<?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-4908804805479124825</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:49:31.417+08:00</updated><category term='l'/><title type='text'>Delayed gratification</title><subtitle type='html'>For every storm, there's always a rainbow...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3504163473154982432</id><published>2010-09-08T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T02:42:06.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TIZ1afGQuWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/98tNHoLKxgo/s1600/5beta099.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514223891646560610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TIZ1afGQuWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/98tNHoLKxgo/s400/5beta099.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beta 07/08's reunion in Shogun, One Utama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only half of us made it . But hey , it's all right ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , Eid's around the corner so I hope everyone's in the mood by now . I've heard and read comments on how this Ramadhan and Eid is different than previous years . Mmmm .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to Ipoh as always , since there is no point on going back to Penang cause dad's a Chinese so no one celebrates it there . I mean , the family members . I'm really looking forward to this Eid cause it's time for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DUKUT'S &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FAMILY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GATHERING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See , my late great great grandfather was a man from Minangkabau - Mendeleng , Indonesia . He got married to a woman and they had 8 children . Then the 8 children got married and had 30 kids all together and yeada yeada yeada . The family grew ! All of them stayed in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kampung Kepayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . So yes , everyone is blood-related in my kampung so we go house-hopping during Eid . As far as I'm concern , I'm one of the 5th generation :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We make an effort to gather all the family members every 2 years , take pictures of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whole super big family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and catch things up . We came out in newspapers few times and also on tv3 ! Cheh . Bangga sekejap . Hehe . So yeah , you bet . We're having the gathering this Eid . Last 4 years , we managed to gather about 800 of the Dukut's fam and last 2 years we somehow only managed to gather 700 + . Relatives from UK , Sudan , Oman and erh , things like that . Trust me , the family's too big that I probably don't even know half of them . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is , it's super awesome to have everyone in the kampung and I can't wait to meet em up .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Selamat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Aidilfitri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;to All&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Muslims&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ampun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Maaf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Zahir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Batin !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3504163473154982432?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3504163473154982432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3504163473154982432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3504163473154982432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3504163473154982432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/09/beta-0708s-reunion-in-shogun-one-utama.html' title=''/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TIZ1afGQuWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/98tNHoLKxgo/s72-c/5beta099.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7993903557037165720</id><published>2010-08-28T22:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T10:15:06.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking It Further</title><content type='html'>Okay . I'm quite free now so it's time for some updates ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other student in this world , you feel more anxious waiting for your results than &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; sitting for the exam . Results for finals was out 3 days ago . I wasn't aware of it till I read my friends' status in facebook , saying that they've passed . I'm such a good student kan ? HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , I went and checked my results at Eramis , Inti's online portal and my heart was beating faster than the bullet train ! I was nervous but at the same time , I told myself to just take it as it is cause I gave my best . So yeah , after that the page came out and I got my results . To be frank , I was slightly dissapointed cause I aimed higher but it's okay . I passed and that's the paramount concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed my mum my results , and as I've expected , she asked why I didn't scored higher . I was , of course a bit sad cause I've worked really hard for it and I didn't get any compliment for that . See , mum's been reminding me to score 3.5 and even if I were to get any lower than that , 3 would be the lowest for me . I can't fall any lower that 3 . Anyways , I let go whatever feelings I had at that time cause I know that's what every parents would say to their kids . &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Study hard . Maintain your grades&lt;/span&gt; . Try to get into the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Dean's list&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to Bangi the next day to Hiroshima's office and they've confirmed my participation in the next Japan's Homestay . Just so you know , I'm one of the facilitators :) Well , I stopped by Inti to collect my results slip and managed to talk to Ms Jeyanthi , former Head of Programme for Law . She was actually quite happy of my results and told me that I should maintain my average throughout the 2nd year cause then I could consider of applying scholars from the uk universities and my application to my dream university wouldn't be much of a problem with my current results . Insyaallah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course , I was flushed with relief at that moment . I thought my grades weren't superb . She also told me about the uk's system where they don't follow the cgpa system . Like I've said earlier , mum wanted me to get 3.5 or 4 flat like my cousins and yeaaah , you know the drill . See , our papers are marked 3 times . 1st , by our lecturers , 2nd , professor from university of leeds / northrumbria and 3rd , another professor from any uk unis . &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; is how our papers are scrutinized in order to maintain the standard of the graduates . Then , they'll calculate your average of all 4 papers and with that , they'll see where you stand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average of 60 % would be good and I've managed to score slightly above than that . Syukur alhamdulillah . I thank Allah for what I've achieved . Without Allah , I really don't know what will happen to me . Also , to my parents who was my inspiration and pembakar to my semangat . Heh . Told mum about it and she finally understood the uk's system .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call yesterday by a law firm to go for an interview for 'Excellent Students Award' on next Thursday and I was gobsmacked ! Like , is this for real ? My smile was beaming like the fluorescent light or better yet , the car's high beam . HAHA . But , minutes later , I was afraid that it's a prank call or something . So I called my uni's School of Law and they've confirmed it . The top 10 students for Year 1 was selected for the interview . The law firm told them that it's a long-term kinda thing where the students who receives the award will benefit from it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was jubilated ! But hey , it's an interview . I have to go through that stage first . But anyways , I pray that Allah will help me . Heh . Okay , that's all . Bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7993903557037165720?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7993903557037165720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7993903557037165720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7993903557037165720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7993903557037165720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-ever-look-back.html' title='Taking It Further'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3187858858239254564</id><published>2010-08-28T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:21:16.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Tompkins , He's Awesome :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/wlW5c4tInvY/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlW5c4tInvY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlW5c4tInvY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3187858858239254564?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3187858858239254564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3187858858239254564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3187858858239254564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3187858858239254564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/teenage-dream-just-way-you-are-acapella.html' title='Mike Tompkins , He&apos;s Awesome :D'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6784912294580110766</id><published>2010-08-28T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:18:08.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary to Secondary to Tertiary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THkZhhigFQI/AAAAAAAAA30/j_fNbuWrhyI/s1600/47407_1563076995322_1187256846_1612146_190867_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THkZhhigFQI/AAAAAAAAA30/j_fNbuWrhyI/s400/47407_1563076995322_1187256846_1612146_190867_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510463682793968898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THkZhKsR0jI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oJR7tItDjbs/s1600/45006_1563073995247_1187256846_1612116_6796512_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THkZhKsR0jI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oJR7tItDjbs/s400/45006_1563073995247_1187256846_1612116_6796512_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510463676660961842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My very own "old gang" .&lt;br /&gt;We've been friends since primary school and I hope our friendship last forever.&lt;br /&gt;I love each and everyone of you .&lt;br /&gt;Including alep , lutfi , hasel who weren't around but its okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6784912294580110766?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6784912294580110766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6784912294580110766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6784912294580110766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6784912294580110766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/primary-to-secondary-to-tertiary.html' title='Primary to Secondary to Tertiary'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THkZhhigFQI/AAAAAAAAA30/j_fNbuWrhyI/s72-c/47407_1563076995322_1187256846_1612146_190867_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2204800229641522635</id><published>2010-08-22T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:44:27.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knockin on Your Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THE9Ww3SbUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5W98C9XeKKY/s1600/tumblr_l6k9a5joYv1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508251280534039874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THE9Ww3SbUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5W98C9XeKKY/s400/tumblr_l6k9a5joYv1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope you can read those words up there . If you can't , it says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sometimes you hurt yourself more than anyone could hurt you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;only for keeping your feelings hidden .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic of the night . &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purpose of living vs Desire of living&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about these two ? They're different . Trust me . Think about it . Think hard . Think deep . Some people mean the whole wide world to you , thus making them as your purpose of living . You can't live without them . You feel like you owe them so much that you'd do anything for them . You'd sacrifice your happiness just to make em' happy and perhaps to the extend of sacrificing your life in order to protect em' .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about your desire of living then ? God made Adam then Eve cause every man needs a woman and vice versa . So what if , there is a person who , you like and sort of desire to be with and that person means a lot to you as well ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one would you choose then ? Few people who are &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; purpose of your living or that one person you desire to be with ? You need both , don't you ? It's a difficult choice to make . I know . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a quiz . Turns out that I'm like a veil . I tend to hide my feelings and it ain't easy to read me . It's scary when I think about it . With regards to the matter above , have you ever felt like you're in that situation ? That you just wanna break free from it and not choose ? It's as though you're in a hot boiling soup .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times , you wish you could share it with someone . Someone to tell you that it isn't right to sacrifice your happiness , that you have to think about yourself first before you think about others . You know , things like that . &lt;em&gt;But then again&lt;/em&gt; , &lt;em&gt;is it not right &lt;/em&gt;to sacrifice ? &lt;em&gt;Is it really wrong&lt;/em&gt; to sacrifice ? *sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would understand . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2204800229641522635?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2204800229641522635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2204800229641522635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2204800229641522635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2204800229641522635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/knockin-on-your-door.html' title='Knockin on Your Door'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/THE9Ww3SbUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5W98C9XeKKY/s72-c/tumblr_l6k9a5joYv1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6404607144696437183</id><published>2010-08-11T11:26:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:09:24.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blue Roses</title><content type='html'>Finals' still in the process but we're done with 2 papers for now. 2 more to go. Wish me luck, aminnn. I've been getting sleep for approximately 2 hrs each day and I wake up at 3.30 every morning to study, hence, making me into an owl. A sepet-eyed owl, mind you. I wish and wish I was just like Athena Glaukopis for her bright wisdom and intelligence. Hah ! So okay, I should be sleeping right now, just to cover up my sleep but I'm feeling the urge to blog and let the cat out of the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my birthday. I would like to express my gratitude (cheh, macam buat speech -.-') to my old gang who came all the way to nilai to celebrate my birthday with me. They came a day earlier but honestly speaking, I was really really touched. They came with a cake and a present, in which I'll take a picture of it later and post it some other time. Jodin called while I was sleeping and gee, without a second thought, I went downstairs to meet em and didn't even had the chance to change my clothes. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whatever happened, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love all of you with my big big heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope we'll be friends till the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) I went for swimming later with Rachelle and damn, the olympic size swimming pool in inti is huge ! I mean, ever since I stopped my swimming classes, I've never went swimming in an olympic pool. Excuse me for that. But anyway, I swam and laughed with Rachelle and did few laps. Felt good and maybe cause swimming is the only sport that I'm good at, I felt jubilated as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As on the day of my very birthday, I was flushed continously with wishes in facebook and calls and text messages that made me exultant. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess your favourite day to check your facebook account would be on your birthday cause then you'll receive lots of wishes and you feel famous, well for a day of course. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stayed in my room the whole freaking day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wey. I was in the pursuit of knowledge, reading and reading my notes for finals -.-' Mum flew back from Vietnam on that night so Baba and Zati dropped by, went to airport to fetch mum and had supper there. Since I was alone till the last 3 hours of August 8th 2010, I had the time to cogitate of several issues that revolves around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this really bad habit where if I like someone, I seriously like that person. And no, I'm not relating it to the typical boyriend-girlfriend relationship. As in, from a person to another person. Tend to care too much over a person that at times I get pissed at myself for being such cause that's when all the shit comes in. Again, every individual is different so I am not, I repeat I am not generalizing my friends or anyone of that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Most human have an infinite capacity for taking things for granted" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aldous Huxley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So because I care a lot, I have this feeling of apathy as well. They contradict with each other, yes I'm aware of that. I'm a complex human being with all sorts of feelings to feel, thank you, God ? Anyway, back to it, my apathy might be hard to take and I'm not claiming that I'm great or anything but once I don't give a damn about you, it isn't my conundrum anymore. Again, I don't mean to sound cocky but sometimes you just have to know when or what is ENOUGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like the Cunningham's recklessness which was established in the case of, Cunningham. It states that a person is being reckless when he is aware of the risk as a result of his/her particular conduct, and it was unreasonable for him to take the risk. For further elaboration, go read Jonathan Herring's Criminal Law book or better yet, google ! I can come to a conclusion where I'd be reckless as to your feelings under the rule of Cunningham. But, hey, who started it first ? Boo-hoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving from recklessness would be common law. See, whatever we've learnt in the classroom, aren't meant to be in left in the room but to be applied in the outer world. First amongst equal perhaps ? That's Inti International University's motto by the way. Gila. I'm promoting my university ? HAHA. But, you get my point right ? Study, then apply in life ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the thought of bringing up your child crossed my mind quite some time ago. There's no ultimate book to guide you when you're teaching your child. It isn't like the Malaysian constitution where its a codified document and you refer to it whenever you have issues pertaining to the country. Sections, statutes, things like that. So, what ARE YOU GONNA TELL YOUR KIDS ? What is right and what is wrong ? You'll bring up your child just the way like how your parents did to you. Whatever that is wrong to them, is wrong to you and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then it will be wrong to your kids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the similarity is that common law are judge-made law while the law bringing up your child would be parent-made law. Get it ? It's being passed on as a doctrine that needs to be adhered to. You don't have Practice Statement 1966 where the House of Lords may depart from its previous decision whenever it is just to do so, in your life do you ? But, I believe with the changing economic and social conditions that are currently taking place, the right for you to depart from what was decided by your parents regulating certain matters, can be exercised with minimal discretion. It is only to be use when you think is 'just and fit'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope whatever I just babbled up there made sense to you. Told you I was in the mood for blogging so I guess there was no way in stopping the train. Today's the First day of Ramadhan by the way. To all Muslims, I hope God will shower you with ample light and love during this holy month &amp;amp; &amp;amp; forever :) God Bless. Aminnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really can't wait for finals to end cause then I'll be able to enjoy my 1 month break which never existed throughout my tertiary education &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and do lotsss of reading to broaden my knowledge and vocab. I feel like I need to learn more. Okay bye. Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6404607144696437183?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6404607144696437183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6404607144696437183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6404607144696437183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6404607144696437183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-blue-roses.html' title='My Blue Roses'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7593588455578800403</id><published>2010-08-08T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:18:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Year of Being A Teenager</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TF4uD8Y-EZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rIe-ab7uowo/s1600/The_birthday_cupcake_by_instantvoodo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502886439978668434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TF4uD8Y-EZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rIe-ab7uowo/s400/The_birthday_cupcake_by_instantvoodo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I officially turn 19 today. Happy Birthday to myself ! Hahah. To my friends and family, who had wished me, I'd like to say THANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH. IT MEANS A LOT TO ME. GOD BLESS :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; well ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TF4uDpFpEdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/0rqSNOI0ETg/s1600/Exams_by_bellxun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502886434797326802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TF4uDpFpEdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/0rqSNOI0ETg/s400/Exams_by_bellxun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7593588455578800403?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7593588455578800403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7593588455578800403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7593588455578800403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7593588455578800403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/final-year-of-being-teenager.html' title='Final Year of Being A Teenager'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TF4uD8Y-EZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rIe-ab7uowo/s72-c/The_birthday_cupcake_by_instantvoodo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-943741028252513186</id><published>2010-08-07T10:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:58:47.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFzHHp0AuWI/AAAAAAAAA2k/QyQ7YqDNYNY/s1600/ellop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502491779036920162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFzHHp0AuWI/AAAAAAAAA2k/QyQ7YqDNYNY/s400/ellop1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;muka stress. finals finals finals. been isolating myself in my room lately. i feel like a rotten egg. for real. in case if you didn't know, i don't have a roommate so practically, i have no one to talk to except for my books and wall. yeaaay -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain's currently jam-packed with all the facts and cases and law that i didn't even realized yesterday was friday. i pray hard that i'll be able to puke all of those stuffs out while i answer my papers next week. insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh hey mum, do you think i could employ a maid for the whole of next week ? cause you know, i'll be busy with finals and i really don't have time to clean my room.. i don't need her to do much. all she needs to do is to arrange my bags that are scattered on the floor, my laundry and clean up my table. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFzG2oxwgCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/49r6kexpUHQ/s1600/tble1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502491486701256738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFzG2oxwgCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/49r6kexpUHQ/s400/tble1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-943741028252513186?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/943741028252513186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=943741028252513186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/943741028252513186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/943741028252513186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/study-mode.html' title='Study Mode'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFzHHp0AuWI/AAAAAAAAA2k/QyQ7YqDNYNY/s72-c/ellop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8286142314114815229</id><published>2010-08-02T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:44:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the Grain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFYgCV1k-oI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0tZ1O2jLNE8/s1600/tumblr_l5x9cbGeNT1qbs9wuo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500619219473332866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFYgCV1k-oI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0tZ1O2jLNE8/s320/tumblr_l5x9cbGeNT1qbs9wuo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now, that's something to laugh at. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals' next week. yes yes. the horror *sigh* it's amazing how i still have the time to blog. well, it's gonna be a short one. i'm definitely afraid and i wish i had more time. but anyways, can't run from reality. i'm gonna do my finals for mum and dad. yes, that'll keep me motivated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFYgCKBlf1I/AAAAAAAAA08/crZo3K7v9g4/s1600/chck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500619216302473042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFYgCKBlf1I/AAAAAAAAA08/crZo3K7v9g4/s320/chck1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving you both. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8286142314114815229?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8286142314114815229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8286142314114815229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8286142314114815229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8286142314114815229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/08/against-grain.html' title='Against the Grain'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TFYgCV1k-oI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0tZ1O2jLNE8/s72-c/tumblr_l5x9cbGeNT1qbs9wuo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2978490267342294545</id><published>2010-07-23T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T23:40:47.