<?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-8139939342339240861</id><updated>2011-08-03T08:27:25.727+08:00</updated><category term='2009'/><category term='lizards'/><category term='asian'/><category term='best'/><category term='funny'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='cartoon'/><category term='blog'/><category term='general'/><category term='happy tree friends'/><category term='cute'/><category term='i&apos;m looking for something to jiggy with it'/><category term='latest'/><category term='room'/><category term='V'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='animation'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='miniseries'/><category term='Rats'/><category term='posters'/><category term='Roxette'/><category term='gory'/><category term='cthulhu'/><category term='Apocalyptica'/><category term='review'/><category term='Charm School'/><category term='Death'/><category term='rant'/><category term='Idol'/><title type='text'>I BELIEVE</title><subtitle type='html'>In the church of your heart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-4176553313085552240</id><published>2011-03-31T13:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:09:55.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PART2</title><content type='html'>Lalalalalaalalalalala!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been just like about 2 days after my last post, and now I am posting again... About them still!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROXETTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a freaking BIG BIG FAN of them, and it's been nearly a week since I got hold of their latest album (it leaked onto the net, and i got to dl it :p) . From then on, I just started to relieve their old songs at home and in the office, thru Youtube vids, musics, past albums, you name it...&lt;br /&gt;And it is soooooo GOOD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example their midtempo ballad, Church of Your Heart... I loved this song cos the lyrics are so simple yet meaningful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Who could forget Joyride, Listen To your heart and It must have been love; unless YOU WERE BORN IN the 90s...&lt;br /&gt;Others include Perfect Day (another fantastic underrated single), Milk and Toast And Honey, Fading Like A Flower, and many others that I could remember eversince I was young and the era was simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say till now is that Roxette's lyrics from the beginning till now stays clean and simple. There's no dirty word or sexual word being used at all compared to the newer acts that appear nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;So there... Take that BIEBER!!! Roxette's back to put u down!!!! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-4176553313085552240?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/4176553313085552240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=4176553313085552240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4176553313085552240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4176553313085552240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2011/03/part2.html' title='PART2'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-6978071077975625406</id><published>2011-03-29T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T15:01:57.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charm School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roxette'/><title type='text'>Remininscing Roxette's Roaring Hits</title><content type='html'>Yes, you got that right. ROXETTE.... Let me repeat it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROXETTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I so freaking heart this duo from Sweden, eversince hearing the first single Dressed For Success in the late 80s.&lt;br /&gt;And why Roxette? It's plain simple: They rock my world off that time, and still does with those songs.&lt;br /&gt;Roxette has been touted as the 2nd best Swedish delight (after ABBA) in the entertainment scene - (NO, U2 is from IRELAND, MLTR is from DENMARK =.=) till now, selling over 70 millon records with their 7 albums since the late 80s till early 2K.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, 2002 to be exact, the female singer of the duo; Marie Frederiksson was diagnosed with brain tumor, and that condition on average gave the patient 5% living rate... Woe to all Roxette fans then (including moi) that we will never see them anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, Marie survived through the condition and even came back to tour with Per Gessle (the guy) in 2009!!! What a relieve it was for us to hear that they were up and well.&lt;br /&gt;Now in their 50s, Roxette just came back into the entertainment scene this year with their 8th album, entitled CHARM SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4CV4XYDOIM/TX0GfzYveiI/AAAAAAAAC3s/t91m_7BqQq8/s1600/ROXETTE%2BCHARM%2BSCHOOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4CV4XYDOIM/TX0GfzYveiI/AAAAAAAAC3s/t91m_7BqQq8/s1600/ROXETTE%2BCHARM%2BSCHOOL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, why am I sooooo enthusiastic about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firstly&lt;/span&gt;, it's their latest album since their last album Room Service, which was nearly a decade ago, and this album contains all new materials, not a best of album.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Roxette to me is a pop duo/band/group that is different from others in this era of music now. Now, all we hear are usually aggressive hip hop (Eminem, Lil Wayne), dance hop (Will.I.Am, Usher), dance (Cicada, FEM, etc) dance pop (J Lo, Britney, Gaga) and rock pop (maroon 5, Linkin Park). Even pop is now defined by the very teeny boppy lyrics of Bieber, Joneses and Swifts (not to mention Cyrus)which to me, is either about teenage love or teenage heartbreak... sure it hits right with the pre teens or teens (or even 20s in this country =.