MUSEUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The trip could have been fun if not for the fact that we have to write an essay after that. :( So primary school excursion! The worst part is, even after spending almost 3 hours there, we had no clue how to even begin writing the essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God admission is free. Or else someone's gonna get a earful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257219902196849778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVlpaiOnHI/AAAAAAAABWg/CPCQOqUtJXw/s400/DSC02285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257220496601056114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVmMA3PA3I/AAAAAAAABWo/bjAXKNz9-Pc/s400/DSC02286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257221346756694706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVm9f8IkrI/AAAAAAAABWw/hqGm8_RF8zQ/s400/DSC02287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257222326170559058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVn2gimIlI/AAAAAAAABW4/m24jWtqOp7U/s400/DSC02289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257222335683505474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVn3D-qLUI/AAAAAAAABXA/S9o9u57ik2c/s400/DSC02302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8892405880920784043?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8892405880920784043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8892405880920784043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8892405880920784043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8892405880920784043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/asian-civilisation-museum-trip-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVlpaiOnHI/AAAAAAAABWg/CPCQOqUtJXw/s72-c/DSC02285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-735214681812601833</id><published>2008-10-15T11:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:44:00.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;EID '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257219156771886466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVk-BnEVYI/AAAAAAAABWY/rpw-ImciWnA/s400/DSC00018a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;With mummy dearest. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVky5zQBvI/AAAAAAAABWQ/zYNB8CMriYY/s1600-h/DSC00020a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257218965696939762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVky5zQBvI/AAAAAAAABWQ/zYNB8CMriYY/s400/DSC00020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257218795720296914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVkpAlqSdI/AAAAAAAABWI/tjl-gIOqp48/s400/DSC02178.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257217636640346754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVjlird0oI/AAAAAAAABWA/j8rFjVhO3GM/s400/DSC02192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badak Berendam; Inedible version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257217431948084818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVjZoJBxlI/AAAAAAAABV4/7fWwVTcxGgI/s400/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My dad's inner childishness shines through. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-735214681812601833?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/735214681812601833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=735214681812601833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/735214681812601833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/735214681812601833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SPVk-BnEVYI/AAAAAAAABWY/rpw-ImciWnA/s72-c/DSC00018a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-963927538385702349</id><published>2008-09-26T01:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:33:21.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was inspired by Azlyna to look through my notes and look for scribbles. Unfortunately, the most scribbled notes are maths and chem notes and those are the ones I gave away! At this point I would like to say good luck to those who actually want to learn something out of those notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The I-Fell-Asleep-And-Dunno-What-the-Hell-I'm-Writing scribbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250019755059065122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRJsQUMSI/AAAAAAAABUo/xcRAOaGELWw/s400/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018929932884034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvQZqa52EI/AAAAAAAABUg/5ND1V16af8k/s400/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sleepisaurus Scribble-itis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250019764060731714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRKNyeuUI/AAAAAAAABUw/q_OpIG68r2M/s400/DSC02165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trust me, I have alot of these... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our tongue-in-cheek Geography project. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250020411407437874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRv5V9kDI/AAAAAAAABVQ/EqdpsFU58jQ/s400/DSC02170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Azy's favourite phrase during lectures: "Penat-ing seh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250020414715523602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRwFqq8hI/AAAAAAAABVY/mKqDrFOV9j0/s400/DSC02172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250020423605458706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRwmyMlxI/AAAAAAAABVg/sE1NgxABqYk/s400/DSC02173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what happens if I watch &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/strong&gt; before studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250019773468793714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRKw1iW3I/AAAAAAAABU4/PPULhv1xGBM/s400/DSC02166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250019777786650786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRLA6_oKI/AAAAAAAABVA/8vLZrYtjDrY/s400/DSC02167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250019790331330946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRLvp4QYI/AAAAAAAABVI/Aib3kRXTKEQ/s400/DSC02168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And this is what happens when I get too stressed... OMG, I'm such a sad sack, talking to myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250020426374936354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRwxGfdyI/AAAAAAAABVo/fqO-YkmffSo/s400/DSC02174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The rest are courtesy of Azy and all her fully-scribbled notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018898385518658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvQX05bQEI/AAAAAAAABUA/XQJAlMVtxe8/s400/Picture14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;How are tampons ever sexual? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018909816339346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvQYfevu5I/AAAAAAAABUI/trQtOJTx21s/s400/Picture15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; Nas! Don't conteng my notes with your highlighter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; But that's a very important point.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018917812442882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvQY9RKlwI/AAAAAAAABUQ/gP9M67nN0Sk/s400/Picture16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As much as she isn't ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018925018210258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvQZYHJ39I/AAAAAAAABUY/y69m5EgoLKo/s400/Picture18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018034799919618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPljykwgI/AAAAAAAABTY/DIsweDTEtJk/s400/Picture8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018037565855266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPluGBliI/AAAAAAAABTg/ldK8AWOSTb0/s400/Picture10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018044011641666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPmGG0e0I/AAAAAAAABTo/BGTaIj80TYA/s400/Picture11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Ng:&lt;/strong&gt; Am I going to slow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; Nooooooooo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Ng:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you want me to speed up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; Yesssssssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018048138470498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPmVeu5GI/AAAAAAAABTw/5RMhl2COiu0/s400/Picture12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250018051061675778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPmgXrdwI/AAAAAAAABT4/w3umhagZgsU/s400/Picture13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250017530728534786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPIN-l0wI/AAAAAAAABSc/t_Dz347vxOg/s400/Picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250017532538061138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPIUuBAVI/AAAAAAAABSo/iUcFghuyeqI/s400/Picture4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always end up getting the most deformed boys and the parachute skirt. NOT FAIR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250017543684155202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPI-Pc50I/AAAAAAAABS0/uKFmxHdt2Ik/s400/Picture5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nad was: Nad Bod Lim Tock Siew Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mine was: Nasirah Al-Munsyi (something that sounds disgusting but I forgot) Mansor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250017547056935970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvPJKzldCI/AAAAAAAABTA/o09CH1oIzqU/s400/Picture7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The result of a very bad joke and a parody of FRIENDS gone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250017144634444802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvOxvqljAI/AAAAAAAABSU/I86E3Us4Y-s/s400/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Her red penis super cheapo". Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250022915874273826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvUBrNYuiI/AAAAAAAABVw/T-JG462NWJM/s400/Picture17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we were ever comic characters, these would be us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Azy, do you think we could have done better for A's if we didn't do all that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I think we would have failed our A's if we didn't do all that!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she's right! It's things like these that keep us sane and from wanting to jump through the fire escape window in our classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-963927538385702349?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/963927538385702349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=963927538385702349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/963927538385702349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/963927538385702349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-inspired-by-azlyna-to-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SNvRJsQUMSI/AAAAAAAABUo/xcRAOaGELWw/s72-c/DSC02164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3003681821824264843</id><published>2008-09-22T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:54:11.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those of you wondering what I'm suffering from, it's called VASOVAGAL SYNCOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Typical triggers for vasovagal episodes include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) prolonged standing or upright sitting, particularly when standing with legs in a locked position for long periods of time. Avoidance of long-term locking of one's legs in the standing position is taught in the military, as well as marching band and drill team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) any painful or unpleasant stimuli, such as&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-giving a blood donation or watching someone give one&lt;br /&gt;-watching someone experience pain&lt;br /&gt;-watching/experiencing medical procedures&lt;br /&gt;-sight of blood&lt;br /&gt;-occasions of slight discomfort, such as dental and eye examinations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) hyperthermia, a prolonged exposure to heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) sudden onset of extreme emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6) hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7) nausea or vomiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8) dehydration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9) urination ('micturition syncope') or defecation ('defecation syncope')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10) pressing upon certain places on the throat, sinuses, and eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11) high altitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12) use of certain drugs that affect blood pressure, such as amphetamine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13) intense laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no Fariq, I did not find out about this while I was defacating on top of a building and cutting myself!&lt;br /&gt;As sad as it was to find out that you suffer from something that's quite unpronunciable, I'm happy because there's finally an explanation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more it makes sense... I'm afraid of heights and I always get the feeling of vertigo, even when I'm at the 4th storey, I cannot see blood even if it's my own without feeling woozy and nauseas, if I have diarrhoea, my mum has to be extra careful in case I faint in the toilet and the last time I forgot to eat, I blacked out while alighting the bus and fell down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that out of the 13 episodes provided, I have points 2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 9 and 11 down pat. I'm just glad that I don't faint from intense laughter or else I'll be fainting 3 times a day and would have to start hanging out with less interesting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do not have this thing, I'll probably be brave enough to put 'nursing' as my first choice in NUS, I'll probably stay longer at GPA dental for my attachment (if it weren't for my mum too) and I'll probably be able to understand why people say sitting at the front of the upper deck of buses is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I also found out that the reason why I havent had mences for 9 months and counting is probably because I have non-functioning ovaries. But I'll probably won't have to do anything about it unless I want to start having babies so that will give my ovaries about 10 years to WAKE UP AND START DOING THEIR JOBS! The worst part is, I still get intense stomach cramps every month but nothing comes out. It's like going to get a tatoo done in invisible ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A FUN WEEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3003681821824264843?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3003681821824264843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3003681821824264843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3003681821824264843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3003681821824264843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-those-of-you-wondering-what-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3585302915105172189</id><published>2008-09-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:14:21.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SM9OkrADKVI/AAAAAAAABSM/8jT2tKekQtU/s1600-h/SDC11173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246498482835106130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SM9OkrADKVI/AAAAAAAABSM/8jT2tKekQtU/s400/SDC11173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEET-UP SOON, PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3585302915105172189?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3585302915105172189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3585302915105172189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3585302915105172189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3585302915105172189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/meet-up-soon-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SM9OkrADKVI/AAAAAAAABSM/8jT2tKekQtU/s72-c/SDC11173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6760014204441192298</id><published>2008-09-10T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:38:47.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Harry Potter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMejT3PvkjI/AAAAAAAABR0/4eF3ebFCFVA/s1600-h/harry-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244339852739056178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMejT3PvkjI/AAAAAAAABR0/4eF3ebFCFVA/s400/harry-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...to Hairy Potter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMejUFp740I/AAAAAAAABR8/BgssTmV70s8/s1600-h/375422783_b4aefb1b9f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244339856607011650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMejUFp740I/AAAAAAAABR8/BgssTmV70s8/s400/375422783_b4aefb1b9f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244339859369260546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMejUP8gdgI/AAAAAAAABSE/3U_ttq4gnOk/s400/6a00c2251ea318549d00d09e55a552be2b-500pi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6760014204441192298?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6760014204441192298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6760014204441192298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6760014204441192298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6760014204441192298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-harry-potter.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMejT3PvkjI/AAAAAAAABR0/4eF3ebFCFVA/s72-c/harry-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4323408869276149938</id><published>2008-09-10T14:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:31:09.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENGLISH as Speaken by Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.engrish.com/"&gt;www.engrish.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmg39EACI/AAAAAAAABQ0/umVpWktznWw/s1600-h/sun-aloha-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244273006058143778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmg39EACI/AAAAAAAABQ0/umVpWktznWw/s400/sun-aloha-sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, and please appreciate the funny of this entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmhL0S7_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/SPjIuxqCTmY/s1600-h/when-i-refuse-it-is2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244273011390083058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmhL0S7_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/SPjIuxqCTmY/s400/when-i-refuse-it-is2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244273013630285858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmhUKZuCI/AAAAAAAABRE/cbp3V4Swfoo/s400/without-hesitation.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How dirty are the toilets anyway?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244273014574958578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmhXroR_I/AAAAAAAABRM/8Df6xCkj2gE/s400/vomit-the-pond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244273020455471570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmhtlpydI/AAAAAAAABRU/buKAawSdx40/s400/toilet-gets-down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Wonderful Adventures of the Toilet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244272270439990226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdl2DkBw9I/AAAAAAAABQU/bZ__55enKTU/s400/refusing-entering-sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Entering of the person whom the nasty smell does is refused." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Good rule, Bad English.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244272272427997650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdl2K-AWdI/AAAAAAAABQc/E7cEK1JcbsI/s400/suddenness-happens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244272274032320642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdl2Q8gYII/AAAAAAAABQk/VPsnSADzC5Q/s400/surprise-of-groping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244272274463833298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdl2SjYvNI/AAAAAAAABQs/5C0hUaeKWt4/s400/take-the-child.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Oops, I drowned my son again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271786042099346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlZ3CkhpI/AAAAAAAABPk/swFSkDhYEbw/s400/harsh-brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271791119007266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlaJ8__iI/AAAAAAAABPs/2lD6pirLoic/s400/kids-swear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271794171688850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlaVU0N5I/AAAAAAAABP0/9TXjm-lJpYY/s400/listen-to-mee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271792882959586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlaQhjxOI/AAAAAAAABP8/P7Nyldb0BXc/s400/no-feeding-window-cleaners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271797545980610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlah5T0sI/AAAAAAAABQE/GUR11HOYceY/s400/smoked-visitor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Okay, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271357362118818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlA6FTIKI/AAAAAAAABO8/bciJ3hRVFUA/s400/buy-used-tissue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271359775881538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlBDEyOUI/AAAAAAAABPE/CLo0kvgTl00/s400/do-not-fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271362820635602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlBOate9I/AAAAAAAABPM/vPk7pvRD7dc/s400/fresh-herpes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Herpes, anyone? They're the cheapest!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271365282258850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlBXlm36I/AAAAAAAABPU/fM5yG3ANOb4/s400/hand-grenade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271366019740818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdlBaVb9JI/AAAAAAAABPc/XkC75lPuT7Q/s400/if-you-are-stolen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271066715263938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdkv_VsE8I/AAAAAAAABOs/Se3WWDzSZL0/s400/breakfart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244272265303194018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdl1wbUeaI/AAAAAAAABQM/6vUfmiBcbmE/s400/king-club-french-fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sure the flies in France are classier than the ones we have here. At least, ours are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244271065733549586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdkv7roThI/AAAAAAAABO0/xOkpNPeFzzc/s400/do-not-little.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Always try to big"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244270818914250706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdkhkNUr9I/AAAAAAAABOk/tWtHNuSLXD4/s400/rogistics-room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244270614956308258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdkVsZ9dyI/AAAAAAAABOU/Ax9CFa5ZMHo/s400/miritary-usarmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244270704278262914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdka5J-VII/AAAAAAAABOc/C3_Tw1cNQ-4/s400/erection-party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4323408869276149938?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4323408869276149938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4323408869276149938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4323408869276149938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4323408869276149938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/english-as-speaken-by-others-credits-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMdmg39EACI/AAAAAAAABQ0/umVpWktznWw/s72-c/sun-aloha-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-21241815224061569</id><published>2008-09-08T09:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:13:44.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMR7sA14f9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/GwdrkiHr34Y/s1600-h/electricdragon80000v-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243451862236561362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMR7sA14f9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/GwdrkiHr34Y/s400/electricdragon80000v-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got a total of 7 electric shocks just by switching on the toilet lights. I'm pretty sure there are some fried neurons (it's not a food, you hungry, fasting people!) up in my brain. In fact, this morning, I think I can feel some of my brain cells being regenerated! That's why I can blog now! Yesterday, I couldn't string a a sentence properly. After the 5th shock, it got so bad, I started to wonder that maybe I wasn't meant to go to the toilet. That God had other plans for me. But I cannot allow this! I have the right to use the toilet without getting electric shocked. It is time for me to fight my no-toilet destiny! So I just went in without switching on the lights lor. Pretty smart for someone who's working on half the amount of brain cells, huh? That was until I tripped over the slippers and nearly fell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-21241815224061569?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/21241815224061569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=21241815224061569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/21241815224061569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/21241815224061569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-i-got-total-of-7-electric.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SMR7sA14f9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/GwdrkiHr34Y/s72-c/electricdragon80000v-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-788470660704661085</id><published>2008-09-05T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:13:39.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Page Not Found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiveJournal Admin:&lt;/strong&gt; Sir! We have reports that someone is trying to access a page that doesn't exist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiveJournal Captain:&lt;/strong&gt; Impossible! How can that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiveJournal Admin:&lt;/strong&gt; Sir, I don't know. Maybe they typed in the URL wrong or maybe we're suffering from a critical system failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiveJournal Captain:&lt;/strong&gt; Unacceptable! Redirect them to a 404 page and make it snappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you think you've reached this page in error:&lt;br /&gt;Make sure the URL you're trying to reach is correct.&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://status.livejournal.org/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://status.livejournal.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to view LiveJournal's current status.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, you can:&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:history.back()"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back to the previous page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LiveJournal Homepage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Explore the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/site/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Site Map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I understand that I might have typed the wrong URL but the big 'PAGE NOT FOUND' was sufficient. The mini skit was totally uncalled for! As though asking me to constantly 'CONFIRM THAT (YOU) ARE A HUMAN' isn't enough, LiveJournal just had to resort to cheesy skit lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to blog about this because it seems that so many people are making their blog private or deleting them completely and I'm so angry that I have to come across the cheesy skit so many times! But don't worry I won't privatise anytime soon because how else can I share my jokes, pictures, stupid moments and stupid antics by stupid friends with the rest of the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to LiveJournal, please stop all this nonsense! Or I'll kill your Captain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-788470660704661085?