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEmo80xzqXI/AAAAAAAAA00/GAYoBlXrIMs/s1600/face-in-birthday-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEmo80xzqXI/AAAAAAAAA00/GAYoBlXrIMs/s320/face-in-birthday-cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497110583095568754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were on our way back from a mall when mum apologized that she won't be around on my birthday. only then did i realized that my birthday's in 2 weeks time. i know that july's coming to end and august is next but i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really didnt realized&lt;/span&gt; about my birthday till mum brought the issue up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt; it's funny yet sad to see that i don't do countdown for my birthday this year. previous years, i'd always and i mean, always do countdown 2 months before my birthday. to make things better, final starts 2 days after i officialy turn 19. i know, life's peachy. i guess everything happens for a reason. i'll be in nilai for about 3 weeks due to the finals and i'll have to work my bumm off for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt; if i don't get through my 1st year, then i can't proceed to the 2nd year.  now, i can't imagine telling my parents about it if i were to flunk any paper cause i really can't afford to flunk any single paper. my parents heart would be crushed and mine would sink to the rock bottom bed of sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt; so i guess alot of things are at stake and sometimes you just have to sacrifice bits of here and there. everything happens for a reason right ? so just go with the flow of life. heh. don't forget to remember god as well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2978490267342294545?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2978490267342294545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2978490267342294545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2978490267342294545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2978490267342294545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-it-go-away.html' title='Let it go away'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEmo80xzqXI/AAAAAAAAA00/GAYoBlXrIMs/s72-c/face-in-birthday-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3968249368459520287</id><published>2010-07-21T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T19:19:46.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was her turn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nikah and sanding at the girl's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ipoh, Perak. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496316488386477442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWubdl_YI/AAAAAAAAA0k/T4lCS0csYps/s320/nk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496316484366442450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWuMfJH9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/-R8g-lS-mHg/s320/nk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWP69eq8I/AAAAAAAAA0U/vBdvHXNJ7P8/s1600/khwn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496315964265769922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWP69eq8I/AAAAAAAAA0U/vBdvHXNJ7P8/s320/khwn1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496315955649933394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWPa3TcFI/AAAAAAAAA0M/zF_aZE33TGc/s320/khwn2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496315951006993298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWPJkVy5I/AAAAAAAAA0E/LWkPi7MWmhE/s320/khwn3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496315947469800994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWO8ZAhiI/AAAAAAAAAz8/zitzS-tnFE8/s320/khwn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kak Nurul, may your marriage last forever with Abang Nazim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insyaallah. Aminnnnn :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3968249368459520287?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3968249368459520287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3968249368459520287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3968249368459520287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3968249368459520287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-her-turn.html' title='It was her turn...'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TEbWubdl_YI/AAAAAAAAA0k/T4lCS0csYps/s72-c/nk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-9002110639855225611</id><published>2010-07-16T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:41:49.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop of Tears</title><content type='html'>mooting's over. nah, i haven't transferred the pictures yet cause i'm still searching for the cable at home. Apparently, i left the cable in my hostel room. haha, how smart can i be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got hammered by the judge during mooting just now. harrassed. embarrassed. wtv, u name it. we had to take it as it is and try to answer all the questions that were coming from him, in which i think we managed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;howeverrrr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we lost the case. i agree that it was definitely a good experience and i'll remember it forever and share it with my kids one day. lol. but hey, let's just be frank okay ? im utterly dissapointed by it. i don't think i didn't do my homework well enough like what was being claimed by erh.. i wont mention the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was something new, and i really didn't know what to expect. would that constitute as a valid reason for losing the case ? no, i doubt it will. because the appellant won the case. ahhh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my learned junior counsel, i am so sorry if i didn't answered ur question right just now. wait, i think we knew the answer BUT we just didn't know how to put it in words right ? cause ancha, we discussed about it while we were in my room kan ? okay, nvm. again, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was driving back home, i was thinking to myself. imagine later, the fact that i'll be a full-fledged lawyer, member of the bar council and i have to face it most of the days. like, losing a case. i won't say i won't win but im pretty sure at the beginning of my career, chances of me winning would be relatively low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine, having to lose a case and when you go back home, you don't have anyone to consult you and tell that things will be okay ? that its all part of the game. that it might not be your day. that there will be other days that you will be able to succeed in your case. you know, at times like this, i would really appreciate having that "someone". unfortunately i don't and uh okay la. you just gotta face the world and learn how to accept things by your own. k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-9002110639855225611?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/9002110639855225611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=9002110639855225611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/9002110639855225611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/9002110639855225611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/07/drop-of-tears.html' title='Drop of Tears'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8013882362610641147</id><published>2010-07-10T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:14:18.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Wants the Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TDdYBBdMU0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/awVqkE3fg3g/s1600/Paul-the-octopus-chooses--0027809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491955045195600706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TDdYBBdMU0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/awVqkE3fg3g/s320/Paul-the-octopus-chooses--0027809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just had to post this up ! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay. so i really hope spain will win the world cup. i hope paul was right when he made the decision. but there again, he's just an octopus. anything can happen. its football we're talking about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;moving next. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MOOTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; good god. my turn's next friday. im pairing up with anushiah and we're representing the respondent. we'll be going against anita and beatrice who are, of course representing the appellant. i have to say, the combination of both team.. is quite interesting. we had to take ballots by the way. to see which team will go against which team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to be honest, the thought of mooting is running through my mind 24/7. its like an endless chain of thoughts. really, i mean it. my brain's jiggling like a puzzle but i can't seem to be able to solve it. i dont even know if i can be functional. yes, that's how nervous i am. i've done choral speaking, public speaking, pantun, pidato and stuffs but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mooting seems different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;our case is in the house of lords, which is, the highest court in the uk. anddd, i know that my lecturer who would be the lord later, well.. he'll ask odd questions and its our first time doing mooting so that pretty much rubs the whole thing a lot deeper. okay, so that's the downside of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;despite everything, i think &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it'll be a great experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for all of us and on next friday, when i step in the moot court, i'll repeat that phrase over and over like a broken record in my head to ease myself. win or lose, its a different story. of course, i'd feel bummed and sad and blue BUT i'll learn from my mistakes and the next time i go for mooting, i'll be better. yes, go with a positive attitude farah chuah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all right then. my time is up. im off to ipoh tmrw and we'll hit the highway around 7am. my cousin's getting married so pictures will be up when i get back and also when im free. see ya, love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8013882362610641147?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8013882362610641147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8013882362610641147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8013882362610641147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8013882362610641147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/07/everybody-wants-truth.html' title='Everybody Wants the Truth'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TDdYBBdMU0I/AAAAAAAAAz0/awVqkE3fg3g/s72-c/Paul-the-octopus-chooses--0027809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1756207098009799267</id><published>2010-07-03T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:10:41.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Dissapoinment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TC4QAsXrj7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/gXG0JkrJP1s/s1600/brazil1_ap_1535394i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489342599907741618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TC4QAsXrj7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/gXG0JkrJP1s/s320/brazil1_ap_1535394i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They lost to Netherlands ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad wey. I mean, they were leading. Robinho scored at the 10th minute. Saw that or not ? The dutch's first goal was an own goal -.-' Robben, well, he's a player with great skills but the way he played during the match against Brazil, he's a total jerk wey ! Like wth. The refs were also biased lah. Hello, we're not stupid you know. Aaaa. We had so many shots :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched other matches but to be honest, this is definitely the match that I'm most upset with. YES, it definitely is. I'll never forget this match. Biggest dissapoinment for the World Cup 2010. Waaaaaaaaaa. I felt like crying after the whistle was blown for game over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England was also another sad case right ? They're all good players but it was their ego that got hold of them. And and, the match against germany, well, its obvious that lampard scored a goal !! Dude, it would have definitely changed the shape of the game. England could have won. Aaaaa. Both of my teams are out. I'll watch the rest of the games with a neutral heart I guess :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1756207098009799267?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1756207098009799267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1756207098009799267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1756207098009799267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1756207098009799267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/07/biggest-dissapoinment.html' title='Biggest Dissapoinment'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TC4QAsXrj7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/gXG0JkrJP1s/s72-c/brazil1_ap_1535394i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3915400153748510418</id><published>2010-06-28T23:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:19:56.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Deny</title><content type='html'>18 facts that you ought to know ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favourite colour is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hands down. But I also like red, orange &amp;amp; green :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all the hollywood's stars from a-z unlike other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to all genre of music but please, exclude screamo, techno and hard metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I would prefer to receive gifts that are in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stationary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; forms rather than bracelets or rings or necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I didn't know that I'm a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; till my friends told me about it -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Speaking of jewellery, I would prefer to receive &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cause it's an everyday thing to wear instead of well.. jewelleries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I spend a lot of time with my &lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Back in my high school era, I seldom go out with my friends. But things have changed. I'm gaining my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;freedom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day by day but I still have curfews though. But it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I am a radio. Super &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubbly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, indeed. Sometimes I feel weird when I talk to those shy shy people. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.My dad's mum is worried about my safety after I told her that I wanted to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lawyer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and dang, she couldn't sleep on that night. Sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I don't drive an auto car. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all the way baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Guys with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random facts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can definitely sweep my feet off. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I wish my grades would get &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;higher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so that I won't have to be constantly reminded to score well like other smartie pants :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoodies, jeans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I are like bff w/o a doubt yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I don't know how to speak Mandarin though I'm half Chinese. I took up &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Japanese&lt;/strong&gt;'s&lt;/em&gt; class instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I am terribly bad in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;arts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't even draw a straight line using a ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I don't watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;horror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; movies cause I don't like em. Boohoo. Blek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I like stuffs that has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beads and sequins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) Aaaaah, lovely !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3915400153748510418?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3915400153748510418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3915400153748510418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3915400153748510418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3915400153748510418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-deny.html' title='I Can&apos;t Deny'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5508621417418919299</id><published>2010-06-23T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:38:06.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Incident</title><content type='html'>My old door knob is gone so I have a new one :) It definitely feels different. I was actually fascinated watching the b&amp;amp;g guy fixing the new door knob yesterday. Took out his screwdriver, then unlocked some stuffs, the bearings were out, this that this that and taaaadah ! It's fixed. Hello new door knob :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Ahahah. Well, I just realized that .. speaking of doors .. I was locked in the toilet's cubicle last Thursday. No, really. I was. I went to the ladies without my phone, answered nature call and I couldn't open the cubicle's door. The door knob was jammed. I was like, shit. I didn't panicked though. I was just too dumbfounded that it happened, I stood for a while and just leaned against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I didn't screamed for help, I just froze. Stupefied, indeed. I was telling to myself, "Anushiah Anushiah. Please hear me. Can't you feel that I'm calling you ?" She was in the class btw. I heard the toilet's door being opened several times but none of my friends were around. Finally, I saw Lily. I called her name, she didn't answered me. Then I saw Stella. Again, I called her name and luckily enough, she saw me. So I told her that I was stucked and she went to get some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Jay came to rescue and kicked the door and walah.. I was out. Went inside class, and my classmates were laughing at me. HAHAH. Okay, so much for Nilai the ''great'' huh ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5508621417418919299?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5508621417418919299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5508621417418919299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5508621417418919299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5508621417418919299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-incident.html' title='Another Incident'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3090471341934564142</id><published>2010-06-22T10:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T21:05:45.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It just wasn't my day</title><content type='html'>Last night, I had bumps all over my body. Okay, I won't mention which area but yeah, I had bumps here and there. If you're wondering what kind of bumps they were, its those bumps u usually get after being bitten by an insect. It was very itchy and annoying so I decided to go out and grab zambak at any of the shops nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was such in a hurry, I took my car keys, phone, wallet and padabaaaang ! I slammed my door. Little did I realized that I had left my room key in my room ! Yeahp. Told ya I was smart -.-' I didn't bothered much about it, went downstairs, met with Jay and left. While we were in the car, I decided to go to the clinic instead of getting the cream. So, went to the clinic, doctor asked whether I wanted a jab or tablets. I was like, the jab please. Coz I know it'll work faster. Oh, and the doctor told me that those bumps are caused by some allergy and I still dont know what Im allergic to :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the needle poking into my bumm and I was like, okayyy. It wasnt that painful till the liquid went into my system. It was &lt;strong&gt;AWFULLY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;P-A-I-N-F-U-L&lt;/strong&gt;. I swear to god. I couldn't really sit after that so I stand for a while. Went back to my block, told my guard about my room and he said I have to wait for another guard to come with the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited and tadah, an indian guard came. I was like, fuh, thank god. I followed my guard to my room, all the way to the 4th floor and mind you, my bumm was like, numb but jyeah. whatever. Reached my room, he took the whole set of keys for all the blocks and searched for block c's key. DANG ! it's not in the bunch. I saw block a, block b, all the way to block s but there was no key for block c. He used the master key, which was supposed to fit for all blocks and damnit, door still tak buka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the guard called the indian guard through his walkie talkie and we went downstairs, back to square one, the ground floor. I waited and waited. It wasn't that long but I was already exhausted. The indian guard came, telling me some stuffs about the key but I wasnt paying attention, sorry aaa. Then he had this whole set of keys for the rooms in block c. I was like, hokay. Thank god. Went upstairs and it &lt;strong&gt;just so happened&lt;/strong&gt; that the key for my room isnt there ! I was frustrated, angry and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the maintenance guy cameby, tried to unlock my door with some keys and he failed. He took out his apparatus, and told me that he's gonna break my door knob. Again, with that special appartus, he failed. This time, I was like uggghhh. Why oh Why ? So in the end, he took the hammer, hammered my door knob, which was really loud and I hope my neighbours wasnt pissed at me and finally, the door opened !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too tired then, I didnt take my med and went straight to bed at 1. Mhmmm. Definitely memorable kaaaan ? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3090471341934564142?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3090471341934564142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3090471341934564142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3090471341934564142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3090471341934564142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-just-wasnt-my-day.html' title='It just wasn&apos;t my day'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6590694918829948121</id><published>2010-06-13T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:05:49.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Some Promises Are Meant To Be Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TBTS4ACY3vI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NmC8FteZT1A/s1600/ib1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482238505941262066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TBTS4ACY3vI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NmC8FteZT1A/s320/ib1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inti Ball 2010, Crowne Plaza Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left : Anita. Right : Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inti Ball's over. Yes. Law Night too. Ahhh, pictures for law night is in my facebook so for those who are interested to have a look at it, go check it out ;) Wait, I'm gonna talk about law night first. Honestly, I think it went pretty well. Though we had bumps here and there but the event went smoothly. It wasnt that bad and for those who contributed in one way or another, thank you so much for helping and supporting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Inti Ball, it was okay. For RM120, I think the food wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; satisfying. There weren't many choices so yeah, you can say its expensive. The only thing that I liked was the ice cream and the chicken. Haha. Entertainment was all right, 3 singing performances and the games were just for the candidates for the prom king and queen which means, the others didnt played any game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there were no doorgifts. Correct me if I'm wrong but usually, a dinner like that, you do get a doorgift ya know. Hrmm. I don't know, maybe I expected too much but &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;, I've attended events where we  do get doorgifts. Oh well. Nvm, not gonna rub on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good side of the event, everyone looked amazingly beautiful, guys and girls. I mean it. Emcees were good and the place was nice. Yeahp. Nevertheless, I'm glad that few of my friends were present during the dinner. Oh aha, yes. This is gonna sound like a broken record, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I won the lucky draw's grand prize which is a 3 days 2 nights stay in Langkawi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually didnt know that I won the grand prize till Jay told me after the dinner. HAHAH ! No, really. I thought I got 2nd placing coz there were 2 grand prizes and my number was called first so yeah, I thought I got 2nd. Mum's already asking when I'll be free so that she can book the flight tickets to Langkawi. Guess we'll only go there after my finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. K bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6590694918829948121?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6590694918829948121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6590694918829948121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6590694918829948121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6590694918829948121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-some-promises-are-meant-to-be.html' title='Maybe Some Promises Are Meant To Be Broken'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TBTS4ACY3vI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NmC8FteZT1A/s72-c/ib1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7895792485169397270</id><published>2010-06-04T01:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:47:40.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time machine, where are you ?</title><content type='html'>3 posts in a row ? Dang, I must be really bored. Okay. So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALOT&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;of things happened lately and to be frank, I feel burned out. Like, seriously. I shouldn't be complaining cause do remember, as much as you think you are suffering right now, there are people who are going through situations which are even worse than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know. I aint complaining. &lt;em&gt;Im just saying&lt;/em&gt;. And Im sick at the moment so that pretty much rubs the whole thing. Anyway, law night is tonight. Yes, tonight. Finally ! Come think to about it, Im happy that its going to end soon but at the same time, Im anxious too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an organizing chairman is challenging, honey. Trust me. But nevertheless, I pray and pray that the event will go smoothly. *fingers crossed*. Els coursework is due next week. ARGH ! Then it's Inti ball, apparently the theme for this year is venetian masquerade. We have to wear the mask all the time but I can bet almost everyone is gonna take off their masks during dinner. Its not comfortable I tell you. Somehow, Im just not excited to go for the ball. I thought I was, guess I was wrong. Should have seen it earlier. Anyway, ne-ver-mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, constitutional law's coursework. Mind you, all the coursework needs 3000 words with lots and lots of references. Debate competition after that and I still haven't got 1 more teammate :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next ? Ahhh. criminal law's coursework. Okay, Im gonna stop now. So many things to do man. Oh btw, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;congratulations to Inti UC for upgrading itself to INTI International University :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; No more university college ! It's finally a university now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7895792485169397270?