=') but the lyrics are just that... It doesn't seem to make much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxette on the other hand crafts their songs perfectly with subtle stories within thier songs, be it catchy (Joyride, How do you do) or ballads (queen of rain, listen to your heart). Heck even if they don make up stories, the lyrics just brightens up your day with its simplicity!!! (June afternoon, Real sugar)&lt;br /&gt;And Charm School doesn't fail here. All their 12 songs are full of catchy choruses (check out their Way Out and Big Black Cadillac :p) and perfect sync of melodies (their ballads - Speak to me, No One makes it on their own, Sitting on top of the world). It will keep you humming, if you can't sing well :p to it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But less talk, listen to their latest here, and get the album!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f1N-Gf0Fbcg" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-6978071077975625406?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/6978071077975625406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=6978071077975625406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6978071077975625406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6978071077975625406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2011/03/remininscing-roxettes-roaring-hits.html' title='Remininscing Roxette&apos;s Roaring Hits'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4CV4XYDOIM/TX0GfzYveiI/AAAAAAAAC3s/t91m_7BqQq8/s72-c/ROXETTE%2BCHARM%2BSCHOOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3861578485283276335</id><published>2011-02-22T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:35:56.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, new problems...</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since I last update this blog; eversince last year.&lt;br /&gt;Now that the year is new, it's something new to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting the new year, and the first blog in AGES is a complain... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BLOODY HURT, ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;YET I CAN'T DO THAT&lt;br /&gt;COS ALL IN ALL, I STILL THINK FOR U ALL.&lt;br /&gt;ALSO.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BLOODY AMAZED AT YOUR FAITHLESSNESS IN YOURSELVES, THEREFORE I UNDERSTAND.&lt;br /&gt;BUT PLEASE, I RESENT THAT LACK OF FAITH, COS IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN LOSE FAITH IN OTHERS BECAUSE OF THAT.&lt;br /&gt;NOR NOT APPRECIATING THEM&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3861578485283276335?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3861578485283276335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3861578485283276335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3861578485283276335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3861578485283276335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-year-new-problems.html' title='New year, new problems...'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8512073132174454276</id><published>2010-04-23T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:00:31.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute song, funny video</title><content type='html'>Nuff said actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This was a video which I managed to see halfway before I went to work a few days ago. The video gave me an impression to the point that I ave to put it here :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The song is nice, actually - An indie song sang by an indie band in U.S. - I think they won't stay indie too long since they are getting quite some airplay around with the new album called Contra. The first single was Cousin and this sencond single is calle Giving Up The Gun...&lt;br /&gt;  Watch the video, it'll surprise you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hint: There are 5 'guests' in the video :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bccKotFwzoY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bccKotFwzoY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/8139939342339240861-8512073132174454276?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8512073132174454276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8512073132174454276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8512073132174454276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8512073132174454276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/04/cute-song-funny-video.html' title='cute song, funny video'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2278281356963860770</id><published>2010-04-21T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:38:30.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>video</title><content type='html'>Found this video as I was browsing thru Boyzone and some other 90s group videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was apparently a video in 2008, that was released only in UK, wasn't released in Asia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vvRegdR61DU&amp;amp;playnext_from=TL&amp;amp;videos=TuoZScAgRWs&amp;amp;feature=grec"&gt;URL&lt;/a&gt;, since it wasn't embedded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2278281356963860770?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2278281356963860770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2278281356963860770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2278281356963860770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2278281356963860770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/04/video.html' title='video'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5761864314019077839</id><published>2010-04-14T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:55:00.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Sigh.............&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Exams are in the air, with the kids going for their "FIRST FORMAL COLLEGE EXAMINATIONS" - such an exam are usually the worry of many a lecturers, including MOI. Why? Their results kind of portrays what lecturer been teaching. good results - good lecturer, bad results? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's also where I am slightly free, as I do not have classes. Alas, the free time is taken over by the INVIGILATIONS  I have to do instead... Aiyo... And other admin works... I don even have the time to so call update my other blogs too, including the work blog. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is where daydreams are kinda cool, at least u can take a bit of time "imagining happy things" for a moment to yourself, before the reality of the day comes crashing in again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Which entails me to say some things: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; OWLCITY is kinda alright as an entertainer. His songs are surprisingly DREAMY and sometimes sweet. Don expect any complex rythm or anything though. The melody is so simple u'd think it was an 80s song. So far 2 singles came out, namely Fireflies and Vanilly Sky. Ain't too bad videos too. Latest single is know as early birdie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sUxLpFilyNM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sUxLpFilyNM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/psuRGfAaju4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/psuRGfAaju4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIz2K3ArrWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pIz2K3ArrWk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Some  upcoming movies that I watched its trailers are kinda exciting. These included the new version of Nightmare on Elm Street and Predator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. TRON!!!!! HARRY!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0lzfu_IOngk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0lzfu_IOngk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwvhW0ulclA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwvhW0ulclA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q9IIM3_TTA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q9IIM3_TTA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Night Horrors books from White Wolf Publishers are oh so good :)&lt;br /&gt;    -  got one already about 2 months ago, titled Immortal sinners. The vampire details of the characters are so fleshed out nicely. Wanted to buy others too... Including Wolfsbane (on werewolves) and Grim Fears ( on Changelings)&lt;br /&gt;    -   ended up managing to order another 2 others, Dead something (vamps again) and Unbidden (mage :P)... Will hope to get it by MAY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5761864314019077839?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5761864314019077839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5761864314019077839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5761864314019077839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5761864314019077839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7921058363187433391</id><published>2010-03-31T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:23:04.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance more</title><content type='html'>As i was saying previously, dance music changed so much right at the turn of the &lt;br /&gt;21st Century, when hip hop and gangsta rap became more pronounced, with 50cents, Lil Wayne, Eminem, Busta Rhymes and others appearing with danceable rap... Listen to In da Club, the beat is so busting... I bet u are moving a bit to the tune u are remembering from it itself...&lt;br /&gt;These music got more complex with meshes or mixes of different genres, again especially with hip hop... Hip hop began fusing with pop, producing dance tunes like ones u listen from Destiny's Child, B'yonce, Eve, Missy Elliot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, the point here is that the meshing and complexity that occured now made the music scene more chaotic than order. It's kinda hard to dance to a song already, cos they are soo specific already... How to dance to In da club? Head bob, breakdance a bit... Can u do the pop choreograph from it? Can but hard... this is due to the tune itself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Unlike the 80s, 90s. Dance was considered more "pure" in ways that u can nearly dance to any of the songs... Does this dilute the song? No actually... U in fact can create better moves along with it. The flow and pattern is wider. Experimentation is easier too...&lt;br /&gt;Now, we have seen some of the vids already previously, and like other pop songs, they are "dancy", not pure dance...&lt;br /&gt;Dance iteslf is different... U have a range of heavy beats in dance, which beats at a certain period in the song, making repetitions and such too. It is also divisible... U have jungle house, pure house, trance, acid jazz, fusion jazz, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good djs will be able to make a person dance to their songs, that is their duty. What? I am stating that: As long as u can dance to it,it's DANCE. Examples of such DJs include &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVrA2mtrHUM"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemical Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Paul VAn &lt;/strong&gt;Dyk,and others below :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rv9hfuocvEI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rv9hfuocvEI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNp5340EzBI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNp5340EzBI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Armin Van Buuren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/olHnyslc-OM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/olHnyslc-OM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prodigy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sLRMAkc2aM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sLRMAkc2aM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7921058363187433391?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7921058363187433391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7921058363187433391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7921058363187433391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7921058363187433391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/dance-more.html' title='Dance more'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2803058163565336204</id><published>2010-03-30T10:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:06:08.