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/788470660704661085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=788470660704661085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/788470660704661085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/788470660704661085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/page-not-found-livejournal-admin-sir-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7604949478566958205</id><published>2008-09-05T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:17:00.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nad, awak kentot eh?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"TAK!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Bedek!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No, betol! If I kentot I will tell you proudly."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7604949478566958205?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7604949478566958205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7604949478566958205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7604949478566958205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7604949478566958205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/nad-awak-kentot-eh-tak-bedek-no-betol.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2572235990671891079</id><published>2008-09-05T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:03:04.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Classical Nas-sery Rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas is a big black negro.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes she is so&lt;br /&gt;don't you dare tell me no&lt;br /&gt;A BEEG BLACK NEGRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2572235990671891079?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2572235990671891079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2572235990671891079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2572235990671891079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2572235990671891079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/classical-nas-sery-rhyme-nas-is-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6760687376418903873</id><published>2008-09-05T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:58:34.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nad and Azy are so irritating! Everything I stand up for was proven worthless. They are as shallow as boys. I'm so disappointed in you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6760687376418903873?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6760687376418903873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6760687376418903873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6760687376418903873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6760687376418903873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/nad-and-azy-are-so-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3029917527381241932</id><published>2008-09-03T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:26:01.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMOUSITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241609918018581010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3wcv6pchI/AAAAAAAAA7E/BpAssA_ouxU/s400/DSC01842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I'm sorry, my fasting friends but I'm so excited about making my own doughnuts for the very first time! Well, my first and last time. Nothing like preparing your own food to know what's really in it and I'm starting to see why people say it's one of the most unhealthiest food. I'll just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3wT5ONbDI/AAAAAAAAA68/PMSC2RMZoq8/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241609765897727026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3wT5ONbDI/AAAAAAAAA68/PMSC2RMZoq8/s400/DSC01999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. When my newspaper decided to get wet, it got wet in style! Can you see the silhouette of Singapore? Well, I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3wLTMvFfI/AAAAAAAAA60/ccnmE2Gekco/s1600-h/DSC01930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241609618252043762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3wLTMvFfI/AAAAAAAAA60/ccnmE2Gekco/s400/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. One of the tiny, almost non-existent perks of being a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241609376148581234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3v9NSxa3I/AAAAAAAAA6s/hUI80CPR7Zs/s400/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Their lives revolve around games, ostrich farms and their all-time favourite, air shows. I'm serious...OSTRICH FARMS. I guess the world's divided into girls, boys and weird boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241609197282840914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3vyy920VI/AAAAAAAAA6k/dsb2KTUSe44/s400/DSC01954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;5. When you do something a thousand times, you'll get bored too you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Kak Ela, Icat nak tengok wayang tapi tak cukup duit ah...Boleh kasi sikit?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, cerita aper Icat nak tengok?"&lt;br /&gt;"Money No Enough 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Hello, thank you for calling ______ Home Tuition Centre. May I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes please. I would like to enrol as a tutor."&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, may I know how you get to know about us?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, through a friend ah."&lt;br /&gt;"A friend ah? May I know her last name?"&lt;br /&gt;"Errr... Mohd. Noor"&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, so her name's A-friend-ah Mohd. Noor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you respond to that?! Is 'Afrenda' even a name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. So I was just minding my own business at the COMEX show and staring at a printer when this salesguy came up to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi M'am. This is Epson. (Points to the printer)"&lt;br /&gt;"This is absent?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it's Epson"&lt;br /&gt;"It's not absent, it's here!"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and quickly walks away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Kak Ela: Icat, don't be such a boiled sprat!&lt;br /&gt;Me: A sprat?! How do you boil it?&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ela: Eh, sorry! Spoilt brat!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Kak Ela: Oh no, I'm turning into you!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am not like that! At all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5 mins later....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Icat, shut up! You sound like a whestle kittling!&lt;br /&gt;Icat: What?! You mean kettle whistling eh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr...No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and quickly walks away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to sum up this entry, I'm random, my brother is irritating (and a boiled sprat too) and it seems that all I've been doing is to walk away quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3029917527381241932?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3029917527381241932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3029917527381241932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3029917527381241932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3029917527381241932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/money-no-enough-virginity-afrenda.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3wcv6pchI/AAAAAAAAA7E/BpAssA_ouxU/s72-c/DSC01842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-422673502829239582</id><published>2008-09-03T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:52:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heartstrings Carnival&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th August 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esplanade Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241604892183435586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3r4NOLGUI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rH1fY5GfXgE/s400/DSC01829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh my god, the Esplanade looks so ugly from this angle!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's ugly from ALL angles."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ok, point taken..but seriously, it looks like a crouching thorny-backed monster!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"HAHAH! Forget the Durian! From now on, it's thorny-backed monster!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241604553288856226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3rkevaMqI/AAAAAAAAA6U/vk4lRuldEq0/s400/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241603733313012306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3q0wF7wlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/5yYf2BD2s8k/s400/DSC01832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241603341687497842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3qd9LIpHI/AAAAAAAAA6E/LOa1tJjo6z4/s400/DSC01835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-422673502829239582?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/422673502829239582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=422673502829239582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/422673502829239582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/422673502829239582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/heartstrings-carnival-25th-august-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3r4NOLGUI/AAAAAAAAA6c/rH1fY5GfXgE/s72-c/DSC01829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7435950929174034174</id><published>2008-09-03T09:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:36:52.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flea.Fly.Flo.Fun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th August 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We set up a stall for the flea market but the 1.5m by 1.5m space given to us wasn't even nearly enough for the 6 of us! It wasn't really a good experience. But it wasn't exactly bad. It was just...an experience. Carthasis (in a strange way). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3j68Bzx3I/AAAAAAAAA58/CWHDOnRXlIE/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241596143014758258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3j68Bzx3I/AAAAAAAAA58/CWHDOnRXlIE/s400/DSC01806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241595559710637298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3jY_DRPPI/AAAAAAAAA50/OzELdPs8zkc/s400/DSC01807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241594521519382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3icjfL3lI/AAAAAAAAA5s/si1wdiV6Dtk/s400/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241594093370354242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3iDoggKkI/AAAAAAAAA5k/6EOmj_5_6nY/s400/DSC01827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks Nadh Hamzah for dropping by and supporting us! And sorry Siti you couldn't make it...but you ALMOST made it and at least, you get to see the fireworks! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And special thanks to Azy and her parents for picking me up and sending me home. I'm eternally grateful cos there was no way in hell (or anywhere else, for that matter) I could have managed to lug all those things by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7435950929174034174?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7435950929174034174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7435950929174034174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7435950929174034174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7435950929174034174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/09/flea.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SL3j68Bzx3I/AAAAAAAAA58/CWHDOnRXlIE/s72-c/DSC01806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3192017341154234941</id><published>2008-08-25T12:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:23:11.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beijing Olympics Closing Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238321140791694082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SLJBUuBO0wI/AAAAAAAAA5c/n283t1UUM70/s400/bj1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Only the Chinese can do that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238317962940418562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SLI-bvmcigI/AAAAAAAAA5E/vrR30THv4Ls/s400/bj2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; One of the more memorable moments in the ceremony.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238318243845087458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SLI-sGDVoOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/wAAcy1IxPCM/s400/bj3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;David Beckham came, stand on a bus, smiled, waved and kicked a ball. Big Deal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238318293398592098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SLI-u-p0GmI/AAAAAAAAA5U/nKXvqgYBXvU/s400/bj4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Using both sides of the paper helps to save the Earth but drums, I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the Chinese left me speechless and awestruck with their closing ceremony last night! They certainly said goodbye with the loudest bang! I can’t remember the last time I held my breath for so long until my heart aches and I totally forgot how it feels like to have my eyes glued for so long on the tv till my eyes water. And don’t even get me started on the fireworks! Not only did those fire work, it worked it’s ass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sorry for those who missed it...which brings me to say this: How can anyone NOT watch the Olympics?! It’s like bringing thousands of bionic man and women with superhuman skills and strength together and watching them try to outdo each other! The least us, mere mortals, can do is to witness them do that. This year, in particular, was full of awe-inspiring moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Michael Phelps winning 8 gold medals and breaking 7 world records while at it will certainly be remembered for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Usain Bolt insanely bolting through all his races and creating such a huge gap between him and the other runners that you would think the rest were walking or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) More than 40 world records and more than 100 Olympic records were set!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Singaporean swimmer Tao Li breaking the Asian record twice and went on to the finals to be the 5th fastest swimmer in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The opening and closing ceremonies where every moment was awe-inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) And of course, SINGAPORE WINNING OUR 1st MEDAL SINCE WE ARE AN INDEPENDENT STATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For China, the investment of more than 40 billion dollars on the Games reaped handsome rewards.&lt;br /&gt;They not only topped the gold medal count, but a near flawless organisation meant the controversies that marred the build-up largely slipped into the background. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t have said it better myself. Thank you China for bringing paper and fireworks into our lives but most of all, thank you for creating the greatest spectacle on tv since F.R.I.E.N.D.S. In a world where guys impersonate Britney Spears and girls impersonate Michael Jackson for a living, and where sports and wellness are taken over by the likes of iGallop and uPapa, it’s nice to know that some things never change. The Olympics never fail to showcase the human spirit and the human strength in great splendour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3192017341154234941?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3192017341154234941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3192017341154234941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3192017341154234941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3192017341154234941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/25th-august-2008-beijing-olypics.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SLJBUuBO0wI/AAAAAAAAA5c/n283t1UUM70/s72-c/bj1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8927266915258489349</id><published>2008-08-17T18:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:04:24.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I JUST ORDERED MY NEW PHONE AND I CAN'T WAIT TO GET MY HANDS ON IT!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440415606844626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SKgFUcb4LNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/xWSdFpXgDIA/s400/lg-viewty-test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the LG VIEWTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At first I was having doubts because I don't usually use LG but I read 43 reviews from different websites and only 4 are bad! It's a new and improved LG Prada. It has a 3" full touchscreen and a 5 MEGAPIXEL camera with image stabilizer and high-speed video recording which enables you to take 120 frames per second! So you can view your videos at slower speed. AND, you can upload it directly to youtube! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235439540029874994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SKgEheqD4zI/AAAAAAAAA4o/78YSVsujqJk/s400/lg-viewty-review.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the back, it really looks like an ordinary digicam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Phone Sweet Phone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8927266915258489349?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8927266915258489349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8927266915258489349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8927266915258489349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8927266915258489349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-ordered-my-new-phone-and-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SKgFUcb4LNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/xWSdFpXgDIA/s72-c/lg-viewty-test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1448141175820324837</id><published>2008-08-14T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:52:23.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might have heard of my latest plight. It causes me great pain to say this but I guess I can't run away from the truth anymore... MY PHONE WAS STOLEN!!! While I was in a damn packed bus from Malaysia Immigration Checkpoint to the Singapore one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as though I left it unattended but it was actually pickpocketed from my bag. It was bad enough that it was stolen right under my nose but this phone also happens to be my favourite phone so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me can tell you that I change phones every few months and the fact that this phone stuck with me for almost a year now is saying something! And because of that, there were, you know....certain emotional attachment to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I lost both my SIM card and 1gb memory card, I've lost all 800+ contacts, 462 pictures and 32 videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the countless times I've been to Malaysia, this was the first time I brought my phone with me because I just applied for the Pay-As-You-Roam service the day before(which, by the way, DIDN'T WORK so I might as well left it at home)! The only time I took it out was to....check the time and once, to see where my shoe went in the cinema hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably the worst thing is, I kinda knew who stole it because when I had time to think about it, the chinese 'lady' standing next to me was the only one who could reach into my bag easily and I remembered that I was annoyed she kept moving her hands cos it made my bag slid (yes! i remember the past tense of slide!) from my shoulder. Okay, actually that's not the worst part... when we were alighting, I accidentally bumped into her and SAID SORRY AND SMILED AT HER! Talk about fraternising with the enemy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I could do was to look on the bright side. And I realised the very thin, almost invisible, blow-and-it-goes-away silver lining is that I could get a new phone. Usually this would thrill me like crazy but this time round, I just feel that I would be cheating on my old phone! I lost the will to be thrilled! And i know the only way to make me feel better is if I cheat on my old phone with a hotter and newer model. And perhaps, if I can get all my contacts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So if you're reading this, please please give me your number...either email me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nasirah_mansor@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nasirah_mansor@hotmail.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, send me a &lt;em&gt;friendster/facebook message&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;sms me&lt;/em&gt; as I'm still using my old number. Here's an advanced THANK YOU! May you make my day better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1448141175820324837?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1448141175820324837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1448141175820324837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1448141175820324837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1448141175820324837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-friends-some-of-you-might-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6404067023718901434</id><published>2008-08-09T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:12:39.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijing 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opening Ceremony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232546222771797842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJ29EP8f_1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/EKDZ-caPeRs/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232546152818318418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJ29ALWSnFI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/BymAz2Agxpc/s400/_41439385_opening_416.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232546066300224354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJ287JCxQ2I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Kwvmgq_1Gwk/s400/1_olympics_461.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is just very unfortunate that our National Day falls a day just after the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics. Oh which by the way, in case you didn't watch, was spectacularly awesome! And I really mean it cos I don't usually use 2 adjectives back to back. Seriously, I felt so sorry for Singapore! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it was no comparison (the Olympics vs. National Day Parade?!) but we barely had 24 hours to get over the awesome-ness of the opening ceremony before Singapore let loose hundreds of secondary school students with multi-coloured clothes and face paint, running all over Marina Bay to get into 'formation'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But as much as I felt sorry for Singapore, I'm even sorrier for those who missed the opening ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6404067023718901434?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6404067023718901434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6404067023718901434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6404067023718901434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6404067023718901434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-2008-opening-ceremony-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJ29EP8f_1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/EKDZ-caPeRs/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5842073770013992955</id><published>2008-08-09T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:33:31.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, an answer! The basis of all things medical.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything Comes Down to Poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YWTmg-L9U6s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YWTmg-L9U6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5842073770013992955?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5842073770013992955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5842073770013992955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5842073770013992955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5842073770013992955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-answer-basis-of-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8795984320136509566</id><published>2008-08-04T23:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:03:44.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;MJC's 4th College Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230681134150033890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJccxzZZoeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/KmwEkfFg79c/s400/DSC01773a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230680972432121090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJccoY82HQI/AAAAAAAAA34/LZtVJpPeFmQ/s400/DSC01776a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's me! And unfortunately, my sis doesn't know how to use the zoom function.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230680244825132578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJcb-CZ0jiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/wM2ytaYbOBk/s400/DSC01780a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230679758068515474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJcbhtGAApI/AAAAAAAAA3o/56wREt1exjg/s400/DSC01781a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was talking to Ms Sim and the subject of Nad taking over her lessons came up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"You know that Nad ah! I ask her to take attendance, she didn't. I asked her to fill in the log book, she didn't. I came back after 1 month and everything's empty! I nearly fainted!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nad Nad.... And I distinctively remember you complaining to me about how boring it was in the staff room. But I didn't tell Ms Sim that, of course! Instead, I told her about how you were lecturing and felt thirsty but you lifted the wrong hand and drank the microphone instead of your bottle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230679604274054482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJcbYwKixVI/AAAAAAAAA3g/S86_7ke7X3s/s400/DSC01788a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230679224857293186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJcbCquicYI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/le-KU4v0WVA/s400/DSC01786a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After eating in the canteen (Urgggh!), me, my mum and sis quickly got out of the school cos we were excited to go to EXPO! They were having the Watson's fair and Asian Food Fair. But at the bus stop, I realised I forgot to say bye to Azy! So I called her...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Azy, I go home first k?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, go lah! Are u asking me for permission?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, just that I forgot to say bye and I'm at the bus stop already. Sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; It's okay! Anyway, I'm at the expressway already! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, I forgive her cos poor Azy was dizzy throughout the entire ceremony. She was fine when I met her before but when she went home, she was down with fever! In all seriousness, I diagnosed her with MJ-itis and told her not to step into MJ again for her own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8795984320136509566?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8795984320136509566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8795984320136509566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8795984320136509566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8795984320136509566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/mjcs-4th-college-day-thats-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJccxzZZoeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/KmwEkfFg79c/s72-c/DSC01773a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6414170198674995301</id><published>2008-08-03T21:47:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:54:09.