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7895792485169397270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7895792485169397270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7895792485169397270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7895792485169397270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-machine-where-are-you.html' title='Time machine, where are you ?'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6961984068150716559</id><published>2010-06-04T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:18:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Crossed My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfikeNLRZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/hpNOYfFk3As/s1600/gg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478596587930994066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfikeNLRZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/hpNOYfFk3As/s320/gg1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478596573120725650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfijnCIgpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/lUpQ16PWzTg/s320/gg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478596570217775650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfijcOBAiI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Do7y2dcLq60/s320/gg3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478596564287276802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfijGIExwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cAwOK2V2PnA/s320/gg4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pavilion,&lt;br /&gt;Home,&lt;br /&gt;Dome, Klcc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Granma, iloveyou :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6961984068150716559?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6961984068150716559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6961984068150716559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6961984068150716559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6961984068150716559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-crossed-my-mind.html' title='You Crossed My Mind'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfikeNLRZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/hpNOYfFk3As/s72-c/gg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6305172213183422169</id><published>2010-06-04T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:09:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ever Go Away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgsEZWk6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/p-VcWGnArmY/s1600/frn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478594519418442658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgsEZWk6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/p-VcWGnArmY/s320/frn1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478594513042117554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgrspHk7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/kvl0BuslF-k/s320/frn2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478594508768788706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgrcuRwOI/AAAAAAAAAxk/UzZLxc37Evc/s320/frn3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478594500685291762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgq-nBYPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/kx6hUPJ7ji0/s320/frn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478594491248536962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgqbdH7YI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KZhwhNgmbA0/s320/frn5.jpg" /&gt;Good ol' friends :) Some weren't around but its okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6305172213183422169?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6305172213183422169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6305172213183422169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6305172213183422169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6305172213183422169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-ever-go-away.html' title='Don&apos;t Ever Go Away.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TAfgsEZWk6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/p-VcWGnArmY/s72-c/frn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-377083807852495887</id><published>2010-05-28T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T01:02:47.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475994142689276930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S_6jqOMdNAI/AAAAAAAAAwc/tDmUl6p51_c/s320/rc6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Malaysian Cultural Night 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-377083807852495887?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/377083807852495887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=377083807852495887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/377083807852495887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/377083807852495887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-for-night.html' title='Just For The Night'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S_6jrs3wHKI/AAAAAAAAAw8/tmh-WeSjfek/s72-c/rc7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5198046698776164404</id><published>2010-05-24T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:25:17.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget About It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S_lVCf9HjlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JrhsQToUo54/s1600/n262871498238_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474500323471494738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S_lVCf9HjlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JrhsQToUo54/s320/n262871498238_2367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did a quiz. Seems that I need some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'll have more mental clarity, especially when faced with difficult problems. I'll be protected from depression and moodiness &amp;amp; I'll be a lot less likely to burn out or feel stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I hate it so much. Feeling rather fragile and vulnerable and whatever. Ugh. I should snap away from my fantasy-world-of-oh-things-would-be-perfect and come back to reality. What a bummer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S_lUrP9M77I/AAAAAAAAAwM/RwPAlRRDfDY/s1600/mn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5198046698776164404?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5198046698776164404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5198046698776164404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5198046698776164404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5198046698776164404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/forget-about-it.html' title='Forget About It'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S_lVCf9HjlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JrhsQToUo54/s72-c/n262871498238_2367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8591087883606848872</id><published>2010-05-23T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:13:58.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Takes Some Time</title><content type='html'>1) Do you have a dirty mind?&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn't do?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you look forward to most in the upcoming months?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What are you thinking about right NOW?&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who is the last male(s) you rode in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;fariz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who is the last person to make you laugh? When?&lt;br /&gt;anushiah jayakumar. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever been stalked?&lt;br /&gt;yes, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you think you will be married by the time you are 35?&lt;br /&gt;maybe. insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Last four things you drank?&lt;br /&gt;pineapple juice, mineral water, watermelon juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you wake up happy today?&lt;br /&gt;uh. so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Do you watch TV or listen to music more?&lt;br /&gt;music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Would you rather your partner have gorgeous eyes or a gorgeous smile?&lt;br /&gt;smile please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If someone cheated on you, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What month is your birthday in?&lt;br /&gt;august baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who sits next to you in your least favorite class?&lt;br /&gt;anushiah &amp; jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Would you ever get a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) If you could choose to live without any emotion, would you want to?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Did you sleep at least seven hours last night?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you think that your name defines who you are?&lt;br /&gt;i supposed so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What color eyes do you prefer the opposite gender to have?&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind any colour actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?&lt;br /&gt;er, i can't choose !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;not working at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Where is the person you like now?&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Last person you text messaged?&lt;br /&gt;jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;this &amp; listening to my itunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Next time you travel out of the country where will it be to?&lt;br /&gt;japan, hopefully !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;dark brown ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Are you allergic to anything?&lt;br /&gt;dairy products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Are you dating the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;i ain't dating anyone yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Who knows a secret or two about you?&lt;br /&gt;GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Did you have a nap today?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) What's on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Where did you get the shirt you're wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;klcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Have you ever wanted to be a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;yeahp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Where were you 1 hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;at a restaurant, having brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Has anyone ever told you that they like you more than as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Do you think the playboy bunny is trashy?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Have you kissed anyone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;daddy &amp; mummy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;can i sleep a little longer ? please ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**47 gone. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Is tomorrow going to be a good night?&lt;br /&gt;good question. i'll get back to u later. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Are you comfortable with answering personal questions?&lt;br /&gt;it depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) When is the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;can't recall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8591087883606848872?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8591087883606848872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8591087883606848872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8591087883606848872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8591087883606848872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-takes-some-time.html' title='It Takes Some Time'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3500909273009045360</id><published>2010-05-19T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T18:35:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls prefer to be dumped than cheated</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The whole truth and nothing but the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That phrase reminds me of our topic for choral speaking back when we were representing Selangor for the national level, 03'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days, those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing to see how all of us have grown up to be young gentlemen and ladies who are trying to ace in our lives. As for me, I'm done with SPM, A-Levels and currently a 2nd semester, year 1 student doing her law degree. Finals is during my birthday and it's &lt;em&gt;really important&lt;/em&gt; to pass all my papers for if I fail, then I won't be able to go to year 2. Yikes ! I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am. Rotting in my room with no one to talk to cause I don't have a roommate. I can go crazy I tell you. But whatever, I like my privacy. See, there's always pros and cons to every single thing in life. *sigh* I'm the vice president 2 of the law society, i'm the organizing chairman for law night, i have 4 assignments to do (3000 words for each) with super lots of referencing that needs to be done, i'm an average student who doesn't have the superior brains thus I have to work my ass off for finals, I have friends who aren't really my friends, I have friends who are indulged in their own lives that there's a huge gap between us now, I miss home, I miss my family, I haven't seen some of my cousins for a long time, I haven't been catching up with any of the latest movies that are or were showing at the cinemas and uhh craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just wished I can break free from all the shiznits that are happening, fly to New Zealand, rent a log cabin, every morning I'll have my tea and watch the pigeons, dance with the beautiful daisies and count sheeps ! HAHAHA. that would be awesome, &lt;em&gt;like totally. No doubt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, honey, that's just life. Don't we all have to go through it ? Be strong be strong. It's a journey so let's embrace it, shall we ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3500909273009045360?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3500909273009045360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3500909273009045360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3500909273009045360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3500909273009045360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/girls-prefer-to-be-dumped-than-cheated.html' title='Girls prefer to be dumped than cheated'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6914161193520655151</id><published>2010-05-13T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:39:41.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Hungry !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-vWujEcIQI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zTPJ7tY4e-E/s1600/pierreherme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470702267547787522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-vWujEcIQI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zTPJ7tY4e-E/s320/pierreherme2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tempting ! I mean, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6914161193520655151?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6914161193520655151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6914161193520655151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6914161193520655151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6914161193520655151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-hungry.html' title='I&apos;m Hungry !'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-vWujEcIQI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zTPJ7tY4e-E/s72-c/pierreherme2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-975509292748247059</id><published>2010-05-11T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:07:07.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Change It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muhammad Lutfi bin Mohd Shariff&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;my best friend&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He met into an accident yesterday :( It was a rainy day and his friend who was at that time, driving the car, lost control of his steering and the car spinned. The car didn't banged into anything but my friend broke his left arm. I'm sorry I haven't paid you a visit as I am still stucked here with my classes and stuffs. I'm sorry I'm such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have known about the incident if Zaneq didn't texted me. Thanks Zaneq. Ahhh. I remember talking to you on the phone last Thursday. It was midnight, I think. I was telling you about stuffs that's going on and how frustrated I was at several issues. You've always been there when I needed you. Since form 3 wey, I &lt;em&gt;appreciate it alot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dissapointing to see that I can't help you in any way right now. And, since you broke your left arm, you'll need to undergo an operation to put that metal thing and babe, it'll never be the same again. I know how much you loved playing rugby. It's like, your life, your world. And to be honest, I don't know if you can ever play rugby just the same as you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you'll get well soon. Really, I do. I've told the rest of our gang that you are in the hospital and if all goes well, we'll visit you soon enough. Insyaallah. Take care and I definitely miss hanging around at the mall with you. Or how you would randomly call me and ajak to go for a drink and stuffs like that. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really really hope that I can meet you in the nearest time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-975509292748247059?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/975509292748247059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=975509292748247059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/975509292748247059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/975509292748247059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-change-it.html' title='I Can&apos;t Change It'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6043922714949676298</id><published>2010-05-09T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:06:43.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You Mean A Lot To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, MUMMY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469113010054447986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-YxTljDQ3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/48ya2dmbSOk/s320/m12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469113007785335234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-YxTdGDWcI/AAAAAAAAAvU/IFLWyGrIwqY/s320/m13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469112557257935762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-Yw5Ov8y5I/AAAAAAAAAvE/KsDGwbmeSwk/s320/m15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469112548495121650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-Yw4uGu3PI/AAAAAAAAAu8/S3ecLl5NPcE/s320/m16.jpg" /&gt;For all the times you shared with us, for all the patience you had while handling your 2 little girls, for all the courage you gave us when we needed it, for all the joy you bring to our face, for all the guidance you gave so that we'll become a better person, for all the advices you told us and so much more. &lt;strong&gt;Bottom line is, thanks for being my mother&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, to izzati as well. My world would completely crumble if you're no longer here and I pray and hope that you'll be with us for as long as you can. With God's willing yeah :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU VERY MUCH !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p/s : Hope you're enjoying yourself in Langkawi now]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-Yw5ui-EsI/AAAAAAAAAvM/a2DdXhH2XoE/s1600/m14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6043922714949676298?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6043922714949676298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6043922714949676298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6043922714949676298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6043922714949676298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='You Know You Mean A Lot To Me'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S-YxTljDQ3I/AAAAAAAAAvc/48ya2dmbSOk/s72-c/m12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7935340041655236876</id><published>2010-05-09T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:46:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veiled much ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What is the symbol of your personality ?"&lt;br /&gt;I took the quiz and my result is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;veil&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thrive on ideas. Sometimes you are like the naked branches of winter, raw and real and true, the weathered rocks of life, the rough barks of the trees, but that's yourself when you are being creative. You are very creative : you have so many ideas and characters and drawings and things swimming in your mind. Your personality sometimes takes shape of those characters and things, and sometimes you make people confused. Your emotions, most of your life, have been veiled. You have been living a hidden life inside your closet of emotions and thoughts that you feel like you look at the world differently. When you talk to people, sometimes, it's like script. People think you're interesting. They want to get to know more about you, and sometimes, you let loose things because you are glad to let go of some things and to share some secrets, but other times, you leave them dissapointed, veiled again. You have a difficult and complex personality, but once someone is fond of you, they can never let you go-- you're just as attracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So true, so true.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might be a difficult and complex personality but I'm not sure the sentence after that however ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7935340041655236876?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7935340041655236876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7935340041655236876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7935340041655236876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7935340041655236876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/05/veiled-much.html' title='Veiled much ?'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5887686619228226954</id><published>2010-04-21T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:04:28.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unheard Melody</title><content type='html'>If you are born on th 8th, 17th, 26th of any month then you are Number 8 People. I was born on the 8th so here goes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number "8" people are invariably much misunderstood in the lives, and perhaps this reason they feel intensely lonely at heart. Number "8" people have deep and very intense natures, great strength of individuality. Number "8" people generally play some important role on life's stage but usually one which is fatalistic, or as the instrument of fate for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number "8" people often appear cold and undemonstrative, though in reality Number "8" people have warm hearts towards the oppressed, of all classes ; but Number "8" people hide their feelings and allow people to think just what they please (this is true, mhm mhm). Number "8" people are either great successes or great failures ; there appears to be no happy medium in their case. If ambitious, Number "8" people generally aim for public life or government responsibility of some kind, and often hold very high positions involving great sacrifice on their part. It is not, however, from a worldly standpoint, a fortunate number to be born under and such persons often are called on to face the very greatest sorrows, losses and humiliations. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I know its just numerology but its pretty close to what I'm like, in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5887686619228226954?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5887686619228226954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5887686619228226954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5887686619228226954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5887686619228226954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/04/unheard-melody.html' title='The Unheard Melody'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3316901851652626663</id><published>2010-04-21T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:26:31.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, it's been a while, isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, first thing's first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid sessional's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last Friday, to be exact. 16th April 2010.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't think I did well, so ugh ! But deep down, I know I gave my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So shutup, and let's get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was fine and second, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;started my attachment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 2 days ago. Which means, I only had a 2 days break after my exams. I like to push myself, don't I ? Though I know I'm not great and the result might be awful, I just could not be bothered. I hope I'm normal. I learnt a lot of things so far. Well, not a lot as in &lt;em&gt;a lot &lt;/em&gt;but fair enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some tips for my friends out there :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Even if it is your first day, your boss will ask you to do things that you have no clue at all. Really. I had to write a letter to the creditor's lawyers on behalf of our client which is the debtor. My boss asked me to draft a letter so I thought "okay, piece of paper, pen, go !". I DON'T even know where to start. I was like whaaat ? excuse me ?!?! But of course, I played cool and said okay to my boss. I wrote down whatever I can crap and gave it to him. He told me I had to print it out. There were few amendments and tadah ! The letter was actually sent to the lawyers. For real ! It was my work ! Whoa. That piece of paper cost RM100, do you know that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;2nd - Your boss will just pass you a file and ask you to read it. Once your done with it, call the lawyers and get the outcome of the case. Jot it down and ask questions like.. what have they done to our client ? Say, they've served a bancruptcy notice to our client and yet they haven't served it to us when we are the lawyers. So, get them to fax it to us please !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3rd - The phones ring like nobody's business. I think the lawyers at the firm spend more time on the phone than talking to each other. I swear to god. There'll be phones on each desk and it rings like 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4th - Law firms are seriously murderers. How many trees have they killed ? God, I turn every corner of the firm and I see stacks of papers and files and ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5th - Your boss rarely stays in the office for more than 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6th - Its freaking cold in the office. If a 2.5 horse power aircond is&lt;br /&gt;blowing right at you, you'll end up in the bathroom for many many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th, 8th, 9th, 13th, 26th, gazillionth, go figure yourself ! TEEHEEHEE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3316901851652626663?