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance baby dance</title><content type='html'>An inter highschool dance competition was held in my workplace not so long ago, I think about a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;The dances by the schoolkids and the songs they choreographed to made me think about the definition of dance in this modern time... YES. MODERN DANCING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now songs that people dance are sooooo different from my time.They now have so many different beats, hip hop, gangsta rap (no idea how they dance to it), pop, even rock... Not to mention that Korean and Japanese are thrown into the fray now, with the burst of Korean group acts like 2Ne1, Kara, Super Junior, 2AM, Shinee and so much more...&lt;br /&gt;Back in my days we used to have either pure pop (band songs mostly) or dance pop... Who were the purveyors? Janet, Madonna, Kylie, Cher... These singers know how to make people dance...&lt;br /&gt;Pop dance? ATC, Aqua, Ace of base... yes they were cheesy at times, but they do know how to make dance songs... We can practically choreograph a whole dance to their one song, no need to "mesh" songs together like nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, below are some of my favourite ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDKva-s_khY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDKva-s_khY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Timbaland managed to squeeze in due to his enigmatic dance tunes. He manages to make a song dancable like mad in this currenlt chaotic musical era...Hence in my list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFx3WX4DES0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFx3WX4DES0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahh... Her famous dance tune, not to mention her "costume"... My favourite comeback song from her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fquGNHiEG-4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fquGNHiEG-4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Janet is as good as her brother Michael, if not better. Her choreographs might not be active like MJ's Dangerous/smooth criminal, but she damn have her own good moves. Don't believe it? look at this vid, and check out Scream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zc3BVU-Rno&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7zc3BVU-Rno&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ace of Base were the 90s dance group, with hits like Happy Nation, all that she wants, beautiful life. They disbanded towards 2000. The video here was the latest from them, in 2006. It's good. Not too dancy, but good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJ3g3pI3dd4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJ3g3pI3dd4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ATC might not ring a bell within the 90s, as there were quite a number of European dance groups that time. But they were not too bad with the beats too. More famous for the song "Around the world - lalalalala" song, the video up is another dance beat, albeit a less known, but good one too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqua&lt;/strong&gt; came into the 90s with a godly cheesy song known as Barbie song, which received heavy criticism and airplay, both media and internationally. Their song that time heavily had double entendree in the song. Yet the dance beat made it huge around the world. &lt;br /&gt;They the followed with more danceable tunes like Dr. Jones, lollipop, Cartoon Heroes, and a definite ballad piece "turn back time". They split in 2000, before coming back in 2009 with a greatest hits album and 3 new singles. Below are 2 of the 3 new ones. I liked mama said as it's sooooo different from their earlier ones. Back to the 80s sound like them again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LRb4C-3tJQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LRb4C-3tJQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kw5s3CB_1pE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kw5s3CB_1pE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other dance artists includes Lady gaga ( a new one again, like Timbaland - but great dance tunes)and Sugababes, purveyors of "cool teen dance tunes" (to me lah), but their vids are shown anyways... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2803058163565336204?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2803058163565336204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2803058163565336204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2803058163565336204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2803058163565336204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/dance-baby-dance_30.html' title='Dance baby dance'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1776856989373251605</id><published>2010-03-24T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:54:00.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copernicum and others</title><content type='html'>Well. It's official. The heaviest element to date has just be named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/strangenews/heaviest-element-copernicum-100224.html"&gt;COPERNICIUM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S6mLgQ0XzpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/67x6EIwLtLs/s1600-h/PeriodicTable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452042210295402130" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S6mLgQ0XzpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/67x6EIwLtLs/s400/PeriodicTable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, based on the periodic table that we have been seen eversince the beginning of our school years, it is kinda obvious that they do need a slight re-do on the table don u think? This table was in a sense the "lates" one, with atomic number going highest to 103 (Lr - Lawrencium). THAT WAS WAY PASSE now... We have till 112 for pete's sake!