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FARAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the awesomest party I've been to! It was held at Cafe Del Mar and the best part was that it was kept as a secret from dear Farah! Farah, I'm so so sorry I didnt wish you a birthday message but I hope you understand that it was part of the 'plan'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see, the day didnt start out well what with Nad tricking me and Riane into eating intensely over-dyed sweets. But it wasn't so much 'tricking' since Nad ate it as well. And then Azy forced us to take a picture with our tongues out. Apparently, I was too embarassed to do it but what was more apparent was that I was in between 2 people whose skin were as thick as their tongues were blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230294233990378018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW85P_FMiI/AAAAAAAAA2o/E56xDdNobVc/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After what seems like forever, we finally reached Cafe Del Mar but Aziemah and Sery were caught up in traffic so we sat our sandy butts down and played games on Nad's HP mini. Such nerds! But in our defence, it was Nad who brought her HP mini there. So she's a bigger nerd. True story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230295006097094850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW9mMTquMI/AAAAAAAAA24/pY58CzN20Uw/s400/DSC01744a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After a series of ugly pictures, I thought my camera might need a break so I took this visually-calming picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230293685844892434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW8ZV_A2xI/AAAAAAAAA2A/xo9Mk8buAmM/s400/DSC01739a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230294151332084082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW80cDzuXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/MAKD0utb6BA/s400/Picture8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230293500601294690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW8Oj5f32I/AAAAAAAAA14/hhrRr_uyypA/s400/DSC01745a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While everyone was busy prepping for Farah's surprise.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230293193618006338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW78sS-oUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/eUFkKAHr-w8/s400/DSC01748a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;....guess who were the lazy bums of the day! Nad looked she might sleep anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230295382491097362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW98Ge_aRI/AAAAAAAAA3A/E1t7V4YFDUE/s400/SP_A0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But when the food and drinks came, guess who's suddenly awake again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230294075709818674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW8wCWDhzI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/ceDc5moEbbM/s400/Picture9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Azy and her amazingly accurate self photo-taking skills which I'm so grateful for. If either me or Nad tried to take a picture of the 3 of us, I'm pretty sure certain facial anatomies will be cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230293997414925586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW8rerGRRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/5aL0Usxyo6Q/s400/Picture13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, the birthday girl has arrived!!! Somebody shouted, "FARAH'S HERE!" and subconsciously we all ducked. Which was stupid because a) we ducked behind metal railings which of course, didnt provide any cover at all and b) she was blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230292729806482210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW7hsdsayI/AAAAAAAAA1g/v5MIqO_fP1M/s400/DSC01750a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230292903691661074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW7r0PJrxI/AAAAAAAAA1o/qzEEhH-r7RA/s400/DSC01749a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The mastermind of the entire party and the surprise was Farah's boyfriend who's in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230305737999995314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJXHW3wtUbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/QIRgi_Hyir0/s400/Picture14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm so helpful, I know... Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230292554481561234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW7XfU-bpI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ROxG2QBw3xM/s400/DSC01753a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Self-absorbed kids blowing bubbles. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then, it was time to cut the cake! I think Farah tried blowing the candle 6 times before she realised we used magic self-rekindling candles! I think I would have collapsed from oxygenatal shortage before that. Wait, if i'm blowing out carbon dioxide, why would I collapse from oxygenatal shortage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230289078395409634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW4NJ5dFOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hl4cC_yFKvA/s400/DSC01756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone seemed to enjoy the fact that Farah was having a hard time blowing out the candles. Everyone except Nad and Riane who were damn hungry and who, I distinctively remembered, were eyeing the food the whole time. Self-absorbed kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230288737363626322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW35TdJCVI/AAAAAAAAA1I/MM5CFjUpB_c/s400/DSC01757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230288395539097714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW3laD0qHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/XDYZ1hOhSqE/s400/DSC01759.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nothing beats sunset at Sentosa with warm company to boot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230288087043182290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW3Tc0qjtI/AAAAAAAAA04/NfCq5bWxLIU/s400/DSC01760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Time to eat! And somehow the balloon ALWAYS seems to be covering someone's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230287938176640178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW3KyQHZLI/AAAAAAAAA0w/2018Exs8oA8/s400/DSC01762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230294322612713538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW8-aISuEI/AAAAAAAAA2w/TepWaP1_f-Q/s400/Picture21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE LOVE YOU FARAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;You know, till now, I am so grateful that we were roomates in London. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you truly wanna know a person, nothing beats going to a foreign country and rooming in together for 2 weeks. Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God for London, I've discovered another down-to-earth, fun and easy-going person which can be so hard to come by in MJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, in case you're wondering, I'm referring to you, Farah. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we used to stay up late just talking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or eat fresh berries from Sainbury's across our hotel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or to listen to Farhan and Sharvin gossiping next door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or pretending to listen to Riane's "inspiring" story which put everyone to sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best time of my life! Except the last part...Sorry Riane but I really couldn't understand your story! If it makes you feel better, no one could...Right Farah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after 2 years of studying in that hell-hole, I'm so thankful that we're still friends...I remebered just after A'levels, you asked me out for lunch but I was busy and then you said, "Ok, but I really don't want us to be friends-just-in-school-but-not-after-that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry, we are not! And we won't be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Special shout-out to Aziemah and Sery for organising such an awesome party and for letting us be a part of a wonderful celebration. And special thanks to Shahrul for cooking up the idea in the first place!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6414170198674995301?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6414170198674995301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6414170198674995301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6414170198674995301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6414170198674995301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-farah-this-is-awesomest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SJW85P_FMiI/AAAAAAAAA2o/E56xDdNobVc/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5096182346845351808</id><published>2008-07-28T19:03:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:33:42.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUR FIRST FACIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was relaxing at first but it quickly turned to stressful when after everything, our consultant spent the next 45 minutes in an enlosed room persuading us to sign up one of their packages. We tried different tactics...our parents would never allow, we are students and we don't have any money and the no atm card fake-out but nothing works! She was so damn persistent and didn't seem to understand that we can't afford their packages unless we start crapping money! But then again, she barely understands English. In fact, we spent half the time trying to understand her and the other half, she was trying to understand us! Nad gave up halfway and started reading her magazine in the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228021002942813586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2pZyawFZI/AAAAAAAAA0o/MJly50VxhnI/s400/DSC01701a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The enclosed room I was talking about and Nad was exactly in the corner where she gave up and started reading her magazine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020772417905410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2pMXpVIwI/AAAAAAAAA0g/k4LbRf7vN0g/s400/DSC01703a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"I have flimples..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In case you're wondering, that's 'flat pimples'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020478098982210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2o7POOxUI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/xGo103bXMyw/s400/DSC01704a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Let's all do weird poses!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can tell we listen to what Nad says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228020041692412418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2oh1ey-gI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/TdkXCnCECoI/s400/DSC01706a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;But once in a while, we do listen to her like when she asked us to dance and put our hands in the air like we just don't care! Ok, I just had to add the last part. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We like to call this our victory dance which we perfected during our JC days and which I like to do during P.E.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Nas! What are you doing?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I'm doing the victory dance!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"But you just lost!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Who cares? It's volleyball..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After me and Azy dutifully followed Nad's stupid idea, she scolded me because my camera has no anti-shake features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228019764581395858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2oRtKYbZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/TnjX-PEvkn0/s400/DSC01712a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Azy, the super-heroine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228019564026316898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2oGCCUyGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/D6LFlkyL4As/s400/DSC01716a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;If I say I have crazy friends and people reply, "Really?" in a disbelieving tone, I'll just show them this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, I was coughing like mad, but don't worry it wasn't a case of foodal chokage or anything. But Azy was very concerned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Nas! Are you okay?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"The sea coconut just slided down my throat!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"SLIDED?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I mean 'slode'!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228019174080517682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2nvVYAFjI/AAAAAAAAAz4/iFG8Jk6c6Pg/s400/DSC01729a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Post-slode.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5096182346845351808?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5096182346845351808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5096182346845351808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5096182346845351808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5096182346845351808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SI2pZyawFZI/AAAAAAAAA0o/MJly50VxhnI/s72-c/DSC01701a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5455576485570254483</id><published>2008-07-26T21:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:32:11.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the last day of Nad's relief stint in MJ, we collected our SGCs, which by the way, is such a letdown because it was so much nicer the last time! Our darling friend, MOE, decided to standardise all SGCs and it turned out to be this dull, brownish folder, which became uglier the moment you flip to my results page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the admin lady (whose name was See Lacy or something like that.. Which i thought was unique yet laughable. But it was nothing compared to the cashier lady at Cold Storage Compasspoint whose nametag read 'Lily Lee') so that Nad can sign out, we took pictures in the G.O and Nad decided to get all.... I'm not sure. You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsu4zCRbVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/uqxC_zTVzU4/s1600-h/DSC01612a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227323345800883538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsu4zCRbVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/uqxC_zTVzU4/s400/DSC01612a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, if she's going for scary, that's not even remotely scary! I guess everyone has their own ways of showing displeasure at our dull SGCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met Farah and Aziemah and had lunch at Hei Sushi! I'm getting really sick of that place! But Nad had a $10 off coupon, so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227323222503255154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsuxnt07HI/AAAAAAAAAzI/JZCMCUxKpbg/s400/DSC01620a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227323013107971138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsulbqGdEI/AAAAAAAAAzA/qrMlzy2EqS4/s400/DSC01625a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322768748061762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsuXNWKJEI/AAAAAAAAAy4/y6E5gPuoy6Y/s400/DSC01626a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm not sure what we ordered exactly but I'm pretty sure they ended with -tori, -buri, -mono or -yaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227322552491821714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsuKnupypI/AAAAAAAAAyw/6-MVnzQ2QQ0/s400/DSC01633a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the end, we ended up with another coupon and only then did we realise that we're gonna be stuck in this vicious cycle for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s The next time you're at Compasspoint, visit Cold Storage. If you need help figuring out who is Lily, she looks exactly like Mark Lee. Hey, maybe they are related!! I can't believe I didn't realise that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.p.s Sorry about the blurry pictures because my camera was set to night mode. I didn't know my brother changed it cos he was taking pictures of the moon last night. Gosh, I sometimes worry what he's gonna grow up to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5455576485570254483?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5455576485570254483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5455576485570254483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5455576485570254483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5455576485570254483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-last-day-of-nads-relief-stint-in-mj.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIsu4zCRbVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/uqxC_zTVzU4/s72-c/DSC01612a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5852390016656238940</id><published>2008-07-26T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:32:22.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I present to you....My father, the rapper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs2pBtoAxI/AAAAAAAAAzw/hPLVbQqjWSI/s1600-h/DSC01479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331870955930386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs2pBtoAxI/AAAAAAAAAzw/hPLVbQqjWSI/s400/DSC01479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331565061577794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs2XOKunEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/2inUhwgF9V4/s400/DSC01452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I present to you...the World's Most Useless Door!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs1-ig2X8I/AAAAAAAAAzg/LoS_ePK4nQU/s1600-h/DSC01503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227331141026340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs1-ig2X8I/AAAAAAAAAzg/LoS_ePK4nQU/s400/DSC01503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227330925464797458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs1x_e-QRI/AAAAAAAAAzY/OS1nhu3QEIA/s400/DSC01502.JPG" border="0" /&gt; That day was special to me. It was the day I realised that if you say something with enough conviction, people will do anything you say. Case in point: Zakiah and my brother posing with a dumb door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5852390016656238940?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5852390016656238940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5852390016656238940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5852390016656238940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5852390016656238940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-present-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SIs2pBtoAxI/AAAAAAAAAzw/hPLVbQqjWSI/s72-c/DSC01479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7921760411667047159</id><published>2008-07-02T22:03:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:44:13.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The London Gang'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RIANE BRITTANY FRANCISCO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218420253653083442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuNkoOyJTI/AAAAAAAAAxY/awoZCwL3BKI/s400/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218421675935855266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuO3apa8qI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Jn8i6m_b2gc/s400/DSC01522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218422503258973714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuPnkqn5hI/AAAAAAAAAyY/f0yifeavQSY/s400/DSC01519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218421771155970482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuO89XqmbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/JYVWZDJmHEQ/s400/DSC01521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218421469247204114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuOrYrAaxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/TRhpb8RD_Ec/s400/DSC01528.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A hungry Nad makes a sleepy Nad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218421247624248162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuOefD-e2I/AAAAAAAAAx4/-3VX5Bc_fKk/s400/DSC01527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The salmon and mushroom pasta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218421110651741922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuOWgzL5uI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Ne-r_TWblcw/s400/DSC01529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Tic-Tac-Toe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218420986606020850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuOPSsYaPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MloB2wOMhKc/s400/DSC01530.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Farah and Azy busy dissecting food. Nad and Azy ordered the Mega Burger which was more mega than burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419912830941650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuNQykc-dI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/N4Dq0VOGX1o/s400/DSC01535.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mission accomplished! You would think they were too full for anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218425335440238466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuSMbXQZ4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/RD6wgoTGL8w/s400/DSC01540.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...but think again! But what's Swensen's without the ice-cream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218418719120453794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuMLTpscKI/AAAAAAAAAww/6hQzzqBUb4A/s400/DSC01546.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Must...not....fall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419399965227698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuMy7_vOrI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YUtnrsKCxgY/s400/DSC01542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally, being full is starting to take a toll on us! What were we thinking ordering 4 ice-creams?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419563348565170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuM8cpXHLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/HybFsJyT0BE/s400/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look how sane we all were pre-dessert! Even though Nad's face says: How come I must pose for a stupid picture when there are 4 ice-creams yet to be eaten in front of me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218418867582441906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuMT8tymbI/AAAAAAAAAw4/V1fnplLLGXg/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; It was so smart of us ordering 4 ice-creams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad:&lt;/strong&gt; I know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218418024080494130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuLi2bQTjI/AAAAAAAAAwo/VnpkswO3zcI/s400/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Since I was late for tuition, I was very, very grateful Farah offered us a ride home. THANK YOU FARAH!&lt;br /&gt;And guess who's the co-pilot? I'll give you a clue: You're reading her blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And guess which 3 are the most deserving of Farah and my backview? I'll give you a hint....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218429317294020914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuV0M7LWTI/AAAAAAAAAyo/NmmJ9vhN_jA/s400/DSC01549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Riane!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm so glad we are friends! I remembered the first time I met you, you were giving out stickers with your name on it and telling us that those were for your fans who wanted to join your fanclub. To be honest, I thought you were a little, you know...cuckoo but now I'm a fan and if there really is a fanclub, I'll be the president. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And even though I spend half the time trying to figure out what you're slurring and the other half trying to correct your Malay, I couldn't have survived JC without you. I especially cannot imagine SLC without you and Haz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If there is one thing I could change about you, I wouldn't! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, maybe if you could talk slower and enunciate properly, that would be great. Ok ok, I'm just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THANK YOU Riane!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hope your cats will stop scratching you cos I think it's a poor repayment for an animal activist such as yourself. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7921760411667047159?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7921760411667047159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7921760411667047159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7921760411667047159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7921760411667047159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-riane-brittany-francisco.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGuNkoOyJTI/AAAAAAAAAxY/awoZCwL3BKI/s72-c/DSC01534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2233072414219981704</id><published>2008-07-02T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:14:37.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the queue for the Genting Skyway was super long....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGt-uCyCWhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Wy2NkGqENg8/s1600-h/P1010844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218403922724674066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGt-uCyCWhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Wy2NkGqENg8/s400/P1010844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ...my mum emo-ed the time away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGt9mvt_bWI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Gr08GI4Nlz0/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218402697836719458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGt9mvt_bWI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Gr08GI4Nlz0/s400/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2233072414219981704?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2233072414219981704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2233072414219981704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2233072414219981704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2233072414219981704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-queue-for-genting-skyway-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGt-uCyCWhI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Wy2NkGqENg8/s72-c/P1010844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2412897267218636915</id><published>2008-07-01T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:00:42.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGn-NEZIZaI/AAAAAAAAAwA/RSsv0enFjjk/s1600-h/DSC01509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217981143756334498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGn-NEZIZaI/AAAAAAAAAwA/RSsv0enFjjk/s400/DSC01509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;06S501 outing at HEI SUSHI. Ok, I'm getting really sick of that place now. I was really really looking forward to meeting them all but unfortunately, I only stayed for awhile cos I wasn't feeling too well. So I can't really say much about the outing but Joyce certainly did!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-finally, class outing with 06s501!