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3316901851652626663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3316901851652626663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3316901851652626663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3316901851652626663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/04/like-bomb.html' title='Like A Bomb'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4137642931126158497</id><published>2010-03-27T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:28:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have A Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S64iKAnC2MI/AAAAAAAAAtM/hHrxwNRTOMU/s1600/outdoorlighting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453333754150049986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S64iKAnC2MI/AAAAAAAAAtM/hHrxwNRTOMU/s320/outdoorlighting2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'd like to sit there and have a heart-to-heart talk with you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for I do not feel like expressing myself with words in a blog's post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though it's just about people and lives..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4137642931126158497?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4137642931126158497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4137642931126158497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4137642931126158497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4137642931126158497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-have-choice.html' title='You Have A Choice'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S64iKAnC2MI/AAAAAAAAAtM/hHrxwNRTOMU/s72-c/outdoorlighting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8570801238636498002</id><published>2010-03-25T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:23:28.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S6tEGxGn--I/AAAAAAAAAtE/RvPOmOAdv6Q/s1600/hopeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452526656913144802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S6tEGxGn--I/AAAAAAAAAtE/RvPOmOAdv6Q/s320/hopeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Never give up on hope because in the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope is all you got ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8570801238636498002?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8570801238636498002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8570801238636498002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8570801238636498002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8570801238636498002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-stop.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S6tEGxGn--I/AAAAAAAAAtE/RvPOmOAdv6Q/s72-c/hopeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4135652223751788488</id><published>2010-03-14T13:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:29:05.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Have Done Something Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mid Sessional is coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Questions are set by the lecturers and sent to Uni of Leeds to be moderated by the professors there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how our papers are being marked ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - By our lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Another lecturer in INTI as well.&lt;br /&gt;3rd - They'll have a Board Meeting and discuss about our results.&lt;br /&gt;4th - A Prof from the Uni of Leeds who would come down to Malaysia just to mark our papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anddddddd &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th - Another Prof from any Uni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contract Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is my safest bet for now. That's the only subject that doesn't give me much of a headache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Criminal Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a tricky one. You have to argue on whatever you know and apply as many principles as you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;English Legal System&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a dry subject but you have to have the art of writing flowery flowery essays and not just vomit out all the facts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Constitutional Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worst subject&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I don't even understand half of what I'm studying. I have a feeling that I might cry when I see my question paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Thank God there is no exam for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Legal Skills&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;General Principles of Malaysian Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dear God, please save me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4135652223751788488?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4135652223751788488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4135652223751788488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4135652223751788488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4135652223751788488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/03/mid-sessional-is-coming.html' title='I Must Have Done Something Wrong'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-255949998503528890</id><published>2010-03-11T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:10:32.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go The Distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iw9sD8FJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/BBYdlcvLEa8/s1600-h/re8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447298323150804114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iw9sD8FJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/BBYdlcvLEa8/s320/re8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heck yes, I managed to solve the rubiks's cube. Thanks Jay :) I thought you how to solve 1 face of it and you thought me how to solve it all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iw9LqgJHI/AAAAAAAAAs0/AYXIuVDA2oM/s1600-h/re1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447298314454180978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iw9LqgJHI/AAAAAAAAAs0/AYXIuVDA2oM/s320/re1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; High Court of Kuala Lumpur . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5ivwNS5L4I/AAAAAAAAAss/159rwgFp7AY/s1600-h/re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447296992042102658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5ivwNS5L4I/AAAAAAAAAss/159rwgFp7AY/s320/re2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447296979300531442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5ivvd1EPPI/AAAAAAAAAsk/5hv-gnQRIV8/s320/re3.jpg" /&gt;Legal Aid talk at the KL Bar's Auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447296962912928658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5ivugx9Q5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/TAyQV4_lOR8/s320/re10.jpg" /&gt;That's me, walking in the busy streets of KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447296955475321682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5ivuFEsY1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZHxkfMRlp0k/s320/re11.jpg" /&gt;It's not everyday where you see 50 people dressed in black and white, with their coats walking together in Kuala Lumpur, do you ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-255949998503528890?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/255949998503528890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=255949998503528890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/255949998503528890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/255949998503528890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/03/go-distance.html' title='Go The Distance'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iw9sD8FJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/BBYdlcvLEa8/s72-c/re8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8101284976998020475</id><published>2010-03-11T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:51:05.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Could See It In Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447292554339508242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5irt5kJYBI/AAAAAAAAAsE/DtaswXkMN0Y/s320/sr5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iruqWGi1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/CsdEl8OpSgw/s1600-h/sr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447292567433939794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5iruqWGi1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/CsdEl8OpSgw/s320/sr7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I prefer these 2 rather than make-ups or nail painting or hair-do's or wtv crap :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8101284976998020475?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8101284976998020475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8101284976998020475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8101284976998020475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8101284976998020475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-true.html' title='I Could See It In Your Eyes'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S5irt5kJYBI/AAAAAAAAAsE/DtaswXkMN0Y/s72-c/sr5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1302365017204226230</id><published>2010-03-01T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T18:47:27.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Mean It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4uUe1hqUeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tyaEotzbQ1k/s1600-h/stressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443607832092627426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4uUe1hqUeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tyaEotzbQ1k/s320/stressed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1302365017204226230?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1302365017204226230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1302365017204226230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1302365017204226230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1302365017204226230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/03/albatross.html' title='I Mean It'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4uUe1hqUeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tyaEotzbQ1k/s72-c/stressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5156822594797758648</id><published>2010-02-26T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:23:32.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos after we watched AI at the bakery :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4dLZC76EaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/WfBgCkWnC4Y/s1600-h/in9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442401568357487010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4dLZC76EaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/WfBgCkWnC4Y/s200/in9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4dLY_67-TI/AAAAAAAAAqk/QVJrOhRNWJM/s1600-h/in8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442401567548111154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4dLY_67-TI/AAAAAAAAAqk/QVJrOhRNWJM/s200/in8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442401278763844514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4dLIMHZw6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/EqKaHHrK8Mw/s320/in7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you know, that thing that I read led me to that thing and that thing la you know. So that thing and that thing and that thing and ... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA-HA ! A joke between the 3 of us ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5156822594797758648?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5156822594797758648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5156822594797758648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5156822594797758648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5156822594797758648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/02/campus.html' title='Campus'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S4dLZC76EaI/AAAAAAAAAqs/WfBgCkWnC4Y/s72-c/in9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4486519760678619410</id><published>2010-02-08T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:07:20.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Darling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2_pL0acZ7I/AAAAAAAAAps/y4QB1NJzrQI/s1600-h/W508_white_live-pics_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435819664516868018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2_pL0acZ7I/AAAAAAAAAps/y4QB1NJzrQI/s320/W508_white_live-pics_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I lost my beloved phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was stolen in One Utama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It might not be as expensive as a Blackberry but still, I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It might not have the coolest applications like an Iphone but still, I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It might just be an ordinary flip phone but still,&lt;em&gt; I love it very much&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's mine. I mean, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was mine :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4486519760678619410?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4486519760678619410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4486519760678619410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4486519760678619410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4486519760678619410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-darling.html' title='Goodbye Darling.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2_pL0acZ7I/AAAAAAAAAps/y4QB1NJzrQI/s72-c/W508_white_live-pics_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1257954684747466780</id><published>2010-02-04T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:24:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Without A Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like the def yo :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1257954684747466780?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1257954684747466780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1257954684747466780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1257954684747466780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1257954684747466780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/02/soul-without-mate.html' title='Soul Without A Mate'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2592593630518979326</id><published>2010-02-02T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:27:38.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait For Me, Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life in Inti-UC ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433478775411592914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eYKI8ITtI/AAAAAAAAApU/vsOMqkTpfUg/s320/DSC00174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433478794959330962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eYLRwrHpI/AAAAAAAAApk/D6pOuc_za1s/s320/DSC00172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eYKvC5hvI/AAAAAAAAApc/S5HMMa29zuY/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433478785640531698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eYKvC5hvI/AAAAAAAAApc/S5HMMa29zuY/s320/DSC00173.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;[photostated and original books]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mind you, I actually have 2 more new, thick books that I just bought last week and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; this is only the first semester :O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eXIzp8ddI/AAAAAAAAApM/BZyJEJYfnmo/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433477653006677458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eXIzp8ddI/AAAAAAAAApM/BZyJEJYfnmo/s320/DSC00186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"makan besar"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Nilai. That cost me 10 bucks yo. And no, I rarely eat like this. It was my first time eating it actually. Where about ? It's at Al-Salam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433477640777466034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eXIGGRgLI/AAAAAAAAApE/fKJntCHuI2Y/s320/DSC03972.JPG" /&gt;We had nothing to do :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;law students are great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, right ? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2592593630518979326?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2592593630518979326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2592593630518979326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2592593630518979326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2592593630518979326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/02/wait-for-me-please.html' title='Wait For Me, Please'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2eYKI8ITtI/AAAAAAAAApU/vsOMqkTpfUg/s72-c/DSC00174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8665453958456061608</id><published>2010-01-28T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:25:24.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Are Gonna Change, I Can Feel It</title><content type='html'>Have I told you that I currently am taking guitar classes ? Yeah baby. I've attended 2 classes so far. My fingers hurts, for sure. That, I'm not gonna lie. I'll probably take a picture of my guitar and post it some other time. I took up flute classes as well. HAHAHA. You just gotta live life to the fullest yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home and I can't wait to get back. Home is where the heart is, indeed. And and oh yeah ! Here's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toast to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; myself and the rest of the&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inti-UC Law Society Committee 2010/2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt; upon your appoinment as part of the committee ! Hehe. I made it, as the Vice President 2. Agagaggagga :D To the other members, I'm glad that we're all a family now ! Aiseyhman, macam buat speech pulak. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooooooo need to continue reading my criminal law's cases. Goodbye Earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Farah Chuah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8665453958456061608?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8665453958456061608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8665453958456061608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8665453958456061608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8665453958456061608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/things-are-gonna-change-i-can-feel-it.html' title='Things Are Gonna Change, I Can Feel It'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5808597150955298957</id><published>2010-01-28T21:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:45:00.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2GT2OU1lTI/AAAAAAAAAok/s0AN5vpkxEU/s1600-h/rifle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431785185353241906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2GT2OU1lTI/AAAAAAAAAok/s0AN5vpkxEU/s320/rifle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marc Anthony is a good singer and songwriter. Do listen to the lyrics of his songs, they're &lt;em&gt;deep and meaningful.&lt;/em&gt; I just played one of em', You Sang To Me and taaaadah, here I am, blogging about MA. A friend of mine likes that song, very much. I don't really know why because he didn't get the chance to tell me the story behind of that song. Nevertheless, it's fine with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum told me that few of her guy friends likes that song too. There again, I wonder why. HAHAHA. Curiosity is at stake, people ! I guess curiosity killed the cat ha ? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there who is feeling down or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;I have something to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers emerge from the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies, first, were worms.&lt;br /&gt;Wounds bleed before they clot.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts break before they heal.&lt;br /&gt;So hey, you'll be okay :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make any sense to you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sure hope it does !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5808597150955298957?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5808597150955298957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5808597150955298957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5808597150955298957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5808597150955298957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-good-look.html' title='Breathe'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S2GT2OU1lTI/AAAAAAAAAok/s0AN5vpkxEU/s72-c/rifle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8043744863840734537</id><published>2010-01-22T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:51:22.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Made My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429527709862309026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S1mOr2x7rKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/-tTHhwE2gGs/s320/platimumfmd7.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's 2 law jokes aight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Q : How do you know when a lawyer is lying ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A : &lt;em&gt;When his lips are moving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A : My son just got kicked out from a law school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B : Why ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A : &lt;em&gt;Because they caught him writing a plain, clear and understandable contract.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; [p/s : I hope that made you laugh ! Hehehe ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8043744863840734537?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8043744863840734537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8043744863840734537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8043744863840734537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8043744863840734537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-made-me-laugh-thanks.html' title='You Made My Day'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S1mOr2x7rKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/-tTHhwE2gGs/s72-c/platimumfmd7.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6975162244771994455</id><published>2010-01-19T17:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:03:02.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food For Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The internet here drives me off the wall, really. I should remind myself to go to the extreme broadband centre asap so that I won't lose my hair off because of this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's about mirrors today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mirror that is big enough for you to see your entire face would be sufficient. If you don't have one, you could get it in Carrefour, Giant, Mydin or whatever that won't even cost you more than 15 ringgit. You don't need those mirror that has an expensive mahogany wood frame aight. So all right, here's the thing. Look into the mirror and see yourself and tell me what do you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say you have never called someone stupid, its ridiculous. If you say you have never bitch about your friends, then you're obviously lying. If you say you have never hurt anyone, you're definitely denying the truth. If you say you have been nice to everyone, then you must be an emotionless person. If you say you have never told lies, then you must be a double-face. If you say you always spend your money wise, you must be kidding. If you say you are a good actor or actress, then you're probably right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, we as human beings, tend to complain alot and I wouldn't be surprised if it's all the time and we shamelessly claim that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"oh, I'm a good person"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Let me tell you what's on my mind ;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;pure rubbish.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't mean to be skeptical or narrow-minded but seriously,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;are you really a good person ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We look down on people as if we're way high above than the rest. You call someone a nerd just to be cool and make yourself feel better. You call someone an ass because you have high expectations on them and they couldn't keep up with it. You call someone a jerk because that person has done something bad to you. Now, that person might have done bad to you and because you had been nice towards that person, that pisses you more and it also makes you go livid. So, you were nice to that person or whatever but that doesn't mean that you were also nice to everyone that you have met so far. So what does that sound to you ? &lt;em&gt;You're a jerk too, isn't it ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think hard, think deep. &lt;strong&gt;It's just the same.&lt;/strong&gt; We're all humans, aren't we ? Of course we can't run from not making mistakes. It's all part of growing up. Don't ever think that you're superior than other people because in the end, you're just like them. Don't go round talking shiz about someone because someone else might be talking double shiz about you. It's all about karma baby. After all, does it really matter to be better than the others ? Well, it is, to a certain extend (studies, career and so on) but there's always a limit. &lt;strong&gt;What happened to the morale in you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're arrogant, well honey, the roller coaster goes up and down so you might not be up all the time. The world isn't gonna wait for you to change. Remember, life is just a temporary thing. This planet is just a temporary place for you to inhabit. What should matter to you the most is what have you done to improve yourself to become a better person and your devotion towards God. It's either heaven or hell and you stay there forever. I'm not being an extremist or pious or anything, oookay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there again, &lt;strong&gt;mirror yourself and think think&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;think !&lt;/strong&gt; Be good towards your family, especially towards your parents. Help the unfortunate ones when you can. Stop bitching about others because that won't take you anywhere. Study hard to be a succesful person in life and contribute something towards your country or things like that. Don't waste your precious life and time that God has given you all this while. Devote yourself to God because in the end, that is the ultimate one that matters the most. Parents and God. Yes, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have side-tracked a little bit from the mirror stuff thingy but whatever. I just said what I felt inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yours truly, farah chuah :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6975162244771994455?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6975162244771994455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6975162244771994455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6975162244771994455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6975162244771994455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/food-for-thoughts.html' title='Food For Thoughts'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5438511006432154740</id><published>2010-01-17T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:21:48.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity Strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S1KA9GyAFQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BMQHygtKnTw/s1600-h/platimumfmd10.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427542288215577858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S1KA9GyAFQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BMQHygtKnTw/s320/platimumfmd10.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;[p/s: Click to enlarge] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5438511006432154740?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5438511006432154740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5438511006432154740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5438511006432154740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5438511006432154740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/creativity-strikes.html' title='Creativity Strikes'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S1KA9GyAFQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BMQHygtKnTw/s72-c/platimumfmd10.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6367959805338375610</id><published>2010-01-11T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:43:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S0sARxLuDpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/DLcfrh2RtcA/s1600-h/howifeel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425430481358163602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S0sARxLuDpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/DLcfrh2RtcA/s320/howifeel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It happens. I'm feeling it now :(&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6367959805338375610?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6367959805338375610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6367959805338375610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6367959805338375610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6367959805338375610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-show-you-something-real.html' title='Something Real'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S0sARxLuDpI/AAAAAAAAAoM/DLcfrh2RtcA/s72-c/howifeel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3230578393066597504</id><published>2010-01-09T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:33:48.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transferable Dissapoinment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soulmates. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right. Everyone yearns to find that soulmate of theirs and some may take forever to search for that one particular person. Is it really true that a soulmate is a person who can truly understand you ? A person whom, would not need any explanation from you when you are feeling low and just nods his/her head and say &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I understand completely what you are feeling right now. Come here, let me cheer you up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. To those who have found their soulmates, *hands down*. Congratulations is what I'd say. Now, even if you don't have a soulmate, I'm sure we all have a bestfriend or maybe &lt;em&gt;even bestfriends.&lt;/em&gt; Someone who you would run to and tell whatever grievances you have, someone who would share your joy and pain, someone to comfort you and etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might feel that you can tell every single thing to your bestfriend and he or she will keep it as a secret and not share it with the world. You might feel that he or she understands you so well because you have been friends since small and yeada yeada yeada. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm slightly de-touring from what I have in mind. Anyway, I don't think it is possible for you to find that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"someone" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who can understand you 110%. Whether it is your bestfriend, soulmate, husband, wife, spouse, whatever. Now, I'm not looking down on the power of bestfriends or anything for I too, have bestfriends. You might not agree with me or what not, but really. In reality, it happens. The&lt;strong&gt; ONLY PERSON&lt;/strong&gt; who knows what is in your heart and mind, is only &lt;strong&gt;GOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, that is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what will you do if you came across this situation ? Best thing is to just keep it to yourself with regards any problems that you have, problems in which you think is not going to be understood by your "someone" and leave it as it is. No point on telling when there won't be a person who would understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3230578393066597504?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3230578393066597504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3230578393066597504' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3230578393066597504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3230578393066597504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/transferable-dissapoinment.html' title='Transferable Dissapoinment.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4318579150186332950</id><published>2010-01-07T20:54:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:10:31.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Got A Reason To Smile ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a plain, ordinary word with 4 letters and yet it has deep meaning(s) to some of us. Perhaps, to everyone. Thing is, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how would you define love ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it called love when you think of someone 24/7 and your heart beats faster when he/she is around ? Is it love when you take two hours to dress up before you meet that person at a specific place ? Is it love when you start missing him/her when he/she is gone for a while ? Is it love when you care so much about that person more than anything else in this world ? Is it love when being with that person is all that matters to you ? Is it love when you think as long as that person is with you, everything will be okay ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is it love when you have butterflies in your tummy whenever he/she is smiling so sweetly at you ? Is it love when he/she is just in their ordinary clothes and yet you think they still look great ? Is it love when you are willing to sacrifice everything you have got to lose just to be with that person because he/she makes the world go round ? Is it love when you're with him/her and all your worries fade away ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Theoretically, there is no definite explanation to define what love is. It differs from one individual to another and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe, just maybe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it has been argued since forever what exactly is... love ? It is one of the 500 things that scientists can't explain, that's for sure. It is safe to say that love is something that is felt by the heart, mind and soul. It involves 2 parties (gosh, i'm using the law terms right now. sorry. can't help it) and develops from there. I mean, as I said, there is no absolute answer to what love is. So it is up to you judge what love really is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In normal cases, it involves 2 person. A boy and a girl - the typical type of relationship and the other one is ....... relationship - be it a girl and girl or a boy and boy. So much saying about 2 person, what about love that is forbidden or love that is not expressed out or hidden and things that are similar as that ? If you were to sit in a mall, and look and analyze the humans behaviour (well, sort of) you'll see couples holding hands, giggling, smiling, being in their own world and I'm guessing that their love is blossoming. Right right. You get the picture, don't you ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what about those love that is kept in the heart and remains there for a long time ? Afraid that you might be clapping with 1 hand ? Afraid that you might dissapoint yourself ? Are you ego for not admitting that you might be in love ? Or maybe you're just too chicken to express it out ? However, there are also situations where you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are not even aware&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;that you are in love ! Not only that, maybe it's also due to the fact that you're forbidden to fall in love or maybe because you hold promises to yourself and so much more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is complicated, really. The more you run away from it, the more it comes to you. The more you try to stop thinking about it, the more you think about it. Oh God, please have some mercy on us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't say much for I am not engaged in any relationship at the moment and will not till I graduate with my Honours in my Law Degree. With God's willing, I'll achieve that and I'd be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happiest girl in the world on the very day when I am dressed in the heavy gown and that the mortarboard is planted nicely on my head :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I have big dreams, ha ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, anyway .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L - O - V - E &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was just a topic I felt like talking and I guess there's more to it but I think I'm just gonna stop now. At least, for today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodbye ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4318579150186332950?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4318579150186332950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4318579150186332950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4318579150186332950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4318579150186332950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/have-you-got-reason-to-smile.html' title='Have You Got A Reason To Smile ?'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3268484881103477375</id><published>2010-01-07T16:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:04:59.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fingers Are Crossed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Geeee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobody knows what the future lies for us eyy ? I did my resolution already and it is kept in my heart. Oh gosh, it sounds so cliche. Hahaha. Whatevs. I made promises to few people who means the world to me and though I did not said it out loud to them nor did I wrote it in a written agreement, I consider it as a &lt;strong&gt;very very important promise&lt;/strong&gt; that needs to be kept. And with God's willing, everything will be all right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it again, I think I entered into a Contract with them. There was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agreement, consideration, intention to create legal relationship (not to them, but it is to me), formalities, capacity, consent and legality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;Oh dear,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the elements of a Contract is fulfilled&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;! GAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that we, as normal homosapiens tend to take things for granted and pfft, it's pure bullshiz when someone says &lt;em&gt;"I never/don't take things for granted"&lt;/em&gt; What a big fat liar ! Ughhh. Anyway, I know life may be bad at times and we all have our breakdowns every once in a while but hey, &lt;strong&gt;that's L - I - F - E.&lt;/strong&gt; God never said life would be easy, did he ? ;) Think about it yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mummy, Daddy and Izzati&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you to bits. I know I have a huge ego and I often cause trouble and what not but I do know that I wouldn't be where I am today if it weren't for the three of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family is everything, yes. Definitely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope 2010 would bring joy and happiness to all of us, earthlings :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423911742515549442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S0Wa_iG1lQI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sm-864Pr4W8/s320/ngoya2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mid December 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423911733470602386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S0Wa_AaWpJI/AAAAAAAAAnc/S3HHZFAbhxA/s320/nwyear10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1st January 2010 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3268484881103477375?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3268484881103477375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3268484881103477375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3268484881103477375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3268484881103477375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-fingers-are-crossed.html' title='My Fingers Are Crossed'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/S0Wa_iG1lQI/AAAAAAAAAnk/sm-864Pr4W8/s72-c/ngoya2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8612802272002382484</id><published>2009-12-28T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:57:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes The End</title><content type='html'>I'm moving out of the house tomorrow, yes. To be frank, I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pretty nervous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about it and gee, those buterflies in my tummy won't stop flying around. I've been to Japan without my family few times but I went there and stayed with other families and also under the supervision of my teacher so it &lt;em&gt;wasn't &lt;strong&gt;thaaaat bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; though it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alot further&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than staying in Nilai. It feels &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now and I can't find the perfect or should I say absolute vocab to explain what my feelings are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past 2 months, life was just filled with lots of activities and events and craps. Infact, the whole year was filled with stuffs ! Because I was caught up with my A-levels and examinations and assignments and after that work, I felt that time really flies fast and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2009 is finally coming to an end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I made many new friends this year and I am proud of it :D I miss my girlfriends terribly and it's sad that I won't be seeing them much later on. I also miss my good ol' buddies. Ughhh. Rindunyaaa. And anddd, I will definitely miss my family fo'sho. Heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to let you know, I'll be staying&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which is the highest floor and yeaaah baby, there ain't no lifts yaw. Hrmm. I hope my backpain won't cause me any trouble as a result of climbing the amazing high flight of stairs. I haven't packed my bag so I guess I'd better go now. Byeeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cherish all the sweet memories in 2009 and forget the unwanted ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420290993438873714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Szi98MssWHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/1CYqx2A1NWA/s320/2010newyear_colour_preview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love, Farah Chuah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8612802272002382484?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8612802272002382484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8612802272002382484' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8612802272002382484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8612802272002382484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-comes-end.html' title='Here Comes The End'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Szi98MssWHI/AAAAAAAAAnM/1CYqx2A1NWA/s72-c/2010newyear_colour_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1119361970099995029</id><published>2009-12-23T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:46:14.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You The Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SzIQw6hQneI/AAAAAAAAAm8/NJqBV5QioWo/s1600-h/wp19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418411734208650722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SzIQw6hQneI/AAAAAAAAAm8/NJqBV5QioWo/s320/wp19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I can't help but to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this picture :DD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1119361970099995029?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1119361970099995029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1119361970099995029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1119361970099995029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1119361970099995029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-man.html' title='You The Man'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SzIQw6hQneI/AAAAAAAAAm8/NJqBV5QioWo/s72-c/wp19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6125779195422608757</id><published>2009-12-23T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:52:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS A WHOLE BUNCH</title><content type='html'>And incase if you're wondering, Kels did my layout. Its simple, I know. But I kinda like the fonts and all so big thanks to her :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;XOXO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6125779195422608757?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6125779195422608757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6125779195422608757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6125779195422608757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6125779195422608757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-whole-bunch.html' title='THANKS A WHOLE BUNCH'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5939116569704271408</id><published>2009-12-23T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:50:47.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was going through my college books and I found this;&lt;br /&gt;Short poems that I had wrote quite some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I could fly,&lt;br /&gt;The friendliness of the wind would hug me by,&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the gloomy sky,&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling low or high ?&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to laugh or cry ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A famous quote says that life is like a box of chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer to say that life is like a roller coaster trip.&lt;br /&gt;It's because you are aware of all the fun and heartache,&lt;br /&gt;And so, you're always trying to find your balance in between and not trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't run but to accept the truth,&lt;br /&gt;Although people say they will be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;You know better that those words aren't always true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the bears and flowers,&lt;br /&gt;They live happily ever after together,&lt;br /&gt;When you found someone that could hold your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that your mind is screaming out loud,&lt;br /&gt;Saying that something will tear you apart ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel melancholy and low,&lt;br /&gt;Always remember GOD is watching over you,&lt;br /&gt;You might not have that someone special,&lt;br /&gt;But HE is there to guide you through,&lt;br /&gt;And not let you be in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is nice to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;But what if love is not being loved ?&lt;br /&gt;Hush hush baby don't you worry,&lt;br /&gt;Oh please don't let me see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Farah Chuah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p/s : I stopped till there. It is not finished yet, I think. But I hope you'd like it :) ] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5939116569704271408?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5939116569704271408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5939116569704271408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5939116569704271408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5939116569704271408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/forbidden-love.html' title='Forbidden Love'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8914968170688095152</id><published>2009-12-23T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T01:47:18.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG INVASION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;This literally is a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BLOG INVASION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Farah, that I took so long to do your blog layout for you =(&lt;br /&gt;But it's finally done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The header turned out to be slightly cacat-ed =( Sorry!!  The stupid daisies won't go away = =&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to correct it another day, it's late already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe~ Hope you're not mad at me for doing this =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think you have to fix your blog links a bit, cause I don't know your friends names and all =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;♥ Kels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8914968170688095152?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8914968170688095152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8914968170688095152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8914968170688095152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8914968170688095152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-invasion.html' title='BLOG INVASION!'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4983770514766845087</id><published>2009-12-16T10:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:20:29.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movies I've watched lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415660072974938850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKJJnv8uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/XZhc21zauGU/s320/twilight_saga_new_moon_movie_review_movie_news.jpg" border="0" /&gt;New Moon was oookay I guess. Not a big fan of this movie simply because the storyline is mainly about Bella and Edward. It kinda reminds me of HSM 2 where the movie was soo much about Troy and Gabriella. Slightly boring, I must say. But not toooo bad either. Just average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415660070053295266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKI-vLNKI/AAAAAAAAAlU/hdbVRWIGMKo/s320/disney_a_christmas_carol_movie_review.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Christmas Carol was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The animation made the characters looked as if they were human beings and real ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus, there were moral values in it.&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_5415660064632241202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKIqisfDI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8dCTH7fjOSI/s320/love-happens-movie-links.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Love Happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet and meaningful. It was about how people blamed theirselves for the mistakes that had happened and can't get over it. The movie teaches us few things actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415660055555693170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKIIurWnI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Z5YRxNT0-bU/s320/the-princess-and-the-frog_290_movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Princess and the Frog was entertaining. Of course, u can predict the storyline a little but there were times when you'd go like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder what's next&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was filled with colours and music and it was fun you know :) Probably 1 of the nicest Disney's movies so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND SO, MY FAVOURITE MOVIE AMONG THOSE 4 IS ........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415660049174974082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKHw9ZToI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NujQgU0Yjqs/s320/princess_frog.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PRINCESS AND THE FROG !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKJJnv8uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/XZhc21zauGU/s1600-h/twilight_saga_new_moon_movie_review_movie_news.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4983770514766845087?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4983770514766845087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4983770514766845087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4983770514766845087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4983770514766845087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-my-point-of-view.html' title='Short and Simple'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyhKJJnv8uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/XZhc21zauGU/s72-c/twilight_saga_new_moon_movie_review_movie_news.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2172433049126717848</id><published>2009-12-12T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:52:32.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass and Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyNJ98dCWxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/g0cagAAWP7c/s1600-h/583014_704x469_62714381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414252505578232594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyNJ98dCWxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/g0cagAAWP7c/s320/583014_704x469_62714381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'll be my favourite place to just chill while I'm at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice weather, a good book and a cup of Milo Ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At night, I'd just stare at the stars high above &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and let the wind breeze play with my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awwwwhhh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyNJ9c5wA7I/AAAAAAAAAkE/l9vy8dlNrms/s1600-h/bild-1_62525371.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414252497108730802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyNJ9c5wA7I/AAAAAAAAAkE/l9vy8dlNrms/s320/bild-1_62525371.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, this is cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No need to text or email or call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just write on the board wtv msg that needs to be told to the rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and consider it done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2172433049126717848?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2172433049126717848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2172433049126717848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2172433049126717848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2172433049126717848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/relax-take-it-easy.html' title='Glass and Flowers'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SyNJ98dCWxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/g0cagAAWP7c/s72-c/583014_704x469_62714381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7308979421871584528</id><published>2009-12-01T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:08:39.