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-was supposed to meet at 5... but no one was there till late 5-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-early poor nas waited till she felt faint for the un-punctual people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-she had to go to haising sickbay!!! (nad proceeded to bluff me that she works there as a part-time nurse. oh wells)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-nad finally came. sam, wanying, me, loraine, bev, nas and ms sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-Hei sushi.-talks laughter. GOSH! i miss them. Life's never boring with 501. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-ms sim: earthquake/drought (forgot which one..) and the farmer interviewed went on to exclaim "my cows have nothing to drink!!" nad: "aiyo just milk them then let them drink back again la!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-from Joyce's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;You are such an inspiration to those farmers Nad. And a beacon of hope for those thirsty cows. And if you want to lie about my job, give me something more glamorous than part-time nurse at HaiSing please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2412897267218636915?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2412897267218636915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2412897267218636915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2412897267218636915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2412897267218636915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/07/06s501-outing-at-hei-sushi.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGn-NEZIZaI/AAAAAAAAAwA/RSsv0enFjjk/s72-c/DSC01509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6648811949661849907</id><published>2008-06-29T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:02:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I'm releasing a few photos at a time cos there's just too many! So here's a few more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGdFp4134OI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qwFyDm9Jn4E/s1600-h/cameron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217215279267307746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGdFp4134OI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qwFyDm9Jn4E/s400/cameron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CAMERON HIGHLANDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGdDT-SOLpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/DAhc8gB6yPE/s1600-h/hasyir+n+layla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217212703748009618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGdDT-SOLpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/DAhc8gB6yPE/s400/hasyir+n+layla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Khairyn's cute little cousins: Sweet NAYLA and her cute brother, HASHIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6648811949661849907?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6648811949661849907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6648811949661849907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6648811949661849907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6648811949661849907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGdFp4134OI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qwFyDm9Jn4E/s72-c/cameron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3079178355211087782</id><published>2008-06-29T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:28:54.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGZzN7u-m4I/AAAAAAAAAvo/L1QzcRM0K9w/s1600-h/SP_A0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216983901565524866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGZzN7u-m4I/AAAAAAAAAvo/L1QzcRM0K9w/s400/SP_A0621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother's not-so-secret hideout. But who or what was he hiding from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGZzITHutKI/AAAAAAAAAvg/yauYPiFn8j0/s1600-h/SP_A0622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216983804764140706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGZzITHutKI/AAAAAAAAAvg/yauYPiFn8j0/s400/SP_A0622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY GRANDMA!!! Sometimes when you're bored, I guess you go to all means to find your own adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, his homework gets abandoned. You can actually see him still holding on to his pen! Well, you know what they say...the pen is mightier than the sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3079178355211087782?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3079178355211087782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3079178355211087782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3079178355211087782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3079178355211087782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-brothers-not-so-secret-hideout.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SGZzN7u-m4I/AAAAAAAAAvo/L1QzcRM0K9w/s72-c/SP_A0621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5387133128425417749</id><published>2008-06-22T23:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:07:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROAD TRIP '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214736881364899762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF53kJLiF7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/TTmFsZ3-BDk/s400/DSC01359a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;View from our hotel window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF53bDwbPUI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/pBmXRNI0e_c/s1600-h/DSC01350a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214736725290204482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF53bDwbPUI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/pBmXRNI0e_c/s400/DSC01350a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it was THAT cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214736544570641714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF53QihhjTI/AAAAAAAAAvI/fhQtgPb4BBI/s400/DSC01480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With the family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214736259814540034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF52_9uYQwI/AAAAAAAAAvA/UJspaXqhRtU/s400/DSC01481a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...and then, with the friends!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214735548357952226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF52WjV6QuI/AAAAAAAAAu4/8153GGU_EF8/s400/DSC01331a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, i'm afraid it's true. Zakiah is skinnier than a mushroom stalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;More pictures to come! Soon ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5387133128425417749?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5387133128425417749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5387133128425417749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5387133128425417749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5387133128425417749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/road-trip-08-view-from-our-hotel-window.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SF53kJLiF7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/TTmFsZ3-BDk/s72-c/DSC01359a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1044222460516555377</id><published>2008-06-21T11:59:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:44:13.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The London Gang'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anushka's send-off to the US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214184324138953314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyBBFG2amI/AAAAAAAAAuw/g1cWdaPd3V0/s400/SDC11173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bye Anushka! Come back soon....with presents!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214184248342581842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyA8qvlklI/AAAAAAAAAuo/5UbbV-ps21o/s400/SDC11171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214184171655277234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyA4ND6KrI/AAAAAAAAAug/MZmNaaW8Ebg/s400/SDC11135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214184077439984850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAyuFO5NI/AAAAAAAAAuY/W-M1tf1P0zM/s400/SDC11134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214184003766454930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAuboGCpI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/kCtNZ_BNSzo/s400/SDC11162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183934048527218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAqX6C43I/AAAAAAAAAuI/YjY7fFHUbHg/s400/SDC11143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farah's cool new ride. A Mini Cooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183738844324290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAfAtvIcI/AAAAAAAAAuA/MywWcLqdgB8/s400/SDC11180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183661952524786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAaiRTYfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/cmiNe0Zw010/s400/SDC11181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183579022804258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAVtVURSI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Q_rMtkL2MJg/s400/SDC11179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183504247218994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyARWxbYzI/AAAAAAAAAto/bx9AND_dzmQ/s400/SDC11183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us over the years.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183367732853714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAJaN3e9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/eskTW3HNfo4/s400/n1019359707_30019188_8391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183294078744834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyAFH1W-QI/AAAAAAAAAtY/68BAZc5rk9Y/s400/n1019359707_30019197_1045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183240691796178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyACA86yNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0tbDrTDxi-c/s400/n1019359707_30019195_566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214183168285469826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx_9zN57II/AAAAAAAAAtI/OnffxFHosPw/s400/n1019359707_30019199_1560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My London roomie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214182820636773394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx_pkH_zBI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mzhz2uUmDNY/s400/n1019359707_30019187_8162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st outing after the A'levels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214182233469764370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx_HYweQxI/AAAAAAAAAs4/yqQqYjOVOcI/s400/n1019359707_30025074_6813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214181543562663410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx-fOpzVfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/S3gqT-ir0hM/s400/n1019359707_30025065_4447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214181287131045842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx-QTXvX9I/AAAAAAAAAso/c9VCCiLDmEI/s400/n1019359707_30025067_5773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riane's Birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214180922629200626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx97FfumvI/AAAAAAAAAsg/3bPzqMb8R-I/s400/710922270_a63f9f3e9b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleepover at Farah's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214180827359182850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx91illgAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/LVRsSYfk-dw/s400/347341832_13626992ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While playing make-over, Nad's hand was scalded by the curling iron. If you can't tell that the brand of the iron is 'VIDAL SASSOON', look again closely. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214180462795774098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx9gUe5WJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/OJcISHrqhF8/s400/347295196_31c46d4505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Riane playing dress-up. I want my own walk-in closet too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Midsummer Night's Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214180255709404754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx9URBqHlI/AAAAAAAAAsE/APWZazuYRqc/s400/710538048_67c8dbd9e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214180146837473874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx9N7ckSlI/AAAAAAAAAr8/j1W4twlenIo/s400/517000159_9c2dc88e55.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Even during soccer matches, we ditched our classes and sat together. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214179685647716098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFx8zFYXDwI/AAAAAAAAAr0/KX_ykUIubFw/s400/513072783_6b216fb366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1044222460516555377?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1044222460516555377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1044222460516555377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1044222460516555377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1044222460516555377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/anushkas-send-off-to-us-bye-anushka.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFyBBFG2amI/AAAAAAAAAuw/g1cWdaPd3V0/s72-c/SDC11173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2538344899611052716</id><published>2008-06-18T20:17:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:01:07.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW ORLEANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkFEXoRkpI/AAAAAAAAArs/l84qwgDTf8k/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213203616278614674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkFEXoRkpI/AAAAAAAAArs/l84qwgDTf8k/s400/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213203268418038578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkEwHv2azI/AAAAAAAAArk/njfn2FaRgWU/s400/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213202842764431394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkEXWEH0CI/AAAAAAAAArc/MPO6vgpohT0/s400/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213202518583397106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkEEeZVyvI/AAAAAAAAArU/-AqcCpi4CwY/s400/DSC00611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213202011728053938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkDm-NnBrI/AAAAAAAAArM/_ZMx-02pVW0/s400/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213201467083359058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkDHRQMg1I/AAAAAAAAArE/4K28F7CT1Ww/s400/DSC00618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213201050127670978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkCu_-NnsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/Y0Ha11GKjng/s400/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213199709380129826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkBg9TFtCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/HzZAAmhDWE0/s400/DSC00645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213199288839612834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkBIeqaqaI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JoywFEXQCyk/s400/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213198791756871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkAri4p-LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/MXD68y8ZEcs/s400/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213198576753537170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkAfB73cJI/AAAAAAAAAqU/7PHzZ2kDzsA/s400/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213198089163576178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkACphXE3I/AAAAAAAAAqM/tosoL8Wpzck/s400/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213197716233924018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj_s8QALbI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YwTieVFv6nU/s400/DSC00785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213197396228042178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj_aUIp7cI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lJPcUNvQ8DQ/s400/DSC00804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213195460039500194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj9pnRVYaI/AAAAAAAAAps/f2EG86UHpUQ/s400/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2538344899611052716?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2538344899611052716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2538344899611052716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2538344899611052716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2538344899611052716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFkFEXoRkpI/AAAAAAAAArs/l84qwgDTf8k/s72-c/DSC00599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8257643105282284867</id><published>2008-06-18T20:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:16:00.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overdue pictures of my classmates and I from when we had lunch at Hei Sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj7FvoQeEI/AAAAAAAAApk/OG_GYn6ee4s/s1600-h/natxcase0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192644784584770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj7FvoQeEI/AAAAAAAAApk/OG_GYn6ee4s/s400/natxcase0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192523337658194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj6-rNDb1I/AAAAAAAAApc/exk_9vygYIg/s400/natxcase0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192172053486978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj6qOkYXYI/AAAAAAAAApM/e06Uw6HSnR8/s400/1_808784038l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192063952974226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj6j73NcZI/AAAAAAAAApE/oc_nXF5PofM/s400/1_834837222l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213191865157022770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj6YXSj9DI/AAAAAAAAAo8/a-JTsosPkbc/s400/DSC01000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213192321016862754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj6y5gBGCI/AAAAAAAAApU/wsw__T1Gnfs/s400/1_104044808la.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213191680483092866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj6NnU3aYI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6ajx2dp58tY/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gosh, I miss them all terribly. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8257643105282284867?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8257643105282284867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8257643105282284867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8257643105282284867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8257643105282284867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/overdue-pictures-of-my-classmates-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFj7FvoQeEI/AAAAAAAAApk/OG_GYn6ee4s/s72-c/natxcase0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8813113790329543905</id><published>2008-06-12T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:10:53.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210933309570246674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFD0PIEvaBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/_cbp_0lIaHk/s400/img00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Orbs. Look at Zakiah's cacat fingers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210933007466334114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDz9ipjh6I/AAAAAAAAAog/Vrbjrdgx5mI/s400/img00002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We do, in fact, come in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDz4g4FFeI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nJc7cJYJD7A/s1600-h/img00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210932921091036642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDz4g4FFeI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nJc7cJYJD7A/s400/img00005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and that hooded creature from South Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8813113790329543905?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8813113790329543905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8813113790329543905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8813113790329543905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8813113790329543905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/orbs.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFD0PIEvaBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/_cbp_0lIaHk/s72-c/img00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5426920016828310611</id><published>2008-06-12T17:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:55:10.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY, 11th June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling with.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxgn-ZrPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xoV805GiNh0/s1600-h/SP_A0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210930311656484082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxgn-ZrPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xoV805GiNh0/s400/SP_A0609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother. Who couldn't have looked more bored. But trust me, he had lots of fun that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxXBRnZvI/AAAAAAAAAoI/QmlbZ4KvDhA/s1600-h/SP_A0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210930146649270002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxXBRnZvI/AAAAAAAAAoI/QmlbZ4KvDhA/s400/SP_A0610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't decide who looked more bored. My brother or Saba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210930009064557138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxPAu3SlI/AAAAAAAAAoA/p6wtZsFbD8E/s400/SP_A0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know who wasn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210929866145814834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxGsUYWTI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uPbAj3zD3nk/s400/SP_A0607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Natasha understood the meaning of, "Hey, look here! I'm taking photo!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210929637345453426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDw5X-H5XI/AAAAAAAAAnw/CQfpf6UxGZo/s400/SP_A0606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the girls were tired of bowling, we took a break. Only then did the fun start for these guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210925474616548866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDtHEmNngI/AAAAAAAAAno/r4Xn4AahPKI/s400/SP_A0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5426920016828310611?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5426920016828310611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5426920016828310611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5426920016828310611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5426920016828310611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SFDxgn-ZrPI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xoV805GiNh0/s72-c/SP_A0609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8716184374903197427</id><published>2008-06-09T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T13:28:44.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY, 9th June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare today the Halal Trinity Pig-out and Lepak Session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210237246533166626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE57K7MeZiI/AAAAAAAAAng/J5V852yMxgw/s400/Picture9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guilty but incredibly happy parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210237166763760482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE57GSB922I/AAAAAAAAAnY/1Gk96SyByZQ/s400/SDC11116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azy's baked fish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210237078137294098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE57BH3xTRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/E6yC6tAKrjo/s400/SDC11118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azy's spaghetti. Only, we called it 'Pasghetti'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210236979602772498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE567YzT0hI/AAAAAAAAAnI/enLDq14hT-w/s400/SDC11121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shepherd's Pie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210236898660798226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE562rRPTxI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mtQ_TZR8WiU/s400/SDC11124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;An extremely satisfied Azy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210236803766321874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE56xJwogtI/AAAAAAAAAm4/RWtM5JANFrg/s400/SDC11127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't be complete without dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210236700657605810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE56rJpmXLI/AAAAAAAAAmw/4i1q8OK4f_Y/s400/SDC11129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad:&lt;/strong&gt; EEEE! I have such a minah smile here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh my God, yea! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, you jangan banyak cakap! You also the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh my God, yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210236617700303602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE56mUnCYvI/AAAAAAAAAmo/PTm-lD2EUEU/s400/SDC11132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Don't ask. Be glad you don't have to put up with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8716184374903197427?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8716184374903197427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8716184374903197427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8716184374903197427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8716184374903197427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-9th-june-2008-i-declare-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SE57K7MeZiI/AAAAAAAAAng/J5V852yMxgw/s72-c/Picture9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2479315400460041550</id><published>2008-06-08T11:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T11:57:59.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The AH PEK PARADE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;You know the feeling you get where you just wanna scream and run away but you can't? Well, you wouldn't know the feeling till you get stuck in a packed bus and you are surrounded by ah peks. You know you're sitting down at the back of the bus, minding your own business, thinking about the future as buildings pass then all of a sudden, you realised you're being surrounded by the people who think that picking noses in public is okay. That's what exactly happened to me on my way home from Funan 2 days ago.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never mind the questionable fact that most of them boarded from the bus stop along those dodgy Geylang Lorongs. I wasn't too thrilled about the smell that they brought onboard too! The ah pek on my left was taking huge slabs of Tiger Balm and rubbing it on his neck and face. He seemed to enjoy it. So much that at the end of it, his entire face was covered with a shiny veneer. Nice. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The ah pek on my left reeked so much of faeces that I'm pretty sure either he soiled his pants or he was wearing some strong shit-smelling perfume. Either way, it was puke-inducing! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I had the unfortunate luck of having the full view of the ah pek sitting diagonally from me. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, my ability to hold back my puke was tested once again when he started digging his nose! Happily. Vigorously. Disgustingly. He was digging and digging for so long that it makes me wonder how much dirt can a nostril store?! I mean, seriously! I thought his nose was gonna explode from all the excessive digging. I was staring at him and I didn't bother hiding my disgust. I was waiting for him to look back at me so that I could roll my eyes at him. When he finally did, I rolled as hard as I can. So hard I got a headache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At one point, after all the digging, he rubbed his face!!! Nasty! The worst part was when he wanted to alight. THAT BOOGER-FACE FREAKING TOUCHED EVERY SINGLE POLE ON HIS WAY TO THE FRONT!!!! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the rest of the entire journey I only had one thought on my mind: Do NOT touch those poles. Whatever I do, I MUST make sure that I would not touch or go near those poles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't care if I fell or how many heads I might scratch on the way out. Which was saying something because the bus was filled with follically-challenged ah peks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2479315400460041550?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2479315400460041550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2479315400460041550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2479315400460041550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2479315400460041550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/ah-pek-parade.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2911101813808993847</id><published>2008-06-07T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:34:43.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took this from Syaza'a blog. It looks interesting enough! But you must also know that I have nothing to do and am so bored these days, I find joy in doing surveys for my brother's project work. Yup, my life is THAT sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last guy you texted?&lt;br /&gt;. NOPE! but then again, depends on what he's going to reply me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you took a nap?&lt;br /&gt;. yesterday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you drink bottled water?&lt;br /&gt;. What a random question but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;. my mum gossipping. about everyone under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;. Singtel customer service operator. (my life is SO SAD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you shared a bed with?&lt;br /&gt;. I never slept on a bed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's on your mind most today?&lt;br /&gt;. How I have a very sad life. Thanks to all your questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Something that happened today that made you angry?&lt;br /&gt;. Your questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you talk about your feelings or hide them?&lt;br /&gt;. I neither talk nor hide them. I show my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes. But not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes. My late aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;. Depends on the gravity of the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What instant messaging service do you use?&lt;br /&gt;. sms, msn, my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you date/hook up with your brothers best friend?&lt;br /&gt;. NOPE with a capital N. Oh, and capital O, P and E too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever had a panic attack?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes. All the time. I once had heart palpitations that lasted for a day because I thot I was going to be ruuned down by a car in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;. Paprika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you talked to in person?&lt;br /&gt;. Myself. Yea, I do that alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you happy or sad right now?&lt;br /&gt;. Sad. Just like my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is your phone right beside you?&lt;br /&gt;. No. But it's in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you cold?&lt;br /&gt;. YES! It's been raining since morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you looking forward to in the next few months?&lt;br /&gt;. Holiday with my friends and believe it or not..SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. First thing you did when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;. Yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What does your best friend call you?&lt;br /&gt;. Oh my...this could take a while. Nas Pants, Nassy-poko-pants, Nasi, Nana, Miss Pots, Bibik Anode, Togemon......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Would you prefer a thunderstorm or for it to be snowing?&lt;br /&gt;. BOTH! Especially if they happen to happen at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who do you call the most?&lt;br /&gt;. I don't call. I have little salivary glands and slow saliva production so I would get thirsty alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What were you doing 10 hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;. Sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever fought for the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;. Fought for? Nope. Fought with? YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Are you that good at math?&lt;br /&gt;. Define 'that'. Probably best to define 'good' too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do/did you listen to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes but not ALL the time but when I do not, I do feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. At what age did you learn to ride a bike?&lt;br /&gt;. Hopefully by 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What's your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;. My favourite holiday would be London. My dream holiday would be Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever dyed your hair?&lt;br /&gt;. 6 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Love anyone right now ?&lt;br /&gt;. Yea of course! You have to no matter how sad your life is. Take it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you cry a lot?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes. What do you expect? I cried when Hagrid got out of Azkaban in the 3rd movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you good at keeping secrets?&lt;br /&gt;. I would like to think so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;. Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;br /&gt;. Do I crack my knuckles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What kind of tattoos do you want/ have?&lt;br /&gt;. Tattoos are a no-no but if I could have one, I would want a rose on my cheeks so that I'll always have rosy cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you give special ringtones to certain people?&lt;br /&gt;. If they ask me for ringtones then I would give to them. But so far, nobody asked me before. Is that what the question is asking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you talked mean about anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;. Talked mean about? No. Talked mean to? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Can you remember your last dream?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn't do?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes! But usually it worked for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Suppose you see your boyfriend/ girlfriend kissing another person, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;. I need to think about this....cos I'm not evil by nature and if something like this ever happens I need to do something evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;. My mum's gossips are turing out to be quite boring. So now it's just like constant background noise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Can you type over 60 words per minute?&lt;br /&gt;. Only losers time themselves! But if you must know, I CAN type over 60 words per minute. Okay, so I may be a loser but at least I'm a fast-typer loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Would you be able to date someone who had a kid with someone else?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes. But NOT married ones!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What will you be doing 5 hours from now?&lt;br /&gt;. John Little sale at EXPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was the highlight for today?&lt;br /&gt;. I found my long-lost button while sweeping the floor. So my long-not-worn jeans are finally wearable again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Did you had fun today?&lt;br /&gt;. Yes! Didn't you hear about my lost and found button?! Gee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. If you were to die in a few hours time, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;. How do I know? I haven't die before!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2911101813808993847?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2911101813808993847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2911101813808993847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2911101813808993847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2911101813808993847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/took-this-from-syazaa-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6544502075168475955</id><published>2008-06-05T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:45:07.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know you have nothing better to do when Youtube suddenly becomes your reliable companion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if you have time to spare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then watch what I have to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These few vids,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which will surely induce laughing fits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And when you start coming up with lame rhymes, you know you really, really have nothing better to do..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Japanese Metro 'Pushers'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/axwMxUBL_ws&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/axwMxUBL_ws&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train officers cum 'pushers' were the best part! I know a few people who would be so good at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dramatic Prairie Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHjFxJVeCQs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jHjFxJVeCQs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one i can watch over and over again without getting tired of it! Check out 'Dramatic Lemur' too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waitress on CCTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RVbdKagzDY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RVbdKagzDY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether you have watched this but it was on Ellen some time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's it!!! Now I'm off to watch Prison Break on sidereel.com. and after that I'm going to pray that life will stay like this.. But I know that will be too good to be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6544502075168475955?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6544502075168475955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6544502075168475955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6544502075168475955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6544502075168475955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-know-you-have-nothing-better-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5235640682065205478</id><published>2008-06-04T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:08:19.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AYAT-AYAT CINTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzKbG0Ny9CE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NzKbG0Ny9CE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;desir pasir di padang tandus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;segersang pemikiran hati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;terkisah ku di antaracinta yang rumit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila keyakinan ku datang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kasih bukan sekadar cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pengorbanan cinta yang agungku pertaruhkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maafkan bila ku tak sempurna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta ini tak mungkin ku cegah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayat-ayat cinta bercerita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta ku padamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila bahagia mulai menyentuh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seakan ku bisa hidup lebih lama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun harus ku tinggalkan cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ketika ku bersujud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila keyakinanku datang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kasih bukan sekadar cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pengorbanan cinta yang agungku pertaruhkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maafkan bila ku tak sempurna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta ini tak mungkin ku cegah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayat-ayat cinta bercerita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta ku padamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila bahagia mulai menyentuh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seakan ku bisa hidup lebih lama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun harus ku tinggalkan cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ketika ku bersujud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ketika ku bersujud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5235640682065205478?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5235640682065205478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5235640682065205478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5235640682065205478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5235640682065205478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/ayat-ayat-cinta-desir-pasir-di-padang.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2041349870890062373</id><published>2008-06-03T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:34:45.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A typical Zakiah-Nasirah sms conversation goes like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey Zak, do you want to come over and watch movies at my house this Friday? My parents are away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(4 days later....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zakiah:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, I cannot come ah... Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/strong&gt; It's okay... especially since that 'Friday' was 2 days ago and my parents are back since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/strong&gt; Zak, wanna meet me and Syaza at the airport on Thurs? We eating lunch then hanging out at Coffee Bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zakiah:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm having Coffee Bean breakfast now..Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/strong&gt; Wah! Coffee Bean kat mana? class start kol brapa? eh so Thurs how? Awak sampai around 4 after school, we go eat and then go Coffee Bean can? kol brapa awak nak balek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zakiah:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you not ask so many questions in one msg!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you please don't answer my questions with another question?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zakiah:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay. Fine. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Several minues later...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you please answer at least 2 of my questions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2041349870890062373?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2041349870890062373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2041349870890062373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2041349870890062373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2041349870890062373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/typical-zakiah-nasirah-sms-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6358713738747693700</id><published>2008-06-01T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:12:29.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; I have to go for another medical check-up and I'm so scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amin:&lt;/strong&gt; Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; Because, you know what happened the last time right? I'm just scared history will repeat itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amin:&lt;/strong&gt; Ohhh...don't worry! Just try not to be yourself and fight all your instincts. I'm sure you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; I HATE shallow guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aishah:&lt;/strong&gt; Me too!!! I prefer them tall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aishah:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; YOU are shallow! And stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I kept telling them that Maria Hertogh's parents are named Aminah and Mansor but they don't seem to care! And then I realized I forgot to tell them that my parents share the same name too and that's why I'm so excited. But when I eventually did, they didn't seem to care either!! And then I realized maybe they didn't know who Maria Hertogh is...So I told them all about Maria Hertogh and the riots but they didn't seem to care too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm sorry for wasting your time. I read back what I wrote and I realised it's such a useless story. But I don't care because the point is, I have stupid friends too! See, Nad? The only thing they appreciated was when I said, "My mum is a Minah (Aminah)".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6358713738747693700?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6358713738747693700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6358713738747693700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6358713738747693700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6358713738747693700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-i-have-to-go-for-another-medical.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6616449339249470597</id><published>2008-05-31T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:15:26.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SEDroWDCWtI/AAAAAAAAAmg/k-30gpSaa6k/s1600-h/IMG_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206420247585905362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SEDroWDCWtI/AAAAAAAAAmg/k-30gpSaa6k/s400/IMG_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The best PE teacher in MJ and our principal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I find this picture so cute! Just like SR Nathan on the pick-up during National Day Parade. Except it's now a Vespa instead of a pick-up, she's giving the thumbs up instead of doing the pageant wave and on one hand she's holding colourful balloons. Something I hope our President would do during upcoming parades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6616449339249470597?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6616449339249470597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6616449339249470597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6616449339249470597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6616449339249470597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-pe-teacher-in-mj-and-our-principal.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SEDroWDCWtI/AAAAAAAAAmg/k-30gpSaa6k/s72-c/IMG_0212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4047504244988861193</id><published>2008-05-31T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:03:56.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Read previous post before reading this...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I HAVE STUPID FRIENDS! but its okay korang we can all be stupid together :) i nearly forgot how it was like to be in jc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nas, yasmin ahmad is not from tk as much as suzanne ho is not from mexico."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taken from Nad's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you forgot, this was what I wrote 5 months ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in a the lecture theatre where they were showing a news clipping with Suzanne Ho as the newsreader and I was sitting in between Nad and Azy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad&lt;/strong&gt;(proudly): Eh, Suzanne Ho from my school tau.&lt;br /&gt;What i heard: Eh, Suzzane Ho from Mexico tau. (and hence, wondering why she said that proudly..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 seconds later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh Nas, Suzanne Ho from my secondary school tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't bluff!! Nad just told me she was from Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; Nad! What rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising my mistake, I just kept quiet and let the 2 of them continue bickering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4047504244988861193?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4047504244988861193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4047504244988861193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4047504244988861193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4047504244988861193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-stupid-friends-but-its-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5149657302090963149</id><published>2008-05-31T11:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:28:26.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY, 25th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I went to send back my grandmother to her place in Tampines. After that me, my mum and my sis wanted to go shopping for clothes. And it's a shame that we remember the names of the places that we wanted to go by remembering the names of the hawker centres located there because one is called Afghanistan and the other, Istanbul. Cos here's what happened when we flagged a taxi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mum:&lt;/strong&gt; Uncle, can go Afghanistan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taxi Driver:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh? Go where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mum:&lt;/strong&gt; Afghanistan! Near, Istanbul there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taxi Driver:&lt;/strong&gt; Errr... Sorry ah. My taxi cannot fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse... After we explained to the driver and he finally understood where we wanted to go, he pointed to the building next to where we flagged the taxi and said, "Oh, you mean there is it?" So he drove us there, we paid him $3.10 (that's how near it is!) and got out of his taxi grinning sheepishly. So embarassing... Plus, we just wasted $3.20! It's like paying to get humiliated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went home, took my brother and cabbed down to Aloha Loyang where we volunteered to help my aunt with her barbeque cum class gathering event. I was in charge of the barbeque pit. For a first timer I think I did okay... Only a fifth of the chickens got burnt! So at the end of the day, I smelled like charcoal and was feeling a little guilty cos a fifth of my aunt's guests were carcinogenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY, 27th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I went to eat at Hei Sushi at Downtown East with Khairyn and Lisda after which Aqilah joined us and we watched Ayat-ayat Cinta. It was a beautiful movie and at the end of the show we were all pretty smitten with Fahri! But beyond that, the movie manages to capture the essence of Islam and portrays it in such a beautiful manner that I wish everyone, who has ever questioned and doubted Islam, would watch it. We were all pretty enlightened after watching it except Aqilah who was the only one who managed to point out every single flaw in the movie! Aqilah, I think you should work for moviemistakes.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY, 28th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Lunch at Hei Sushi again! I must make a mental note not to introduce and rave about food places to my friends anymore because then, they all seem to want to eat there! Haiii...the cons of being so influential. But I don't mind spending more money if it means that I get to spend time with my beloved NYP peeps! It was kind of an unofficial sending-off lunch for me. It ended with Lina trying to trick me into singing and dancing to the 'Hei Sushi' song because according to her, we would get 10% discount this way. Haha! I guess it was her last chance to humiliate me and she was getting desperate. Lina Lina.... Don't worry ok? Somehow, I will surely manage to humiliate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, all of you who are holding on the pictures! Email them to me okay? Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY, 29th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Robinson's Sale at EXPO with Nad and Azy. We collectively put all the items that we wanted to buy into this huge, ugly, silver bag with wheels which me and Nad took turns to pull. We played the Who-Can-Hit-More-Legs-With-The-Ugly-Bag game and I won 4-3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met Khadijah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khadijah:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello korang! Eh, you know what?? I just met Yasmin Ahmad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, is that your friend from TKGS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khadijah:&lt;/strong&gt; NO LAH! She is the director of Sepet! The story is actually about her, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azy:&lt;/strong&gt; What, that she is sepet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh my god. I have stupid friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, coming from the girl who once said, "I love fried food but I HATE oily food" is really a slap in the face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5149657302090963149?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5149657302090963149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5149657302090963149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5149657302090963149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5149657302090963149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-25th-may-2008-i-went-to-send.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1218214162775424381</id><published>2008-05-27T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:00:18.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Things I am going to miss about NYP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Those pijak-able toddlers from the in-house childcare centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Wondering whether I'm going to see Fa(riq or dhil) in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The library cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The I-want-to-pee sensation whenever I walk pass the fountains. And NYP has ALOT of fountains! Luckily, it has alot of toilets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Gossipping about Cocky-Cocky You-You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I am NOT going to miss about NYP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Teachers poking my face in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Choking half to death on the way into campus every morning from all those people smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Trying to act as though I care about physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1218214162775424381?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1218214162775424381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1218214162775424381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1218214162775424381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1218214162775424381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-i-am-going-to-miss-about-nyp-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1812520054784335462</id><published>2008-05-27T22:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:50:24.