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovebirds and A Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxShvEaP9RI/AAAAAAAAAjc/SyBTCXdT78A/s1600/mua2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410126882388571410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxShvEaP9RI/AAAAAAAAAjc/SyBTCXdT78A/s320/mua2.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxShu_mxyyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HIhSG2GbkeU/s1600/mua.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410126881098943266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxShu_mxyyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HIhSG2GbkeU/s320/mua.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How sweet is this ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's actually a chair or wtv u call it. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANDDDDD,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0-3 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;baby ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sure feels good to win. Plus, it was an away game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7308979421871584528?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7308979421871584528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7308979421871584528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7308979421871584528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7308979421871584528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/lovebirds-and-their-stories.html' title='Lovebirds and A Victory'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxShvEaP9RI/AAAAAAAAAjc/SyBTCXdT78A/s72-c/mua2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8002900587982131145</id><published>2009-12-01T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:53:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Quick, Move Slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122069052882898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxSdW5Vl_9I/AAAAAAAAAjM/V6cYOxQ6m3E/s320/platimumfmd4.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saw this picture the other day, cool ha ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's bday is this Friday. I haven't bought her anything yet and I plan on getting her something that can last long. Something that she wouldn't just use for few days and chuck it one side later on, something that is useful and something that she likes. I have to go to Concorde this Sunday for some duty calls. I have to be the faci for the kids that are going to Japan next week and I have to admit it, I really miss Japan. Unfortunately, I'm not going this year end but hey, it's okay. I need some time out. I feel like I don't have any space for myself and that is surely killing me slowly on the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my gfs. Really, I do. We owe each other a date in Pyramid. Movie as well as ice-skating yeah ? HAHA. I ain't gonna skate people. I'd fall like a humpty dumpty. Kikiki. I also told my old gang that we should try the batting cage game at OU soon. We were supposed to go for it last 2 weeks actually. But I went to Vietnam and last Friday I went back to my parent's hometown. This weekend I'm off to Concorde. See how busy I am ? I'm sorry guys. I didn't mean to make "cerita gebang" okay ? It's just that, things popped up and I can't escape it. Sorry. Shiz man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really feels as though I'm sucked into a black hole. My cousin is getting married on the 26th. I'm happy for her, may your marriage last long Along. I'm moving in to Inti on the 30th. Talk about being busy and occupied again. Grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8002900587982131145?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8002900587982131145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8002900587982131145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8002900587982131145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8002900587982131145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/12/think-quick-move-slowly.html' title='Think Quick, Move Slowly'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SxSdW5Vl_9I/AAAAAAAAAjM/V6cYOxQ6m3E/s72-c/platimumfmd4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-3752299802583389886</id><published>2009-11-20T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:46:59.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish That You Were Dead</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm wearing 3 layers of clothes and I&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;still feel cold. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I don't dare to take the panadol coz I'm such a chicken. HAHAH. I'm off to Vietnam tomorrow so let's pray that I can get through it w/o any hassle and all bcs of my temperature ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-3752299802583389886?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/3752299802583389886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=3752299802583389886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3752299802583389886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/3752299802583389886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wish-that-you-were-dead.html' title='I Wish That You Were Dead'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5628919169611645560</id><published>2009-11-18T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:57:50.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need For Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7ifQ_0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/NCgJr3q70W8/s1600/Rinspeed-iChange-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405461868784451394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7ifQ_0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/NCgJr3q70W8/s320/Rinspeed-iChange-1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7dHONFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1RKlA90LGfo/s1600/Rinspeed-iChange-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405461867341427794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7dHONFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1RKlA90LGfo/s320/Rinspeed-iChange-2.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405461863202900786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7NshSzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ALR_ff1euIY/s320/Rinspeed-iChange-3.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405461862862001602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7MbPlcI/AAAAAAAAAis/PtTu7s7IYwU/s320/Rinspeed-iChange-5.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWEEEEEEEESOOOOME !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SHIZNIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5628919169611645560?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5628919169611645560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5628919169611645560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5628919169611645560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5628919169611645560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/need-for-speed.html' title='Need For Speed'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SwQO7ifQ_0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/NCgJr3q70W8/s72-c/Rinspeed-iChange-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4680980372492419629</id><published>2009-11-17T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:07:34.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat with Me.</title><content type='html'>Ever since I finished my CIE, my life was at full speed. I started working the next day and I still am working, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. HE-HE-HE. It's really exhausting and at times I get a lil cranky and grumpy. Yes, I shall plead guilty for being such, Your Honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, mind you. I am so committed with my job that I spent my last Saturday typing out office letters from morning till 3 am. Lucky for me, my niece was around and I enjoyed her company :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gtg run. See yah !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4680980372492419629?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4680980372492419629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4680980372492419629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4680980372492419629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4680980372492419629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/eat-with-me.html' title='Eat with Me.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2965499676391038810</id><published>2009-11-10T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:06:45.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Guys and 1 Girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went out for dinner at Summit last Monday with my 2 good friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Megat and Alep :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402458402180174722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvljSxfGE4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/rPEZ1hiZAms/s320/b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402458409701019842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvljTNgNEMI/AAAAAAAAAhU/0Z1EXMoEqm4/s320/b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Johnnys yaw. Hehe.&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;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402458412387545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvljTXguL7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/1k6djMp8uds/s320/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stopped by at this burger stall in ss15, recommended by Megat. His cousin joined us for it btw. Long queues man !! The burger looks gooood but I couldn't fill my stomach anymore coz I ate a lot at Johnnys. Haha. Alep ate the huge burger though and I ate 1 piece of Meg's nugget :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2965499676391038810?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2965499676391038810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2965499676391038810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2965499676391038810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2965499676391038810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-guys-and-1-girl.html' title='2 Guys and 1 Girl.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvljSxfGE4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/rPEZ1hiZAms/s72-c/b2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7899562602890512766</id><published>2009-11-09T10:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:04:24.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Get Me Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, I'm soooo happy that Negeri Sembilan won 3-1 in their match against Kelantan for the Msian Cup Final. HAHAHAHAHA. I don't watch Msian football but hey, I was supporting N9 all the way man on last Saturday. I never never never, ever wanted Kelantan to win. Biased much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my prediction was right, K's fans were showing off their violent behaviour on that night. It's like a tradition. Whenever K loses, their fans would cause havoc. So when N9 won, the K's fans vented their frustration by letting off fireworks and smoke bombs. Some even set fire to the plastic seats at the stadium. Stupid huh ? So kampung-ish !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K were also fined RM90,000 by FAM in 2 separate incidents earlier this season. Haih. Some people are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just reaaaaaally stupid and never repent from their mistakes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Thank god the FAM is going to take a stern action against K for their fans' unruly behaviour during last Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got some Kelantanese friends who are waaaaay open minded unlike those supporters. So, if you're reading this, don't get offended yeah ? It's just a comment for those people who don't use their brains well enough. Hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell to the yeah,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHELSEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; WON 1-0 AGAINST &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNITED&lt;/span&gt; !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can't help this overjoyed feeling of mine ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sha-sha-shabooyah ! GOOOOO CHELSEA !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you to John Terry and al&lt;/span&gt;so Frank Lampard !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7899562602890512766?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7899562602890512766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7899562602890512766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7899562602890512766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7899562602890512766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-get-me-started.html' title='Don&apos;t Get Me Started'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1268461547299114416</id><published>2009-11-09T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:36:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handle With Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvbytHPCFDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/zZInLdEdF_o/s1600-h/handle-with-care-jodi-picoult.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401771659927622706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvbytHPCFDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/zZInLdEdF_o/s320/handle-with-care-jodi-picoult.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I really &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reaaaaaaaaaaaally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want this :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to MPH the other day and there was no stock at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it hasn't arrived&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;in Malaysia &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1268461547299114416?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1268461547299114416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1268461547299114416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1268461547299114416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1268461547299114416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/handle-with-care.html' title='Handle With Care'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvbytHPCFDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/zZInLdEdF_o/s72-c/handle-with-care-jodi-picoult.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6698675835032927254</id><published>2009-11-07T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:48:59.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River deeeep.</title><content type='html'>1 more thing, I've just made an account at twitter. Ch-ch-check it out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/farahchuah"&gt;www.twitter.com/farahchuah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; It's not easy handling 4 social websites though. I update my twit almost everyday but when it comes to story mory's session, I would still prefer blogspot :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6698675835032927254?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6698675835032927254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6698675835032927254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6698675835032927254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6698675835032927254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/river-deeeep.html' title='River deeeep.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7752524105670960246</id><published>2009-11-07T00:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:08:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Wars !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life can be so frustating at times *sigh*. I know I haven't blogged much and I'm sorry. Was too caught up in my busy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went for the International Conference &amp;amp; Exhibition of Criminalise Wars organized by Perdana Global Peace Organisation lead by Tun Dr Mahathir.&lt;br /&gt;It was the proceedings of the KLWC Commision on last Friday and the hearing of the KLWC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tribunals on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sad and emotional listening to the stories of the war crime victims on how they were detained and tortured by the US soldiers. Goddamnit. They're worst than animals !! How could the soldiers treat these innocent people and brutalized them without having mercy ? F* Bush and his adminstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've upload an album of pictures at fb and all the details are there so feel free to check it out there yeah ? Coz I'm too lazy to type it here. HE-HE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028711206756898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvRO_zkqIiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Kc1_PE1qSbo/s320/zy4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Jamilah, 1 of the war crime victims conforming her statutory of declaration and sharing her experiences while being detained for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028493656077954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROzJIiNoI/AAAAAAAAAgc/AB1D-hUBF6U/s320/zy7-members.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Members of the KLWC Commisioners &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028504488707394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROzxfPBUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fjPbxp-mTwg/s320/zy5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028499989726898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROzgumBrI/AAAAAAAAAgs/pSlCzT27ZGo/s320/zy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028495583621826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROzQUGMsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ORKcsdTFLFs/s320/zy6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;KLWC Tribunal Judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROywzzOPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WUjL6Ujw9WE/s1600-h/zy8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028487126661362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROywzzOPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/WUjL6Ujw9WE/s320/zy8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The handsome Tun Dr Mahathir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028103075289282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROcaG0WMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0PUZgat41Z4/s320/zy9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pn Siti Hasmah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028095101916738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvROb8Z0VkI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-DRaN7Mi81o/s320/zy10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mr Francis Boyle who holds 2 PhD from Harvard - He is one of the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028090742824322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvRObsKh3YI/AAAAAAAAAf8/MkFxr1JHMRU/s320/zy11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ms Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;Former US presidential candidate and aaahh, she's so optimistic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvRObfOxW6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/mbOws_ImNCE/s1600-h/zy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401028087270955938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvRObfOxW6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/mbOws_ImNCE/s320/zy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms Louren Moret, a specialist in health issues.&lt;br /&gt;She's just adorable and lovely :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7752524105670960246?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7752524105670960246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7752524105670960246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7752524105670960246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7752524105670960246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/11/stop-wars.html' title='Stop Wars !'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SvRO_zkqIiI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Kc1_PE1qSbo/s72-c/zy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6383790934596102910</id><published>2009-10-30T10:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:02:58.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama King</title><content type='html'>I hate Sir Alex Ferguson. Really, I do. I mean, almost all the time after a match where his team lost, he would make a statement and claim the referee was not fair to his players. Yellow cards, red cards, wasn't given the free kick, this that this that. Haih ! When they lost to Liverpool, I was screaming my lungs out. Ouh yeaaaaaaah baby ! Take that ! Muahahahaha. But still, the old man complaint that the ref was biased and bla bla bla. Yeada yeada yeada. When they won over Barnsley, he didn't complained anything pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, you can predict what's gonna happen if MU lost to another team. Alex and his complaints. Kalau dah kalah tu, buat cara macam dah kalah la. Tak payah nak complain sini sana. Tengok team lain sudaaah. Relax je kalau kalah. Takde nak blame refs ke apa. I mean, cmon man. Those refs are professional refs, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6383790934596102910?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6383790934596102910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6383790934596102910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6383790934596102910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6383790934596102910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/booohoooo.html' title='Drama King'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4694457150690146786</id><published>2009-10-24T18:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:44:36.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Deserve Anything</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;strong&gt;very very&lt;/strong&gt; emotional with the issue that I'm going to bring up so don't mind all the vulgarities that might appear as you read this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rape, Sexual Abuse &amp;amp; Torturing Small Children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so I read the newspaper and there's this particular case where a Sudanese man, who was a student in a private college here who had raped, tortured and killed his gf's daughter who's only 3 y/o. His gf - the deceased's mom is also stupid. Yes, she is. How could you allow your small kid to live with someone u just barely knew for a month plus ? Why ? Because you had sex with him and loves the pleasure of it and gave your whole trust to him ? Silly woman ! To add things up, he quit college and she supported him with money and all. BAHHHHH. How can a person become such an idiot ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the picture of that poor dead girl. My godness. She's got bruises everywhere and the report found out that the mother had also tortured her ! Both of the 2 idiotic morons tortured the innocent girl. Why oh why ? Lady, &lt;strong&gt;if you don't know how to take care a child,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DON'T GIVE BIRTH PLEASE. &lt;/strong&gt;Better yet, don't have sex okay ? If you're so desperate for it, go work as a prostitute and have safe sex. Atleast, an innocent live won't be in danger. And if you were to be contacted with HIV - Aids, god damn it. I'd be happy like the sun ready to shine babeyh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another case was where a girl who's 11 y/o and her brother is 9 y/o. Father re-married with a new woman and here's the story. The girl has been raped in a car for so many times by a man who lives in the neighbourhood for almost 4 years already. And what's worst ? The bloody man gave that girl RM5-RM10 just to keep her mouth shut and the stepmum would take the money from her. Her brother on the other hand, got beaten by wood sticks by his stepmum and one day when he couldn't take it, he cried before leaving to school and thankfully there's this lady who lodged the police report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, I really can't stand this kind of thing. Who the hell do you think you are ? Are you that great to be hurting small kids who haven't even taste the big big world yet ? Bloody hell I tell you. I can't stand these kind of criminals. F you. You all deserve to be tortured slowly by slowly, bleed here and there, feel the pain of being tortured and that you have no power to fight coz there is no one to care for you before you are hanged to death. Perhaps the electric chair would make you suffer even more before you die. You deserve those kind of punishments. &lt;strong&gt;NO MERCY should be given to yoooooooou !&lt;/strong&gt; I swear to God, if I ever meet these kind of people, I'd spit at them and torture them as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that makes me sound, well just like them. Someone who tortures the weaker lives. But I think, they deserve what they deserve for acting so cruel. "An eye is for an eye, a bull for a bull". So if you kill an innocent live, well, you should be killed too ! Even if I'm bounded by the black letters of law and can't harm you in any ways coz I'd probably be in jail for it and my practice license would be cancelled, I believe, GOD will punish you and hell awaits people of your kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, just how many cases have been reported so far ? Perhaps, millions in the world. But &lt;strong&gt;what about those unreported cases ?&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sure there are alot and those innocent kids are being tortured every single day. Gahhhhh. I really can't take it anymore. I despise these inhuman people and I wish the law would be stronger and more solid to take these women and men down !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4694457150690146786?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4694457150690146786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4694457150690146786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4694457150690146786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4694457150690146786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-dont-deserve-anything.html' title='You Don&apos;t Deserve Anything'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1891304377175568229</id><published>2009-10-24T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:56:08.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Do This To Me</title><content type='html'>My ipod is corrupted it seems. It's jammed, I can't update it or whatsoever. None of the buttons work and I'm biting on my teeth so bad that it hurts :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; I need some miracles to happen. Please help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1891304377175568229?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1891304377175568229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1891304377175568229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1891304377175568229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1891304377175568229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-do-this-to-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Do This To Me'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8107728528805135007</id><published>2009-10-22T23:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:20:45.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wallah !&lt;/strong&gt; I've decided to upload some photos just to share what I did recently.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395448761670388274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB8D_svSjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/2P84SZ01ZJM/s320/alya+and+yoyie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Alya the niece &amp;amp; Yoyie the neighbour :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They came to my place and awwww, just look at them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How adoooooooorable ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395448391719552834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7udhlh0I/AAAAAAAAAe8/6LQzF_n9d8U/s320/at+uncle+pouzi%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395448391451945938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7uchyK9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/gXUEkh-qzCo/s320/part+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alya again. This time ; Uncle Pouzi's place for makan makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7t6vML5I/AAAAAAAAAes/GvdFaGKFpn8/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395448382381371282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7t6vML5I/AAAAAAAAAes/GvdFaGKFpn8/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jodin's open house, Putra Heights.&lt;br /&gt;It was reaaaaally good to meet up with the "old gang".&lt;br /&gt;Friends for almost 10 years already and hopefully my prediction becomes true !&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395447820810052146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7NOuJ4jI/AAAAAAAAAeU/vX9ok5Wj8f0/s320/a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Menara Sultan Abdul Samad.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have my own picture there simply because foreigners have theirs but I don't !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395448371781122866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7tTP5OzI/AAAAAAAAAec/36vmllz_5hM/s320/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aquaria, Klcc.&lt;br /&gt;The background is fake and I think it's pretty obvious.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, some got fooled by it. GAHAHAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7M0YhrhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GK8YGFSjvjA/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395447813740015122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7M0YhrhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GK8YGFSjvjA/s320/a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My grandma yawwwww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7MkxPzmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/83whD_sSVwk/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395447809548734050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7MkxPzmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/83whD_sSVwk/s320/a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was pointing to a big shark, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7MTTUF-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/OPKSZkRaVzo/s1600-h/test1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395447804859783138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7MTTUF-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/OPKSZkRaVzo/s320/test1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Twister at home !&lt;br /&gt;I've got more photos of we-are-not-in-a-very-decent-position but I decided not to upload em. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7MA5I-aI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zN_9RKPDGHk/s1600-h/nad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395447799918164386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB7MA5I-aI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zN_9RKPDGHk/s320/nad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nadrah's farewell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to Ainsyam's Uni for 6 years !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll miss you so study hard babe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A simplified version of whats, whos, wheres and whens that took place in my life lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8107728528805135007?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8107728528805135007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8107728528805135007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8107728528805135007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8107728528805135007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-be-there-for-you.html' title='Remember Us'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SuB8D_svSjI/AAAAAAAAAfE/2P84SZ01ZJM/s72-c/alya+and+yoyie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4369370864563097203</id><published>2009-10-22T12:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:16:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could fly away right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know about down and out&lt;br /&gt;I know about when it gets tough&lt;br /&gt;Losing the fight, you see the light,&lt;br /&gt;And you just want to give up&lt;br /&gt;I know about being depressed&lt;br /&gt;About leaving someone you love&lt;br /&gt;I also know about standing up&lt;br /&gt;And saying enough is enough&lt;br /&gt;I've got a different approach&lt;br /&gt;To dealin' with emotion&lt;br /&gt;Keeping control of my boat&lt;br /&gt;While drifting on this ocean&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Keeping tears outta my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Unless happiness be the reason&lt;br /&gt;That I decide to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lifes too short to dwell on all that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Stand up now&lt;br /&gt;Stand up now, and I promise not before long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll be feeling better today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Much better today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Much better today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Today by Ne-yo :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4369370864563097203?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4369370864563097203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4369370864563097203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4369370864563097203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4369370864563097203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-could-fly-away-right-now.html' title='I could fly away right now'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7521476967282243046</id><published>2009-10-22T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:01:06.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;You think maybe that I'm just so easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You can come in and out my life like you please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But baby no uh-oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't you know it takes more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To keep a girl like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No more waiting for you to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't you know that you bringing flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Won't stop the rain baby no, no uh-oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't you know it takes more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're the only one not worth waiting for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br/&gt; It takes more by Jordin Sparks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7521476967282243046?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7521476967282243046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7521476967282243046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7521476967282243046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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My brains are yelling at me by saying "go to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep". I haven't covered the topic remedies yet. Oh great. Who knew contract law would be that bulky too ? Well, I'm off to bed i think. I'll wake up at 4 later on. ok chao. adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4404820517359863970?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4404820517359863970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4404820517359863970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4404820517359863970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4404820517359863970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-brains.html' title='My brains'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5440898614235367728</id><published>2009-10-12T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:45:05.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/StKJu4NyXrI/AAAAAAAAAds/KM7rE-nJ2AA/s1600-h/cielogo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391523142373105330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/StKJu4NyXrI/AAAAAAAAAds/KM7rE-nJ2AA/s320/cielogo.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MY CIE STARTS TODAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; MY LAST PAPER WOULD BE ON THE 10TH OF NOV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;OK BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5440898614235367728?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5440898614235367728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5440898614235367728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5440898614235367728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5440898614235367728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This is it !'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/StKJu4NyXrI/AAAAAAAAAds/KM7rE-nJ2AA/s72-c/cielogo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4520593236769198321</id><published>2009-10-06T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:11:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tensed up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Told my mum about my grades and I can tell she wasn't satisfied with it. She said, I might not notice this but to what she has seen and is seeing currently, I haven't been reading much nor have I studied hard. Blerghhh. I passed all my papers, thankfully but it's still not enough. I have and I mean,&lt;strong&gt; I have to get and A for my subjects.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed my SPM like shiznit so I should be working my ass off for A levels and the law degree later on. I just dont understand it. It's like fish man. Fish. Just fish. No matter how hard I study, it's still never enough. Maybe because I'm lazy. No ? I don't knowwww. She said she's worried about me and I should be worried for myself too. I mean .. duh .. Of course I'm scared the shiznit out of me. Ahhh pig wey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tensed up. I wanna cry. I feel so useless. I'm doing pre-law and I'm gonna do my law degree next year and yet, I haven't been scoring that A. Come to think about it, I'm &lt;em&gt;doing law, the &lt;strong&gt;dream of my life&lt;/strong&gt; so I should be getting high grades&lt;/em&gt; but I'm not there yet. I feel like a stupid fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP ME. CIE STARTS ON THE 12TH. THAT'S LIKE, 6 DAYS TO GO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4520593236769198321?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4520593236769198321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4520593236769198321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4520593236769198321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4520593236769198321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/tensed-up.html' title='Tensed up.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4472701305635397974</id><published>2009-10-05T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:35:13.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And ohhhh yeah man. Chelsea won 2-0 against Liverpool yaww !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4472701305635397974?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4472701305635397974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4472701305635397974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4472701305635397974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4472701305635397974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/beat-that.html' title='Beat that'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7933338957623341158</id><published>2009-10-05T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:48:07.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead meat !</title><content type='html'>For a start, I have completed my AS &amp;amp; A2 Levels course that was all cramped up in 9 months - standard period is 18 months. I'm on a 1 week study break which means I don't have to attend any tutorials or revision classes anymore. Howwwwever, I still go to college for some discussion with my lecturer regarding Tort Law. Well&lt;strong&gt;, the horror begins next week. &lt;/strong&gt;Ooooooh man. &lt;strong&gt;I'll be sitting for the CIE - Cambridge International Examination :S &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm not so sure if I'm prepared for it and that's bad because if I fail my papers, I won't be able to embark on the law degree programme as the requirement that needs to be fulfilled to enroll yourself into the degree programme is by completing &lt;strong&gt;and passing&lt;/strong&gt; your AS &amp;amp; A2 Levels of the GCE - General Certificate of Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*let out a big sigh*. Hmm, anyway I went to Inti University College, Nilai just now and gee, that place is huge. Maybe it's because Kdu is so small compared to other universities and the Inti-UC is like, 82 acres. Sounds so jakun ha ? Sorry la. I have no experience studying in a big big compound like university before. Eeee, macam kampung. HAHAHA. Just kidding. I've decided to study there next year for my degree before transferring to UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a campus tour and some consultation with the officer there. I like the place. There's 16 halls of residence, a huge multi purpose hall, an Olympic size swimming pool, 4 basketball courts, 2 squash courts, 4 cafes, a saloon, a Ricoh centre, a fitness centre and etc etc - facilities that I don't get in Kdu. But my feelings were all mixed up. I didn't quite like the students there and I wasn't like looooving the place so much but I like it. Get it ? I'm not being arrogant or neither am I being snobbish but by the looks on how the students dressed there, I must admit, Kdu students are more stylish. No kidding. I mean, let's not be materialistic but Kdu-vers dressed up in a better way I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 10% of the students there are Malays so you can imagine how many Chinese students I bumped into just now. Plus, Kdu is more like an international college because we have so so soooo many international students. You feel more of a mix culture vibe rather than in Inti. Almost everyone there is Chinese, in Inti I mean. I'm a Chinese too but hey, I would prefer to have all sorts of races studying in Inti. The saying of&lt;em&gt; "majority of Inti students are Chinese"&lt;/em&gt; is definitely true and there's no doubt on that. And andd, the moot court in Kdu is so much more alike with the normal regular courts that are around than the moot court in Inti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can't have everything huh ? There are pros and cons of studying in Inti but I'm just gonna have to deal with it. Like it or not. The major reasons why I'm choosing Inti is because ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Its a University College so I get to experience studying in a U. If I were to study in Kdu, I would only be able to enjoy the life of studying in a U when I transfer to UK. Sad, isn't it ? Coz I'm only going to be in the UK for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd - I have more options to which Uni I would want to transfer to. That's really important coz it's my future we're talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just it. I'm going to miss my gfs for sure :'( Shiznit man. I'm in a sticky situation. Grrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7933338957623341158?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7933338957623341158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7933338957623341158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7933338957623341158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7933338957623341158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/dead-meat.html' title='Dead meat !'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-408407814748994107</id><published>2009-10-01T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:42:03.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387639102395130290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsS9N_xEIbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/SvwNaNqZa6o/s320/i2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387639112926063266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsS9Om_1aqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/YKL2rUllVhY/s320/bye1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387639103912371250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsS9OFazZDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ORCTE_P3MsA/s320/bye3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, on the 30th Sept 09, my beloved cousin left to Tanta University to study medicine for 6 years. I know there's skype, facebook and email where we can still keep in touch but &lt;em&gt;it's totally different&lt;/em&gt;. Flashing back the memories we had together those were the days when we were kids with thy other cousins made me felt overwhelmed and I was controlling myself from not crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll take good care of yourself in Tanta and I hope to see you when you get back here during your holidays. May Allah be with you all the time and may your wish of becoming a doctor turns to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love, Farah :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-408407814748994107?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/408407814748994107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=408407814748994107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/408407814748994107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/408407814748994107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye ..'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsS9N_xEIbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/SvwNaNqZa6o/s72-c/i2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7901655121501666862</id><published>2009-10-01T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:07:24.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;It’s not a question of love and hate&lt;br /&gt;You made our life together so desolate&lt;br /&gt;Well I’ll just call this my resurrection&lt;br /&gt;My savior from self destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz’ after all the pain ya’ put me through&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand to see the sight of you&lt;br /&gt;And you won’t drown me in your misery&lt;br /&gt;You’ll have to find someone else&lt;br /&gt;To be your company&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After All by Saving Abel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7901655121501666862?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7901655121501666862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7901655121501666862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7901655121501666862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7901655121501666862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-hate.html' title='Love &amp; Hate'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-7148860455068501277</id><published>2009-09-30T22:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:13:26.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just finished scanning my laptop so it's working alot faster now. Yipppppppppy :) And yes, I'd better blog few stuffs tonight or I'll have so much to write next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So first off ; Mama Uju's Bday on 24th Sept 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Atria during our 2 hours break and ate at Kfc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387267579614249058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNrUhjiwGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/nLl1W03drhc/s320/u1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387267575877660162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNrUToq7gI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_3fwfbZgFjg/s320/u3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The birthday girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387267568866888162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNrT5hLCeI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Hi3-SCtiGtA/s320/u4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The only way to get all of us in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387267559267220258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNrTVwbuyI/AAAAAAAAAck/vaDC4UR4gnw/s320/u5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Tempted ? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387267552697190242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNrS9SBB2I/AAAAAAAAAcc/VjqSoRKiknM/s320/u6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Back in college and I was wearing a shirt that says ..&lt;br /&gt;"I ALWAYS MEET MR WRONG"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Second ; My very own mini bday surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My 3 gfs surprised me with a cake on the 12th of August, a day after I got back from Sabah. Coszila was not around though :S but anywayyy, I was &lt;em&gt;very very very &lt;/em&gt;touched by their thoughts and I was speechless. I think there was a point where I almost burst into tears. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387277104914673138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNz--EIrfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ow7-GZbtgSU/s320/cake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;It was sweating. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387277099899934418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNz-rYh1tI/AAAAAAAAAdE/EjHMfjYzpFk/s320/cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-7148860455068501277?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/7148860455068501277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=7148860455068501277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7148860455068501277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/7148860455068501277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/ujus-birthday.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SsNrUhjiwGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/nLl1W03drhc/s72-c/u1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4169039803920292308</id><published>2009-09-25T23:29:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:10:10.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Raya Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aidilfitri 2009 :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kampung Kepayang&lt;/em&gt;, a kampung where everyone is blood - related. No kidding ;) We do house-hopping every year during Raya. It's fun simply because everyone's house is only few steps away from one another and we get to meet well.. almost everyone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzoFq9z93I/AAAAAAAAAb0/KpytHIfxaaA/s1600-h/r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385434438558807922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzoFq9z93I/AAAAAAAAAb0/KpytHIfxaaA/s320/r1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzoFMOYCxI/AAAAAAAAAbs/kXICrUKT4L8/s1600-h/r2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385434422418094914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzoEu1kO0I/AAAAAAAAAbk/jaiiVSRrwMc/s320/r3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385434155076685266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzn1K6aDdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ueBnbtvDo0Q/s320/r4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385434146544406818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzn0rIJ0SI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ewFLHE7s8V8/s320/r5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrznzcCWc7I/AAAAAAAAAbE/FsSqAgcjZ40/s1600-h/r7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385434125313668018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrznzcCWc7I/AAAAAAAAAbE/FsSqAgcjZ40/s320/r7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrznzBf5caI/AAAAAAAAAa8/0v5u9SyT6po/s1600-h/r8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385434118189838754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrznzBf5caI/AAAAAAAAAa8/0v5u9SyT6po/s320/r8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzneUlsijI/AAAAAAAAAas/gYoDa_Gp2zA/s1600-h/r10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385433745900890642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzndWnS6hI/AAAAAAAAAac/YHhIZDEsJow/s320/r12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385433741813183378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzndHYtc5I/AAAAAAAAAaU/nZTSgBGdPjc/s320/r13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385432599217248354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzmam4nGGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/XCm22kSrJRg/s320/r15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431936300279346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzl0BU45jI/AAAAAAAAAZc/rwws3VqQcYI/s320/r20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431931112979042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzlzuAI-mI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LKKsPlIehdw/s320/r21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431918691704386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzly_urXkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/fdWy9gRktSU/s320/r23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385430357667030418" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzjz2ny4YI/AAAAAAAAAYM/NWCR_h1EYG8/s320/r31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385429723529652434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzjzOHQqNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/fb5yR2v2b04/s320/r33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385429714860120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srzjyt0SGQI/AAAAAAAAAX0/XnwWwAYtVXk/s320/r34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I almost gave up in uploading all the pictures just now :( So much of adjusting needed to be done and crap. Bahh. Until then, enjoy the pictures. For more, check out the album in my facebook aight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4169039803920292308?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4169039803920292308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4169039803920292308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4169039803920292308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4169039803920292308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-raya-raya.html' title='Raya Raya Raya'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrzoFq9z93I/AAAAAAAAAb0/KpytHIfxaaA/s72-c/r1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-5910124862353893292</id><published>2009-09-23T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:13:01.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the usual.</title><content type='html'>Raya was good. Ate a lot so all the effort of losing weight during the fasting month went kaboosh down the drain :P Lemang, ketupat, rendang, nasi impit, kuah kacang and kuih rayas, gahh I couldn't help myself but to endulge in the amazing local food. The photos are already in my laptop but I'll upload em next time yeah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just got back from Klcc with thy family ;) Went there for dinner and watched G-Force 3D. I enjoy watching cartoons so I might sound abit biased on this - simply because the storyline was pretty normal but hey I like the movie. Hehehe. And oh btw, I think I'm starting to get addicted to Ben-10 :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384330521663926466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srj8FQEScMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/98rJR8gniMg/s320/Disney-G-Force.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it's back to college life. In about 7 hours and 43 mins, I shall have my revision classes as usual so I'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toodles ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-5910124862353893292?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/5910124862353893292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=5910124862353893292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5910124862353893292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/5910124862353893292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-usual.html' title='Back to the usual.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Srj8FQEScMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/98rJR8gniMg/s72-c/Disney-G-Force.