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasirah Mansor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proud NYPian (14th April - 26th May 2008)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205061689300638402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwYB2DCWsI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Og4YnY5oBWA/s400/DSC07271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205061530386848434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwX4mDCWrI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ddT87VyZQjY/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205061203969333922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwXlmDCWqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Jd7e2m_3T64/s400/n616863292_508475_3449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205061066530380434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwXdmDCWpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ebd7HPlDF0w/s400/Orientation2%252B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205060916206525058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwXU2DCWoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/FpnoIzxdG-I/s400/Orientation4%252B034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye, my lovely friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will be sorely missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm very sure this is what I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But for someone that will be getting what she wants, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am strangely sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I have to leave all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I can have it both ways and need not choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, that's not how it works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, I will always be your Togemon, Bibik Anode and Miss Pots.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1812520054784335462?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1812520054784335462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1812520054784335462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1812520054784335462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1812520054784335462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/nasirah-mansor-proud-nypian-14th-april.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwYB2DCWsI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Og4YnY5oBWA/s72-c/DSC07271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-960022238301888310</id><published>2008-05-24T20:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:08:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY, 24th May 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205054473755581042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwRd2DCWnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/lelPdYvEzn0/s400/n546313921_593606_6950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love weddings so I was very excited when another sibling of a fellow PBMA got hitched! This time it was Nadh's eldest brother. It was a very nice wedding with a Balinese setting. We wanted to take a picture with the bride and groom but they kept running away from us! I must admit we ended up looking quite stupid all huddled under a tree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Takper takper! Nanti boleh photoshop in the bride and groom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without all these weddings, somehow, PBMA feels.....incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205054344906562146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwRWWDCWmI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9G_uB-XkEYw/s400/n715308392_355441_3649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205054220352510546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwRPGDCWlI/AAAAAAAAAlg/OhBliW2raAQ/s400/n679792363_317905_4773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fariq's brother's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205054082913557058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwRHGDCWkI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S3c9r1b7eqA/s400/n1019359707_30019357_9820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205053966949440050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwRAWDCWjI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/D9Y9Xn4DK_U/s400/n1019359707_30019361_2766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hashir's brother's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205053820920551970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwQ32DCWiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Omwm5PX495Y/s400/47b7ce05b3127cce98548a93093200000037100AbOWLlw4aOGLg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lisda's sister's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-960022238301888310?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/960022238301888310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=960022238301888310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/960022238301888310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/960022238301888310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/saturday-24th-may-2008-i-love-weddings.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDwRd2DCWnI/AAAAAAAAAlw/lelPdYvEzn0/s72-c/n546313921_593606_6950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8952742780011923770</id><published>2008-05-23T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:24:43.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"DON'T TOUCH THAT BREAD! THAT'S FLORK POSS!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Besok kat skolah Kak Ela kena choose major."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wah best nyer! Choose meja yang kat belakang-belakang k?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you watch Anak-anak Sidek?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"YES! And you are just like Misbon."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Miss Bone? Oh, you mean Anak-anak Sidek is an English cartoon?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Nas, Nas... I really, really wonder how your brain works..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It doesn't."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8952742780011923770?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8952742780011923770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8952742780011923770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8952742780011923770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8952742780011923770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/nas-nas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5654965808007798466</id><published>2008-05-21T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:15:02.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God works in mysterious ways. If there is one thing you hate, that will be the thing that has the annoying penchant of happening. I'm not complaining though...Maybe to a certain degree lah but it's all just... CUBAAN (ala P.Ramlee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tell you why.. This month alone I have to go through 5 excruciating interviews! 2 of them next week so technically, 3 excruciating interviews and 2 gonna-be-excruciating interviews. And i really, really, really hate interviews. Just ask Nad and Azy. If i have an interview today, i would worry about it one week before. And on the day itself, i couldn't eat and couldn't concentrate on lessons. And Nad and Azy had to endure being my pretend interviewers. Haha! Sorry guys! After that, i repaid their kindness by not paying attention to what they said cos i was too worried. Again, sorry guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To top it off, i have 4 tests next week! 4 tests! Did i mention that we have 4 tests? Well let me just repeat the horrendousness that is next week... 4 FREAKING TESTS! I know i went on quite a bit about me hating interviews but hating tests is self-explanatory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;On the bright side, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MJ WON SOCCER FINALS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202810315183817266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDQYan5FAjI/AAAAAAAAAkw/_Gx5aVGjAts/s400/47b7ce02b3127cce98548aff425200000037100AbOWLlw4aOGLg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so this picture was so last year but it's okay as long as you're FEELING THE MERIDIAN MIGHT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But let me get one thing straight though.. The year before we entered MJ, MJ won the title. For the 2 years we were in MJ, screaming our lungs out for some soccer mats we don't even like but had to do so in the name of school spirit, we lost. And now that we are out, MJ won again! What's up with that man! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I wished i could have gone down to the stadium today! I love watching soccer matches because &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) I get to scream like nobody's business&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) from where i'm sitting, the soccer players are real tiny! So i get to imagine them as 22 cockroaches chasing a saga seed. (Hey, a girl must find a way to entertain herself during a match!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;c) I get to hit those hard and long balloons which produce one of the most annoying sounds in the world. I especially love hitting them at people's faces. And then using them to poke the people in front. And when the match is over, i get to throw it down and hit the people sitting below. Woohoo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d) No school the next day! So i can spend the whole day...studying. (What a sad little life i led...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And people think i care about the match. Who cares about those tiny mats killing grass? Most of the time I was asking Nad and Azy about the buildings and the swimming complex next to the stadium. And when i'm not sight-seeing, i'll be trying to shoot the VJ counterparts with my imaginary gun and i actually believed that this would help our chances. That is until, you know, we lost. But the point is, i really think it worked because 2 years later, we won!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5654965808007798466?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5654965808007798466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5654965808007798466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5654965808007798466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5654965808007798466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-works-in-mysterious-ways.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SDQYan5FAjI/AAAAAAAAAkw/_Gx5aVGjAts/s72-c/47b7ce02b3127cce98548aff425200000037100AbOWLlw4aOGLg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3288415101920595631</id><published>2008-05-17T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:11:00.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC3KIn5FAiI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ra7WGu2-vo/s1600-h/convo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201035394178941474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC3KIn5FAiI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ra7WGu2-vo/s400/convo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zakiah taught me how to 'Print Screen'. It was a failed attempt the 1st time round. You can see for yourself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3288415101920595631?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3288415101920595631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3288415101920595631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3288415101920595631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3288415101920595631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC3KIn5FAiI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ra7WGu2-vo/s72-c/convo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1809077939063683462</id><published>2008-05-17T00:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T01:09:56.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201012983039590834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC21wH5FAbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/x06OhGzikzA/s400/SP_A0577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The day it rained and we were stuck in the pavilion. Sounds romantic but thing is, I was stuck with Saba Tak Sabar, Ain Berangin and Zakiah Menyampah. So, romantic? Not so much. Company? One of the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201014524932850114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC23J35FAcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_pkVLVPkfyc/s400/SP_A0576.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day me and Saba studiously studied while these 2 sleepily slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201014941544677842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC23iH5FAdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/odZ7uElxc0U/s400/SP_A0559.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day Zakiah was confused as to why her answer was zero. "Zakiah! You Answer minus Answer, of course zero lah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201015456940753378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC24AH5FAeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/SSKyWMq6LnY/s400/SP_A0563.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The day I was unfortunate enough to have come across this colourful, grinning skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201015779063300594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC24S35FAfI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/dp8M7RxLbIE/s400/SP_A0562.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;But the skull was nothing to this. I fell asleep while reading the Martini textbook and of all the thousand pages in the book, I fell asleep on this page!!! Imagine how I felt when i woke up and the first thing I saw was this! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So now you understand why I only read my physics textbook after 10 pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, I had my very first X-ray exposure today and this is what i exposed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201016642351727106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC25FH5FAgI/AAAAAAAAAkY/0pQ9yJRgMCs/s400/SP_A0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While dipping the film in the alkaline developer, i didn't realise I was dipping my sleeve as well. So I ended up smelling like ammonia for the rest of the day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201016938704470546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC25WX5FAhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Nd1lb-16nkM/s400/SP_A0583.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Clare's X-rayed chicken which i really really hope she didn't eat after that. I prefer my chickens barbequed than x-rayed anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1809077939063683462?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1809077939063683462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1809077939063683462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1809077939063683462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1809077939063683462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-it-rained-and-we-were-stuck-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SC21wH5FAbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/x06OhGzikzA/s72-c/SP_A0577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6498637999251467121</id><published>2008-05-09T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:20:16.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY, 9th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is definitely not bliss! Now i'm like the butt of almost all the jokes in school. Just because i thought 'smoother' is an Indian word! But nevermind lah..i'm quite used to it. Besides, no one will take my words seriously so i can criticise without feeling guilty. That's the very thin, almost negligible silver lining, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Some random conversations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can I just say 'SHHHH' loudly? I can't stand the noise already!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No don't! You don't know the rules here in poly. Maybe the library are talkable."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I mean, the library can be talked in."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How about, 'You are allowed to talk in the library'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Haiyah same thing!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Go that toilet. That's the cleanest toilet!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why would i want to go to the cleaner's toilet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't you want to go to the cleanest toilet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"NO!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okaaaay..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i just discovered my favourite indian sweetmeats....GULAB JAMUN! Thing is, i can never get the name right so it was quite embarassing when ordering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I looove jilab gunam!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Gulab jamun!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Where's my jalib gumam?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GULAB JAMUN!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst had to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want jilat gayung!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Gayung mana kau nak jilat?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but i have spoonerisms! It's not my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and today, Nad, Azy, Khad, Baya, Sabarina and I went to Naked Fish Shoppe! Thanks guys for coming ALL the way to Yio Chu Kang and thanks Saba for waiting till 3pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was also the day i got to know how it feels like to walk around in total darkness. For practical lesson today, we got to go into the darkroom. You know, the place you have to go if you have to manually develop photos or X-ray film...It was REALLY scary not to be able to see anything! The walls were totally black and there wasn't a single source of light. AT ALL. So we ended up groping the walls (actually, groping each other, more like) to make our way through the winding passageway. At one point of time, i was suay enough to be standing right beside the light switch. Suddenly, there was a hand poking my face and i realised it was my teacher trying to switch on the lights. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6498637999251467121?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6498637999251467121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6498637999251467121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6498637999251467121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6498637999251467121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-9th-may-2008-ignorance-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6117848734981708159</id><published>2008-04-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:49:26.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my dearest Hershey-losing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Azy Wuzzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193935433586698130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBSQwhk_55I/AAAAAAAAAjo/V5QAc_qY5Lw/s400/SDC10454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sempena&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Azy punye hari jadi,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Camera Nad super blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kesian Azy.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193850105471428402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBRDJxk_5zI/AAAAAAAAAi4/95Mg1FfrkFk/s400/SDC10467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We spent the day at.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193850492018485074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBRDgRk_51I/AAAAAAAAAjI/rQocpJ8E-Bs/s400/SDC10461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the Tan Tock Seng branch cos Azy's a staff there and there was 50% off that day! Woohoo! It's like taking advantage of the birthday girl seh. Sorry Azy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning:&lt;/strong&gt; The next picture is an incomplete one. The birthday girl herself was found to be missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193850251500316482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBRDSRk_50I/AAAAAAAAAjA/86fYzxuBgMs/s400/SDC10465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We come in 3's. ('We come in peace'. Get it? HAHA!) But each sold separately. Senior citizens not included. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Azy, where were you!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6117848734981708159?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6117848734981708159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6117848734981708159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6117848734981708159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6117848734981708159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-dearest-hershey-losing-azy-wuzzy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBSQwhk_55I/AAAAAAAAAjo/V5QAc_qY5Lw/s72-c/SDC10454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1025057487581054369</id><published>2008-04-27T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:53:53.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A DAY IN SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920302416914306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBSC_xk_54I/AAAAAAAAAjg/dtCwwqoBb-M/s400/SP_A0553.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet Michelle, Aqilah and the closest thing to a cadaver we've come across. So far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920001769203570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBSCuRk_53I/AAAAAAAAAjY/Ich73Fu850A/s400/SP_A0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lina (don't ask me what she's doing) and Mr. Maigata Iso Pern. More commonly known as Mr. My Gut Is Open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919675351689058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBSCbRk_52I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aqAFVYXpTaA/s400/SP_A0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila, you crazy blood-waster you! But for what it's worth, you have cute red blood cells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you are sick, doctors will touch the area behind your ear right? Can anybody tell me what is he feeling for?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pulse!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tonsils!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lymph node!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HAIR!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1025057487581054369?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1025057487581054369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1025057487581054369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1025057487581054369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1025057487581054369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-in-school-meet-michelle-aqilah-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SBSC_xk_54I/AAAAAAAAAjg/dtCwwqoBb-M/s72-c/SP_A0553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7917725895133853546</id><published>2008-04-25T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:01:09.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from Lisda and i just have to put it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Beng - NEW STUFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng bought a new mobile. He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book &amp;amp; said,&lt;br /&gt;"My Mobile No. Has changed. Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610"&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : I am a Proud, coz my son is in Medical College .&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Really, what is he studying.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are Studying him.&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.&lt;br /&gt;DR: Take this tablet, you will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : If I die, will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : No, I'll also stay with your sister.&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : People consider me as a "GOD"&lt;br /&gt;Wife: How do you know??&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : When I went to the Park today, everybody said, Oh GOD! U have come again.&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng complained to the police: "Sir, all items are missing, except the TV in my house."&lt;br /&gt;Police: "How come the thief did not take TV?"&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : "I was watching TV news..."&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng comes back to his car &amp;amp; find a note saying "Parking Fine" He Writes a note and sticks it to a pole "Thanks for complement."&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;How do you recognize Ah Beng in School?&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases the board.&lt;br /&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;Once Ah Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other. So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it would be hot.&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng in a bar and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and says "Hello, how did you know I was here?"&lt;br /&gt;===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Why are all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man : This is a race, the winner will get the cup&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?===================================================&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I killed a person.", convert this sentence into future tense&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : The future tense is "you will go to jail"&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng told his servant: "Go and water the plants!"&lt;br /&gt;Servant: "It's already raining."&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : "So what? Take an umbrella and go."&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;A man asked Ah Beng why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the evening and not in the morning. Ah Beng replied Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7917725895133853546?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7917725895133853546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7917725895133853546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7917725895133853546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7917725895133853546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-this-from-lisda-and-i-just-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1194232326297655513</id><published>2008-04-23T16:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:03:40.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a day like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192357922163648226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SA72BRk_5uI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/wBBIij_fKms/s400/SP_A0538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... I thought it would be fun to challenge my brother to a Push-pop challenge! This is one of the rarer games where the more you suck, the better you are. The blue one's mine so obviously, i lost. Contrary to popular belief, I do not suck that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192360632288012066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SA74fBk_5yI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Lqlcw_ckAts/s400/SP_A0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and i finally got my laptop skin and i love it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192359025970243314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SA73Bhk_5vI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NuByU7YDFUw/s400/SP_A0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1194232326297655513?