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8236169249919597996</id><published>2009-09-19T01:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:01:39.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidilfitri :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone just killed my mood of blogging. Bahhhh. I hate it so much. Now it's gone gone gone &lt;em&gt;anddd&lt;/em&gt; gone. Nvm then. Pictures will do. I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Muslims, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrPIUBevM_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/qlCa5UuYq2U/s1600-h/aidilfitri11xi7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866225958171634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrPIUBevM_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/qlCa5UuYq2U/s320/aidilfitri11xi7.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866237939559362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrPIUuHUq8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/c6k-6Y4g220/s320/1573365031_5596e0c939.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People of regardless skin colour, beliefs, culture and etc ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive me for all the wrongdoings that I'd done towards you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know that I did not do it on purpose so don't take it personally ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : will be out of town for 3 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8236169249919597996?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8236169249919597996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8236169249919597996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8236169249919597996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8236169249919597996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/aidilfitri.html' title='Aidilfitri :)'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrPIUBevM_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/qlCa5UuYq2U/s72-c/aidilfitri11xi7.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1590027918482116383</id><published>2009-09-18T17:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:04:32.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/em&gt;, 3 weeks of mock exam is finally over. Here comes Aidilfitri. I haven't activate my Raya mood yet though. Soon, I will :D Btw, saw this vid at my friend's blog and it's pretty awesome. Chh-chh-check it out ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RIh7vxdVhE4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RIh7vxdVhE4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas performing I Gotta Feeling at Oprah's Party &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1590027918482116383?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1590027918482116383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1590027918482116383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1590027918482116383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1590027918482116383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I gotta feeling'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8984876489029855522</id><published>2009-09-17T20:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:02:17.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror On The Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This happens when you study in a class filled with mirrors. Everywhere you turn, it's just mirrors, mirrors and mirrors .. reflections, reflections and reflections. HAHA :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382414097068549346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrItGqHTZOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/1OhZi1AyMEM/s320/DSC02444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382413750083596818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrIsydfpMhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/yrpN4nrKKW4/s320/DSC02454.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eid's holiday starts tomorrow and most schools and unis and colleges are already closed. Too bad for us, we have a 3 hours paper in the morning that starts at 7.45 and later, classes from noon till 5pm. Aahhh, what a life -.-' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8984876489029855522?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8984876489029855522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8984876489029855522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8984876489029855522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8984876489029855522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/mirror-mirror-on-walls.html' title='Mirror Mirror On The Walls'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SrItGqHTZOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/1OhZi1AyMEM/s72-c/DSC02444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2074554868640682552</id><published>2009-09-16T21:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:20:20.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under The Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd like to see your coolness under thy fire. I think it'll be interesting (:&lt;br /&gt;And aaaarrgggghh, my laptop is going nuts. It's really testing my patience. Grrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; very very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bad for my Contract Law. If Contract is already &lt;em&gt;thaaaat&lt;/em&gt; bad, what about Tort Law ? *farah cries desperately for help*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2074554868640682552?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2074554868640682552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2074554868640682552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2074554868640682552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2074554868640682552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/under-fire.html' title='Under The Fire'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1709539650336961347</id><published>2009-09-14T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:33:28.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't ready for it yaw.</title><content type='html'>I bet everyone's studying their bum off for tomorrow's Bs' paper 2, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Li Yin. Well, I'm taking a 5 mins break in which, I think my time is up. LOL. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1709539650336961347?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1709539650336961347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1709539650336961347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1709539650336961347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1709539650336961347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-aint-ready-for-it-yaw.html' title='I ain&apos;t ready for it yaw.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4502602362896364833</id><published>2009-09-14T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:05:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh NO !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Sq2xvQPk3aI/AAAAAAAAAVE/b-1P9nqHcoo/s1600-h/SuperStock_1747R-8641.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381152555149876642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Sq2xvQPk3aI/AAAAAAAAAVE/b-1P9nqHcoo/s320/SuperStock_1747R-8641.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Sq2xu5GBlUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EfjzFHANjZE/s1600-h/stockphotopro_187004qjr_t_ftp_upload_sup.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I regretted going to the saloon on last Friday. Blergh. All I wanted for was a hair trim but he added it up by cutting my hair a lot shorter. Yes, as you can see, it takes my hair ages to grow long ! And Raya is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; weekend. Kudos to me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4502602362896364833?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4502602362896364833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4502602362896364833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4502602362896364833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4502602362896364833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-no.html' title='Oh NO !'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Sq2xvQPk3aI/AAAAAAAAAVE/b-1P9nqHcoo/s72-c/SuperStock_1747R-8641.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2998412485806902582</id><published>2009-09-13T23:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:42:36.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To you, people like me come and go easily. So that is why you think it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to just chuck me aside when you no longer need me. You claim that honesty is your best policy, pfft. Yeah right man. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's pure shiznit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You say that you're different from the others, well, you're just like those ordinary typical rich brats to me. You selfish idiotic moron.&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;Next drama ; it came to my realization that I've been ditched by stupid jerks, friends &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and even&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by my best friends a few times already. Sometimes, relatives too. Why ah ? Is it because I'm not cool or is it because they think I can be treated like rubbish ? You bloody heartless people. But heyyy, I'm a little soft on my relatives because for the incidents that had taken into place, it wasn't that that bad so chillex sikit eh. I think I'm also soft on my best friends, hehe. Yeah, of course I'll get pissed at first but I'll cool down after that. I mean, they prolly did it for a reasonable reason so I'd forgive them. After all, they are my best friends, right ? :P&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;&lt;em&gt;Karma exists, believe me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What goes around comes around so wait for your turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day, it'll strike you back and then it's like, your sorry is 3 years too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been this sarcastic or rude or whatever in any of my posts before. I think I'm just getting sick of it and the volcano inside me has errupted so I just had to let it out. No names are mentioned above which means I'm still a polite person for not defaming anyone's ass. So what if I'm being cranky ? You should know that once you're close to me, I care a lot about almost everyone. It doesn't matter how you take this post, it doesn't matter how sad I am, it doesn't matter how cranky I am for I &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; owe you any duty of care to not be cranky towards you ? Get it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bottle things up because it is my erh, bad habit perhaps but once the bottle pops, oo man, it's pretty nasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2998412485806902582?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2998412485806902582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2998412485806902582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2998412485806902582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2998412485806902582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/feelings.html' title='Feelings.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-1462187023103112667</id><published>2009-09-12T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:05:19.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What else can I do ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So here's what happened. I sat for all the 4 papers for law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law 1 ; English Legal System&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3 essays, I messed up my Equity's essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law 2 ; English Legal System&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Case study, I messed up the question on the procedure before the case is taken for trial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law 3 ; Law of Contract&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3 essays, I messed up my Consideration's essay. Insted of focusing on the particular case, I went on writing the whole-long-winded-grandma-story of consideration. &lt;em&gt;Great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law 4 ; Law of Torts&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3 essays, I messed up my Trespass to Land's essay. I only answered 1/4 of it ? and I don't even know if there are enough facts in that 2 paragraphs that I did :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Seems that I MESSED UP 1 ESSAY in each paper that we did. A pattern, perhaps ? Haih. I'm dissapointed with myself and I'm sure my lecturers are dissapointed too. How am I supposed to face them next week ? Especially, Mr Bala. He's always nice to us and all and that's the kind of results that we are giving him ? Well, maybe not my other friends. I'm sure they did better than me in torts. Hrmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-1462187023103112667?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/1462187023103112667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=1462187023103112667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1462187023103112667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/1462187023103112667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-else-can-i-do.html' title='What else can I do ?'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2034693142626938114</id><published>2009-09-10T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:53:27.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A slap in the face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It might start now.. Yeahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well maybe I’m just dreaming out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Until then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home Come home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cause I’ve been waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;For so long For so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home by One Republic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bs Paper 1 down, Law Paper 1 down. Tomorrow, its Law Paper 2 and Law Paper 4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paper 4 Paper 4 Paper 4&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;TORTS TORTS TORTS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I should be panicking now for I haven't done much in torts. Actually, I haven't even started &lt;strong&gt;yet. &lt;/strong&gt;Just went through the answer plans that I have and that's it. Blergh. I shall study Occupier Liability's, Negligence, Tresspass, Vicarious Liability. Remedies &amp;amp; Damages too perhaps. What else ? Employer's liability. Ahh CRAP MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP ANYONE ? (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2034693142626938114?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2034693142626938114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2034693142626938114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2034693142626938114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2034693142626938114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/slap-in-face.html' title='A slap in the face'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-714461677292614851</id><published>2009-09-08T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:31:41.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to em.</title><content type='html'>I don't have much time to blog or should I say, I'm busy and lazy ? HA-HA.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm also addicted to these 2 songs at the moment (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdvPLtkSeHY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdvPLtkSeHY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mess I Made by The Parachute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_ZPvDNMcL0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G_ZPvDNMcL0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come home by One Republic ft Sara Bareilles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just incase if you're wondering, there ain't any official v/clip for these songs &lt;strong&gt;yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm superduper kind because I've actually updated my music playlist so if you're just plain too lazy to check out the web, the songs are available at my playlist. Enjoy ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-714461677292614851?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/714461677292614851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=714461677292614851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/714461677292614851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/714461677292614851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/addicted-to-em.html' title='Addicted to em.'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6832972585617947348</id><published>2009-09-08T00:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:51:31.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Love Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might know this song, but hey, that won't stop me. I loooove this song (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTTxqBo1b5g&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTTxqBo1b5g&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is love by The Parachute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Anderson (vocals, guitar, keyboard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Johnny Stubblefield (drums)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Alex Hargrave (bass)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kit French (saxophone, keyboard, vocals)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nate McFarland (guitar, vocals)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Will reminds me of someone :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6832972585617947348?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6832972585617947348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6832972585617947348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6832972585617947348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6832972585617947348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-love-love.html' title='Love Love Love'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2944859713539348565</id><published>2009-09-02T23:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:57:20.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onigiris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm gonna kill myself if I delay this post any longer. Haha. Been wanting to share this with you guys since Ramadhan started. Pfft. Anyway, the story is, I had 2 onigiris for my sahur [breakfast] on the very first day of the fasting month ! Yeszaaaaa :DD . I ate this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while I was in Japan and I'm&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; overjoyed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that Jusco finally sells it ! Woooooot !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376896541093260450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Sp6S6oXj7KI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EEuxuUX4ZgU/s320/onigiri1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Onigiri with tuna and mayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Trust me, it looks pretty easy to remove the plastic before you eat it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;not as easy as you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to open it up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that is if,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if you're slow like me. AHA-HA-HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and yes, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;superdeliciously tasty !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2944859713539348565?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2944859713539348565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2944859713539348565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2944859713539348565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2944859713539348565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/onigiris.html' title='Onigiris'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/Sp6S6oXj7KI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EEuxuUX4ZgU/s72-c/onigiri1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4605505907716210324</id><published>2009-09-02T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:49:39.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wednesday, 2nd Sept ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Contract Law's test from 9.00 - 10.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Done. It's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My fingers are red and they're still aching,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;due to the pressure of writing too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3 essays on law in an hour and 30 mins, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; let me tell you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently sitting in Lexington room, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;where it's half the size of a normal classroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;where the aircond is 2 horse power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and it's blowing so hard that I'm freezing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I wonder how my friends at the back are coping with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Next is double lessons for Business Studies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need to pee before I enter the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHEERS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4605505907716210324?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4605505907716210324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4605505907716210324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4605505907716210324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4605505907716210324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-you-and-me.html' title='It&apos;s You and Me'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-2658328486266181610</id><published>2009-09-01T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:43:12.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hi, it's already Semester 3. Yeaaahp. That's right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We have our mock exam that starts this week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and it'll last till the 3rd week of Sept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet, I bet-cha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wont be online-ing much for the meantime I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Toodles people !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-2658328486266181610?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/2658328486266181610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=2658328486266181610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2658328486266181610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/2658328486266181610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-8913740199555935352</id><published>2009-08-31T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:47:28.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's M-E-R-D-E-K-A babyyy !</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982149008869122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SptTSAaDxwI/AAAAAAAAATg/whiha3PVS-A/s320/samposter_b.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY MALAYSIA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;or should I say ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI MERDEKA MALAYSIA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Though the politic world in Msia is not so stable, I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;still proud to be a Malaysian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Though I have the thoughts of migrating somewhere else once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I've completed my 6 years of law's course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart still belongs in Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Though I love Japanese food to the shiznit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I still think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Malaysian's food is the best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Though the culture in Japan amazed me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and the Europe's culture that is pretty much laid back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I absolutely &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;love the culture in Malaysia because of it's diversity.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Though there are so many types of people such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;successful men/women or academist, or fashionista or sports person and etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;all over the world who we can look up to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;there are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Malaysians who we, can look up to as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Okay, so the list goes on .. But my time is running out so I shall end it there. Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I love you Malaysia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-8913740199555935352?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/8913740199555935352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=8913740199555935352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8913740199555935352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/8913740199555935352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-m-e-r-d-e-k-babyyy.html' title='It&apos;s M-E-R-D-E-K-A babyyy !'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/SptTSAaDxwI/AAAAAAAAATg/whiha3PVS-A/s72-c/samposter_b.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-6478191152333984163</id><published>2009-08-30T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:13:43.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no ending to it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick and tired to always be the one who has to apologize and take the guilt trip when things go bad though it really isn't my fault. *scratches the head*. Why me ? Why me ? Whyyyyyyyy me ? What did I do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-6478191152333984163?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/6478191152333984163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=6478191152333984163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6478191152333984163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/6478191152333984163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-no-ending-to-it.html' title='There&apos;s no ending to it'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908804805479124825.post-4546350556180867883</id><published>2009-08-30T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:37:05.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like this song ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jt07gzG4rfs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jt07gzG4rfs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smile by Uncle Kracker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908804805479124825-4546350556180867883?l=farahchuah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/feeds/4546350556180867883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4908804805479124825&amp;postID=4546350556180867883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4546350556180867883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908804805479124825/posts/default/4546350556180867883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farahchuah.blogspot.com/2009/08/loving-it.html' title='Loving It'/><author><name>Farah Chuah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04952610170700110364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kKgvddpNYtg/TCbbGIAUIgI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bhodLUPqWrY/S220/testing4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