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1194232326297655513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1194232326297655513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1194232326297655513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1194232326297655513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-day-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SA72BRk_5uI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/wBBIij_fKms/s72-c/SP_A0538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6169211074407722076</id><published>2008-04-23T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:37:35.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Is that a new couple?"&lt;br /&gt;'"Yup"&lt;br /&gt;"How are they?"&lt;br /&gt;"They have weird pet names for each other including 'noisy bitch' and 'sick bastard'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6169211074407722076?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6169211074407722076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6169211074407722076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6169211074407722076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6169211074407722076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-that-new-couple-yup-how-are-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7115119391963952757</id><published>2008-04-20T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:29:11.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man! I accidentally deleted the post about my school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) School is great! There were more than a few familiar faces. But mostly, it's great because i get to study. Which is something i thought i would NEVER say. Even if it's quantum physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) School is not so great when it comes to cutting up cadavers though. I'm going to find out Islam's view on this. By finding out, I meant waiting for Zakiah to research and giving me the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 1 week has passed and i'm already known as 'the merepek one'. I thought i could start afresh. You know, new school, new friends. But i guess it was wishful thinking on my part cos i forgot Zakiah is here. She, who told all the Malay boys in secondary school about my embarassing escapades. She, who goes one step further and publicise them on Facebook. So i kinda give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Oh we met &lt;strong&gt;HAIZAD IMRAN&lt;/strong&gt; in the canteen!!!! I'm guessing his taking an advanced dip. He looks so cute laughing with his friends. And his hair is back to its normal colour and not like the hideous one he sported in Zero Downpayment. When i was walking past him i wanted to feign a faint so that he could nurse me back to health. Luckily my dignity knocked me hard in the head and shouted (shrilly-ly, i might add), "HELLO?!" just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I guess i CAN remember most of the stuff i wrote previously. Well i shouldn't be surprised cos i have a penchant for remembering stupid, meaningless and unworthy-of-my-brain-space stuffs. Right, everyone i know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7115119391963952757?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7115119391963952757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7115119391963952757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7115119391963952757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7115119391963952757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-man-i-accidentally-deleted-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7530269219159453823</id><published>2008-04-13T20:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:38:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY, 13th April 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i spent the day with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189386495226919298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARnhdo1uYI/AAAAAAAAAho/kIAU5c2DqJU/s400/SDC10356.jpg" border="0" /&gt; At Changi Airport. Kinda like a bacholerette party but instead of entering married life, they are sending me off into school life! And instead of hiring strippers, we were the whores instead. But don't get me wrong! We were the socially acceptable whores because all we do is cam-whore. So anyway, I can't wait for school to start because i don't think my brain can stand another minute of rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189386319133260146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARnXNo1uXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Qid0m6rVbM8/s400/SDC10336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Eh wah! This picture is so vintage!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What i was thinking but didn't dare say out loud because Nad was within slapping distance of me, "Yup, just like the skytrains in those villages back in the 50's..." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189386224643979618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARnRto1uWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/HzVI_ANdZes/s400/SDC10358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At Coffee Bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189386112974829906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARnLNo1uVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ICQTjxgch2E/s400/SDC10333.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;While waiting for the skytrain, we took advantage of the gorgeous lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189385984125811010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARnDto1uUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-3fM-y527m4/s400/SDC10362.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"OMG, this is just like art."&lt;br /&gt;"Yup, art that will definitely NOT sell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189385752197577010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARm2No1uTI/AAAAAAAAAhA/BpgPLmp7Kyg/s400/SDC10398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are not hiring strippers for my bachelorette party, might as well use the pole and pretend to be sailors. Yang terus sekali tak menjadi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as if this wasn't embarassing enough, Nad ans Azy were singing : "A sailor went to sea sea sea to see what he could see see see. " Loudly and more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188705605471549730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SAH8Qdo1uSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zUPEU9LN4D4/s400/SDC10377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188705158794950930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SAH72do1uRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/N4PlnCWFxtc/s400/SDC10381.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ok this picture was candid. Azy was VERY quick with the camera. This was when we were both astunnished (Nad's new word) by some loud rumbling noises. Later we realised it was just buses. So jakun you know..Just look at Nad's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188698823718189314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SAH2Fto1uQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/L3Rs5PbqT-I/s400/SDC10396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nad decided to join Azy and me in our pole-dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7530269219159453823?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7530269219159453823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7530269219159453823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7530269219159453823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7530269219159453823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-13th-april-2008-today-i-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARnhdo1uYI/AAAAAAAAAho/kIAU5c2DqJU/s72-c/SDC10356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-654635064582297565</id><published>2008-04-11T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:20:55.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY, 11th April 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was orientation, NUS interview and PBMA barbeque day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 86 in the morning. Usually it will take around 20-30 minutes for me to reach yio chu kang. But today is special. Just for me, the bus was caught in 4 different jams on its route from Sengang to Yio Chu Kang. So a journey that would normally take 30 minutes became.....ONE HOUR AND FORTY FREAKING MINUTES! And it didn't help that i was sitting beside this man who was clearly worried about being late for work and he kept adjusting his tie...I wanted to rip his tie off!!! Either that or choke him to death with it. That's when i realised you don't have to be a driver to experience road rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worst, the admin people from NUS called and said my interview slot is now at 1045 instead of 1215. So to recap....&lt;br /&gt;Me, stuck in a jam in the middle of nowhere and can't get down. Orientation starts at 8.30. It was already 8.50. Meanwhile, i still dunno how on earth i am going to get to NUS by 1015. And Mr. Worried beside me was still yanking his tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lazy to continue and it still physically hurts me to talk about it. So let's just say, everything turn out fine. Even the interview. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then i went home and was feeling damn excited about the barbeque later. BUT i forgot that i had tuition at 6 pm!!! Until my mom reminded me. But i was SO sad because there was no way i could make it to the bbq. I decided to try my luck and call all 4 parents to see whether they can send them 1 hour earlier. And they agreed!!! But i was still late for the bbq because of the stupid 965 which was VERY slow. And becase i got lost again (damn you, night-blindness!) i couldn't buy the one tiny thing Lisda asked me to: Matchsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARt6do1ucI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vHAbgy2zpmE/s1600-h/n546313921_504593_933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189393521793415618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARt6do1ucI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vHAbgy2zpmE/s400/n546313921_504593_933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Survivors. The ones that OUTLAST. OUTWIT and OUTPLAY don't matter in this case. But technically, i didn't 'survive' anything because i came at 8.10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARt2do1ubI/AAAAAAAAAiA/e3-ly67L-3g/s1600-h/n546313921_504591_6865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189393453073938866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARt2do1ubI/AAAAAAAAAiA/e3-ly67L-3g/s400/n546313921_504591_6865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very tired NS boys. And the very happy Fariq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARtt9o1uaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/u9qSFrbEzcc/s1600-h/n546313921_504577_3041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189393307045050786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARtt9o1uaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/u9qSFrbEzcc/s400/n546313921_504577_3041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at Fariq's schizo fingers! On one hand it is normal, on the other....Let's just say he puts a whole new meaning to giving the 'twist'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARtpdo1uZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7bZg90nd7Yk/s1600-h/n546313921_504572_8653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189393229735639442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARtpdo1uZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7bZg90nd7Yk/s400/n546313921_504572_8653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organisers and the Sheng Shiong lovers. To quote Aqilah (a.k.a Honey Queen): "They have everything Nasirah. EVERYTHING!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i bet they learnt one thing: Never go rock-climbing before organising a bbq. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Lisda's words "Penat nak mampos seh!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fadhil didnt have to say anything. Just look at his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-654635064582297565?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/654635064582297565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=654635064582297565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/654635064582297565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/654635064582297565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/friday-11th-april-2008-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/SARt6do1ucI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vHAbgy2zpmE/s72-c/n546313921_504593_933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2880566029325673416</id><published>2008-04-08T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:11:41.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When Americans have nothing to do, they protest over stupid stuffs. Well who am i to call people stupid? But i will proceed to tell you what they did and you be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red-heads in America are protesting against the popular fast-food chain, Wendy's. Because of their logo which they believe is an unfair protrayal of red-heads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186904540529762482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_uWMr4jILI/AAAAAAAAAgg/BU9ph-Sumjg/s400/wendys_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the protest they actually said things like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Our faces are not straight white-chalky. We do have some pigment."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"HEY HEY HO HO, RACIST MASCOT'S GOTTA GO!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"GIVE WENDY SOME PIGMENT!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"NO PIGTAILS! NO PIGTAILS! NO PIGTAILS!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the video of the protest if you do actually want to see it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FoPmd_wc7s8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think it's a REAL protest. Just something for fun. Which is why i said it is time-wasting. But i realised there is something more time-wasting than this and that is searching for "protest" at YouTube and then blogging about it. Oh, and those of you who just watched the aboved video, congratulations, you too, have just wasted your time. Wanna go all out and protest against Ronald?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2880566029325673416?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2880566029325673416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2880566029325673416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2880566029325673416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2880566029325673416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-americans-have-nothing-to-do-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_uWMr4jILI/AAAAAAAAAgg/BU9ph-Sumjg/s72-c/wendys_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6393097062410913322</id><published>2008-04-08T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T12:32:10.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rivervale Mall is having a massive book sale! All 2nd hand books selling from $1-$10. Average 4 bucks! And they are all in good condition. Of course me and my sis went crazy and we were so enthused abt the books we forgot to buy the one thing we came to the mall for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of my buys! Until I saw what my sis bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this is what i bought:&lt;br /&gt;1) 4 SVU books&lt;br /&gt;2) 1 Two Of A Kind book&lt;br /&gt;3) 1 BabySitters Club Mystery Special&lt;br /&gt;4) 3-in-1 Horror Special by R.L Stine&lt;br /&gt;5) 1 Goosebumps 3-in-1 Special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sis bought:&lt;br /&gt;1) Roald Dahl Short Stories&lt;br /&gt;2) Village By The Sea&lt;br /&gt;3) Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;br /&gt;4) The Little Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what i mean? But i tried defending myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm much younger than her what! So can lah!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, but that doesn't change the fact that you are 19 Nas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6393097062410913322?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6393097062410913322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6393097062410913322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6393097062410913322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6393097062410913322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/rivervale-mall-is-having-massive-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-5204795153975530061</id><published>2008-04-08T11:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T12:09:48.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUSBANDS OF THE YEAR AWARDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honourable mention for the UK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_ruKb4jIKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IXKogLoy1lw/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186719783921590434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_ruKb4jIKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IXKogLoy1lw/s400/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....followed closely by the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rt3b4jIJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Jmybtvwd0xE/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186719457504075922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rt3b4jIJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Jmybtvwd0xE/s400/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and then Poland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rtqL4jIII/AAAAAAAAAgI/mmEioqnXyD8/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186719229870809218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rtqL4jIII/AAAAAAAAAgI/mmEioqnXyD8/s400/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd place has to go to Greece...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186718942108000370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rtZb4jIHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/rM9ccAC3Q7s/s400/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Runner-up award goes to Serbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186718808964014178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rtRr4jIGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/g5_aMfljOYQ/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the winner has to go to...IRELAND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gotta love the Irish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186718624280420434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_rtG74jIFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Tlb4ZTat6pY/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are true romantics..Look, he's even holding her hand!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got it from a forwarded email. But i had to put this up here cos it goes so well with my 'Guys are as shallow as the water in my toilet bowl' motto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-5204795153975530061?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/5204795153975530061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=5204795153975530061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5204795153975530061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/5204795153975530061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/husbands-of-year-awards-honourable.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_ruKb4jIKI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IXKogLoy1lw/s72-c/untitled7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1464204132934642266</id><published>2008-04-07T15:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:33:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For breakfast I had Honey Stars and then felt really sick! Like stomach flu sick. Don't get me wrong. They are still the tastiest stars in the universe. I think it's something I must've ate last night. :( But it's okay because i think my room is very clean now cos whenever i'm sick, i clean. What better way to get rid of germs and viruses in your body than to get rid of germs and rubbish in your room right? (Doesn't seems to make much sense but i'm sick. So, excusable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186404498962325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nPab4jIEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9iCTAT1AZKc/s400/SP_A0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i finally managed to clean it! And the only way is by throwing out alot of stuffs. Mostly expired products and empty bottles. It's still not Monica Geller-clean but at least it's clutter-free. As long as i can reach the stuffs at the back without the other stuffs toppling then i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186403768817885234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nOv74jIDI/AAAAAAAAAfg/s9i6pcU3eLo/s400/SP_A0514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And i found this: My first authentic watch given to me by my uncle after PSLE results. I took it out of the case only to find that the straps broke into 3 parts! I only used it 3 times in my life. Gosh! And then when i wanted to put it back in the case, the other side of the strap broke into 2. :( So hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186403390860763170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nOZ74jICI/AAAAAAAAAfY/i2noKJK5Z2Y/s400/SP_A0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about cleaning out your drawers and shelves and closets is when you find treasures. You know, stuffs you thought you lost. Stuffs you never knew you had. Stuffs you bought and then forgotten all about it. That's what happened! I've been looking for this bag all over the place and i finally found it! It's a 'Frankfurt am Main' printed bag but i bought it in Munich. That's why it's very special. Sounds weird but then again, I AM weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186403287781548050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nOT74jIBI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QtV2SjYNf0s/s400/SP_A0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can't believe i found this! I always collect all my plane tickets and these were missing. I remembered i kept calling my brother "Muhammadir" for quite some time even when we got back to Singapore. Nothing beats pissing off your brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nOML4jIAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PYJJpZqyy9E/s1600-h/SP_A0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186403154637561858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nOML4jIAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/PYJJpZqyy9E/s400/SP_A0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this bag where we kept ALL our receipts from ALL the stores we bought stuff from. Not to keep tabs on our spending but as souveneirs. Pathetic? I think so. But i so remembered this shop. "Sir Save A Lot". Our favourite shop! It's like ValueDollar or the One.99 Shop only the people there are more creative with their shop names. I saw one shop selling papers and it's called "HOLY SHEET".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186403034378477554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nOFL4jH_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/qNPeOxCQgBo/s400/SP_A0515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next part is the BEST part. Cards from very special people for my 18th birthday! Don't worry! These were not accidentally found. I knew they were there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186402703665995730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nNx74jH9I/AAAAAAAAAew/jbjMLNcukNo/s400/SP_A0528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"....We've known each other for about 4 years already! Soon, our Alevels will come and it reminds me of the time we studied at the cafe at Chengsan CC for our O'levels. And there's also Galilee. And tuition at your house...So fun!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Khairyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Khairyn's message was full of emotion and nostalgia. Hai.... But it's true we always had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"You redefine the meaning of a friend. Need I say more? -Your cute and lovable laughing kaki, &lt;strong&gt;Zakiah"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So short. So sweet. So Zakiah. Especially the last part. hahaha. I hope i redefine in a good way though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186402583406911426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nNq74jH8I/AAAAAAAAAeo/GAs_UIRXrO0/s400/SP_A0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"...I wanted it to represent our childhood and the times we spent doing stupid things and having stupid fights. We've been so close since young till now... and i wish to never stop doing that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Hajar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww. It's so true! From when we were 4 or 5 we will always have sleepovers. Our sleepovers last time was so fun! We will stay up until 4am watching movies or just talking and eating our favourite AirHeads. Now, we mostly have study marathons when we have sleepovers but we ALWAYS have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186402476032729010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nNkr4jH7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/eEBiL9l9ETY/s400/SP_A0530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nN974jH-I/AAAAAAAAAe4/ha4sydmiCoo/s1600-h/SP_A0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I'm glad we've kept this friendship of ours going. Maybe a huge part of it is due to the fact that we share the same interests, passions and goals. But as the saying goes, it's not about the common things that we share but also about respecting each other's differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;....Till then, to more years of studying bawah block together, movies together, shopping together and more!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Syaza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:):) There's nothing better than having your study buddy, movie partner, shopping and gossip kaki all rolled into one. That's why i'm glad i have my Syaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186402351478677410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nNdb4jH6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/FqyJi80Sogs/s400/SP_A0529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;06S501.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"NasPants, we love you as much as i'm a SCHIZO!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Nad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Nas (she drew a pair of PANTS), Halal Trinity wouldn't be the same without you. Heck, it wouldn't even BE a trinity. Thank you for layan-ing Nad for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Azy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Hey Nas Pants! Azy stole my pants!..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Bev&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote down the 1st three. The rest are JUST AS IMPORTANT to me but i'm getting drowsy from the medicine. Pardon me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1464204132934642266?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1464204132934642266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1464204132934642266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1464204132934642266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1464204132934642266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_nPab4jIEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9iCTAT1AZKc/s72-c/SP_A0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-6791135684526713524</id><published>2008-04-03T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:17:43.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With the help of my dad, I set up my very own studio for my BodyShop products. Actually it was my dad's idea. I'm more of a handphone camera kind of person. Take a look....(it's okay if you laugh. I did too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184696257324719986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_O9xr4jH3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/Vgt5HGsiEZo/s400/SP_A0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After a few hours it started to get dark outside and we couldnt use the camera'a flash cos it's too glaring. So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184696115590799202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_O9pb4jH2I/AAAAAAAAAd4/iqRPCwSpZdg/s400/SP_A0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the results! Drumroll please......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184696983174193026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_O-b74jH4I/AAAAAAAAAeI/O8UdvvPJjKw/s400/IMG_7421m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184697189332623250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_O-n74jH5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/B0HOgtnrUro/s400/whitemusklotion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not too bad if i do say so myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-6791135684526713524?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6791135684526713524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=6791135684526713524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6791135684526713524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/6791135684526713524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-help-of-my-dad-i-set-up-my-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R_O9xr4jH3I/AAAAAAAAAeA/Vgt5HGsiEZo/s72-c/SP_A0506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8932716038601959235</id><published>2008-04-03T00:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:03:26.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the day when my idioticity shone to its maximum potential. A little more idiotness (up to date, I have created 2 nouns and I'm strangely proud of that) and I will give Mr Bean a run for his money. Normal people would feel shameful about telling people their idiotic moments but not me cos everybody already knows I'm an idiot. So that's me...idiotic and shameless. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Zakiah went for our medical check-up at Woodlands Civic Centre. It went hideously wrong. Hideously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When taking my weight, the person asked me to face the door. I looked at the door and it was open. So i was confused because facing the door when it is open and facing it when it is closed are 2 different directions altogether.&lt;br /&gt;So i asked the nurse, "When it is closed or opened?"&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: What?&lt;br /&gt;Me: The door. Face it when it is closed or open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave up and just pointed to where i should face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave me a stick with different coloured squares on it and told me to, "Go and pee."&lt;br /&gt;I stood there waiting for the cup but they didnt give me anything.&lt;br /&gt;So i had to ask, "Can I have the cup please?"&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: What cup?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr.. For me to pee in. *Sheepish grin*&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Oh, no need cup!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then pee where?!!&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: TOILET LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know to pee over the stick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came back, she asked me, "Any history of fits?"&lt;br /&gt;What i heard was, "Are you really fit?"&lt;br /&gt;So i answered, "Ermmm, i think so but not very lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the blood test station, I was all shaking and nervous because i do have a sight case of haemophobia. (I nearly died watching Sweeney Todd) I guess the nurse noticed and asked me how I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I said, " Ok tapi takot ah. Tak suka darah."&lt;br /&gt;After I answered her a few times in Malay, she finally told me she's Filipino and didnt understand a word i was saying. Thanks man! You could have told me earlier and not make me feel like a total idiot (although i think it's already 19 years too late). And as if she was afraid I didnt believe she's Filipino, her nametag reads "Maria".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other stupid moments i had but i think it's too difficult to describe in words. For more details, please do not hesitate to ask me in person. Better yet, ask Zakiah. She was there and there's no one better at hyping up the whole Nas-is-an-idiot thing. Well she and let's not forget Lisda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8932716038601959235?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8932716038601959235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8932716038601959235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8932716038601959235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8932716038601959235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/yesterday-was-day-when-my-idioticity.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7619179400763973948</id><published>2008-04-03T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:27:39.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really, really ('hate' will be a very strong word so...) dislike my grandmother. I have tried very very very hard to be civil towards her but I think I'm going to explode. Seriously. It's too much for any human to take! Maybe Mother Theresa but definitely not me! Like just now she said something that really hurt me. I'm not even going to say what it is cos it's offensive to...EVERYONE! The number of times she did something to anger me is countless. Sometimes I think she gets a kick from seeing how much taunting I can take. One time I got so angry I tore my towel. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this, she is behind me talking but I learnt to shut her out because whatever she has to say will DEFINITELY make my night worser than it already is. It is nearly 1 in the morning, I am tired and having a headache but I cannot sleep because I am still thinking about what she said. And all the other stuffs she said and done before. And it is times like these when I will look at her when she isn't looking and I can't help but be remembered of the fact that she isn't my real grandmother. We are not related by blood. As much as I don't want to think it, I just can't. The old lady on my bed is just like a neighbour who came here to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7619179400763973948?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7619179400763973948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7619179400763973948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7619179400763973948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7619179400763973948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-really-hate-will-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-1940355321191677592</id><published>2008-03-29T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:40:03.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;THE BODY SHOP SALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183145241554919250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-47Ir4jH1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/nyYuq0zr8aw/s400/SP_A0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prices slashed up to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt; from the original retailing prices! Visit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.just-cos-we-are-girls.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.just-cos-we-are-girls.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-1940355321191677592?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/1940355321191677592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=1940355321191677592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1940355321191677592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/1940355321191677592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/body-shop-sale-prices-slashed-up-to-50.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-47Ir4jH1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/nyYuq0zr8aw/s72-c/SP_A0462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2957875692151086856</id><published>2008-03-28T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:38:15.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just some random recollections of the unemployed and often wandering mind...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bus first, bus second, bus...?"&lt;br /&gt;"Third!"&lt;br /&gt;"OH-HOH!!! You said bastard!"&lt;br /&gt;"NO! I NEVER! I only said 'Third!'. You then say the bad word!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, don't tell teacher ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign reads "Kakitangan Sahaja"&lt;br /&gt;"Abeh badan ngan kepala tak leh masok eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you pass me the spork and foon please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can i have the frappucino crap?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you would be happy to know that today, i experienced bad public transport incident no. 15.&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you knew about me scratching an apek's botak head till there were 3 obvious red lines across his head. Then there was the time i pokes a guy in the neck with my Chupa Chup stick. There are so MANY stories on different occasions but one thing's the same: It will always end with a loud "OW!" or i will be glared at so scarily, i will get down at the next stop and take another bus. But now i'm using adult fare so the story will end differently. Watch this space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2957875692151086856?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2957875692151086856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2957875692151086856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2957875692151086856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2957875692151086856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/bus-first-bus-second-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7002415657273277153</id><published>2008-03-27T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:41:26.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY, 27th March 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was one hectic day. Me and Syaza went to Suntec for the Body Shop warehouse sale. Got lost and ended up rounding the same place thrice and when we got there, there was like a GAZILLION people there. I was so disappointed! The queue was so ridiculously long that you wouldn't even know where it starts or ends. Seriously! After that i went to meet Siti and we went to White Sands cos Vivie is having a sale!! Tak beli rugi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182378843295653682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-uCGb4jHzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/IuXbGiKy0rw/s400/SP_A0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm just going to end of with pictures of Masyitah because....well, just because!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182378242000232226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-uBjb4jHyI/AAAAAAAAAdY/sYuTHGZgSbE/s400/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182385062408298306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-uHwb4jH0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/sFZ_HOuToxQ/s400/SP_A0445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182377915582717698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-uBQb4jHwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/nqng5cmRP7g/s400/SP_A0448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7002415657273277153?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7002415657273277153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7002415657273277153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7002415657273277153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7002415657273277153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/thursday-27th-march-2008-today-was-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-uCGb4jHzI/AAAAAAAAAdg/IuXbGiKy0rw/s72-c/SP_A0460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2619046501685840471</id><published>2008-03-27T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:15:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is how short Ramiele actually is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182095246605098722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-qAK74jHuI/AAAAAAAAAc4/GZKBsRsoKSc/s400/n592750385_2558411_6732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this is how lip-smackingly good David actually is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182097909484822258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-qCl74jHvI/AAAAAAAAAdA/f3RoftmrG6Q/s400/n636325007_2626091_2842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is how every song should be sung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBlCtqsat-w&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how every song should be interpreted... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLpROhIg9eA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2619046501685840471?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2619046501685840471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2619046501685840471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2619046501685840471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2619046501685840471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-how-short-ramiele-actually-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-qAK74jHuI/AAAAAAAAAc4/GZKBsRsoKSc/s72-c/n592750385_2558411_6732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8092213600545655633</id><published>2008-03-25T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:50:46.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was tagged to do this so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) I love ice-cream but only on cold days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2) When I see an aeroplane flying past I always get sad because I'm not on it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3) I cut people's hair for money and my own for pleasure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) I want to start a new series with my buddy Chad titled 'One Tree On A Hill'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5) I used to like reading Enid Blyton's 'The Famous Five' and 'Secret Seven' until I started wondering why one is famous while the other is secret.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) I LOVE doing dumb and meaningless stuffs like this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I tagged: Azy, Fariq, Hazirah,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Nad Bod, Pings, Sofiah, Syaza, Zakiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8092213600545655633?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8092213600545655633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8092213600545655633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8092213600545655633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8092213600545655633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-tagged-to-do-this-so-here-goes-6.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4815200310857843065</id><published>2008-03-25T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:42:04.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY, 25th March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTERESTING FACTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days, you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;(Hardly seems worth it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you fart consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.&lt;br /&gt;(Now that's more like it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A pig's orgasm lasts for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;(In my next life I want to be a pig) (How'd they figure this out, and why?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;br /&gt;(Still can't get over that pig thing) (Don't try this at home...maybe at work?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;(Is that why Flipper was always smiling?) (And pigs get 30-minute orgasms? Doesn't seem fair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;br /&gt; (Hmmmmmmmmm........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people do.&lt;br /&gt;(If you're ambidextrous do you split the difference?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The ant can lift 50 times its own weight, can pull 30 times its own weight and always falls over on its right side when intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;(From drinking little bottles of...?) (Did taxpayers pay for this research??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Polar bears are left handed.&lt;br /&gt;(Who knew....? Who cares? How'd they find out, did they ask them?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;(What can be so tasty on the bottom of the pond?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.&lt;br /&gt;(30 minutes...can you imagine?? And why pigs?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A cockroach will live nine days without it's head, before it starves to death. (Creepy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.&lt;br /&gt; (Honey, I'm home. What the....) (Well, at least pigs get a break there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;(In my next life I still want to be a pig ... quality over quantity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, Geez) (That's almost as bad as catfish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain.&lt;br /&gt;(I know some people like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Starfish don't have brains.&lt;br /&gt; (I know some people like that too.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4815200310857843065?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4815200310857843065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4815200310857843065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4815200310857843065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4815200310857843065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-25th-march-2008-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8653240325041208652</id><published>2008-03-23T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T03:47:27.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. It's 3:45 in the morning and i would like to declare that i've lost my NUS PIN number. So the happiness that i've felt earlier at completing my application essay was so short-lived that i felt bullets have left guns faster. If i do not find it, i would have to go ALL THE WAY to the admissions building to get a new PIN because they "regret to inform (me) that (they) are NOT able to disclose a new PIN via phone /or email." Oh God, why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8653240325041208652?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8653240325041208652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8653240325041208652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8653240325041208652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8653240325041208652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-7898448702706352142</id><published>2008-03-23T03:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T03:41:31.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. It's 3:16 in the morning and I would like to declare that i've finished writing my uni application essay. I would rather do 3 econs essay. And that is saying something cos i hate econs. And to the Ah Bengs who specifically chose today to have a shoutfest at my void-deck, thank you. You really helped to speed the process up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-7898448702706352142?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7898448702706352142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=7898448702706352142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7898448702706352142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/7898448702706352142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-2890737834689026162</id><published>2008-03-22T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:43:20.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today &lt;strong&gt;Halal Trinity&lt;/strong&gt; watched Rule #1. It's supposed to be scary if not for the fact that i was covering my eyes throughout almost the entire show. The 3 of us actually. The only thing i remembered was muttering to the 2 of them, "I can't believe i paid $9.50 for this." Over and over. It pisses me off cos i know i can get tortured for free somewhere else. AND i can't believe i forgot to bring my 'horror' bag! This bag is perfect for watching horror movies cos there's a hole and i can watch an entire scary show through that hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the show, I was covering my eyes and then Nad pushed them down (cos she wanted me to see) right at the part where the ghost is coming out! I wanted to scream but it got caught in my throat. I think it must be the mixture of anger and fear. Anger at Nad, of course. But i got over it in like a second. Until she took my hand away again! I thought she wanted to prevent me from covering my eyes again but noooo..it was to cover her own eyes! HAHAH! Use your own hands lah! The whole experience was so funny i tell you! With Nad constantly shouting "Shoot him! Just SHOOT LAHH!" loudly for the whole cinema to hear. Luckily it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so after watching the show, i conclude that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rule number 1 for watching Rule Number 1 is to always leave your glasses/contact lenses at home because this is a show better watched blurred. Or u can do it my way and breathe hard onto your glasses so that they are all fogged up and then wear them. So all you see are blurry figures. Of course, you dun have to resort to this if you have your 'horror' bag with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also i have to add rule number 2: COVER YOUR EYES when the background song gets scary. If your friend doesn't let you, die trying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-2890737834689026162?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2890737834689026162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=2890737834689026162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2890737834689026162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/2890737834689026162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-halal-trinity-watched-rule-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-8002081532192969497</id><published>2008-03-21T16:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:14:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LISTEN TO THIS! AND MAY IT INSPIRE YOU TO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;REDUCE, REUSE, RECYCLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UjcUXaQspS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UjcUXaQspS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three it's a magic number&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is, it's a magic number&lt;br /&gt;Because two times three is six&lt;br /&gt;And three times six is eighteen&lt;br /&gt;And the eighteenth letter in the alphabet is R&lt;br /&gt;We've got three R's we're going to talk about today&lt;br /&gt;We've got to learn to&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to the market to buy some juice&lt;br /&gt;You've got to bring your own bags and you learn to reduce your waste&lt;br /&gt;And if your brother or your sister's got some cool clothes&lt;br /&gt;You could try them on before you buy some more of those&lt;br /&gt;Reuse, we've got to learn to reuse&lt;br /&gt;And if the first two R's don't work out&lt;br /&gt;And if you've got to make some trash&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw it out&lt;br /&gt;Recycle, we've got to learn to recycle,&lt;br /&gt;We've got to learn to&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Reduce, Reuse, Recycle&lt;br /&gt;Because three it's a magic number&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is, it's a magic number&lt;br /&gt;3, 3, 3&lt;br /&gt;3, 6, 9, 12, 15, 18, 21, 24, 27, 30, 33, 36&lt;br /&gt;33, 30, 27, 24, 21, 18, 15, 12, 9, 6, and&lt;br /&gt;3, it's a magic number&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-8002081532192969497?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/8002081532192969497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=8002081532192969497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8002081532192969497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/8002081532192969497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/listen-to-this-and-may-it-inspire-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-3105472009996777685</id><published>2008-03-20T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:09:51.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THURSDAY, 20th March 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Date with &lt;strong&gt;Z.A.K.P.A.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180225535672000162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-Pbrb4jHqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wPKwp4bpmgY/s400/n616863292_397118_7835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180225690290822834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-Pb0b4jHrI/AAAAAAAAAcg/0G4gkqUfniA/s400/n616863292_397120_8497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Nas's coffee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the waitress came with 2 creamers for her, she asked me whether it was for the soup. -_-'' " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Zak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For starters, our salad! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180225909334154946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-PcBL4jHsI/AAAAAAAAAco/N2qyg8EAMUw/s400/n616863292_397122_9511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And for dessert, our...dessert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180226970191077074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-Pc-74jHtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/LgUS5VG-FAI/s400/n616863292_397128_1564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was a GREAT day! But i refused to put up pictures of the main courses cos i refuse to get hungry at this hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-3105472009996777685?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3105472009996777685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=3105472009996777685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3105472009996777685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/3105472009996777685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/thursday-20th-march-2008-lunch-date.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-Pbrb4jHqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wPKwp4bpmgY/s72-c/n616863292_397118_7835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7147139381410245465.post-4896646744261699783</id><published>2008-03-19T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T14:28:11.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-CyQV1W7EI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/OEqWnGh3O6w/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179335565284666434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-CyQV1W7EI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/OEqWnGh3O6w/s400/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Azy, azy..people studying for prelims also you want to take picture. Actually, if you look closely, I was studying while Nad was...watching me study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Poletariat enough?&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7147139381410245465-4896646744261699783?l=nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4896646744261699783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7147139381410245465&amp;postID=4896646744261699783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4896646744261699783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7147139381410245465/posts/default/4896646744261699783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nassy-poko-pants.blogspot.com/2008/03/azy-azy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassy-poko-pants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05392613746576147101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o7NRTRYkWsQ/R-CyQV1W7EI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/OEqWnGh3O6w/s72-c/Image030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