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, to those who wants to know, the elements after 103 till the latest is below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104 - Rf - Rutherfordium&lt;br /&gt;105 - Db - Dubnium&lt;br /&gt;106 - Sg - Seaborgium&lt;br /&gt;107 - Bh - Bohrium&lt;br /&gt;108 - Hs - Hassium&lt;br /&gt;109 - Mt - Meitnerium&lt;br /&gt;110 - Ds - Darmstadtium&lt;br /&gt;111 - Rg - Roentgenium&lt;br /&gt;112 - Cn - Copernicium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good in chemistry!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68D4GB6zJFc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68D4GB6zJFc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/8139939342339240861-1776856989373251605?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1776856989373251605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1776856989373251605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1776856989373251605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1776856989373251605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/copernicum-and-others.html' title='Copernicum and others'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S6mLgQ0XzpI/AAAAAAAAAdM/67x6EIwLtLs/s72-c/PeriodicTable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5780182115928038284</id><published>2010-03-22T14:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:33:29.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album review : Brother</title><content type='html'>A review post. WOW...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this review is on Boyzone's LATEST ORIGINAL album entitled &lt;strong&gt;Brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S6cTnEk5rBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BcXWT3cMbt0/s1600-h/boyzone-brother-tour-ad-pre-sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451347435919617042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S6cTnEk5rBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BcXWT3cMbt0/s400/boyzone-brother-tour-ad-pre-sale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. I AM A BOYZONE FAN. STILL A BOYZONE FAN. Never like other bands, even when their songs are noteworthy (Back for good,quit playing games with my heart,bye x3). HATED WESTLIFE (Songs were ok though..).&lt;br /&gt;There. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the review.&lt;br /&gt; Boyzone kinda left off and disbanded in about 2002, if I'm not wrong - I am a fan, &lt;strong&gt;not a FANATIC&lt;/strong&gt;. They disbanded on the heels of other boybands that did the same; all during the so-called GLORY DAYS of boybands. Now, unlike other groups; Boyzone was more into covers and ballads. Their hits at the time they left off included Words, Love me for a reason, Everyday I love you, Baby can I hold you tonight, A different beat,No matter What as well as faster tunes like Picture Of You. These songs were the ones that differentiated them- cos their songs were sugary sweet ballads.&lt;br /&gt; Coming back in 2008/2009, Boyzone tried to jump back into the music scene like Take That (which did the same that year)with some life concert, and a Best of ( Yet again..) album that had 3 new songs. Didn't make impact - unless on Lite Fm.&lt;br /&gt; At the end of 2009, rumours had it that Ronan and company were in the midst of producing a new album, before the tragic death of Stephen Gately, or more known as Steo to them in October 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to that, the album was shifted in its direction and ended becoming a tribute album of some sorts. Hence the title of the new album &lt;strong&gt;BROTHER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To the noobs, this album will be MEH for them, especially in this era of fast hip hop, dance tuned musicology (Jason Gerulo, Bieber, L. Gaga, Byonce, etc). You will not get the album, unless u are a fan. &lt;br /&gt; For me, I didn't know till I saw it a few days ago in a musc shop. Then my friend told me the single came out for it.. SINGLE?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt; It was a tribute single in a way, yet containing Steo's vocals here. A departure of sorts for Boyzone, the song is not too bad, with raggae tinge to it. The lyrics were written by &lt;strong&gt;Mika&lt;/strong&gt; himself as well. Title of the song was apt also, in my opinion : &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gave It All Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; The single is bound to get onto the fans especially, with the opening lines helmed by none other than Gately himself - I will learn to live b4 I die... (SO SCARY...)&lt;br /&gt; The &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9n8fxrejX78"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; was good. Again, a tribute video, kind emotional. Apparent on the group itself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The departure was alas, awhile. Even to a Boyzone fan, I was slightly disappointed with the effort, as the whole album seemed to be a 12 songs of tribute, kinda tossed in for sake of paying tribute to their "Brother". &lt;br /&gt; Don get me wrong, it's not that the album is dismal. It had some good gems in it, and the vocal arrangements are more widely lead now compared to before, where only Ronan or gately had the helmlight. This time, Even Mike Graham and Shane Lynch took the lead in a few songs. If they could do this earlier... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Back to the album, it was rather safe actually. No boundaries were broken, unlike their previous albums (&lt;strong&gt;Different beat &lt;/strong&gt;- totally differ from other boybands' sophomore albums; &lt;strong&gt;Where We belong&lt;/strong&gt; - all songs were written by the members themselves). It showed a few slightly uptempo songs to me, like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a Hurricane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It sounded a bit so so though, like Love is a Rollercoaster sequel to me. &lt;br /&gt; Gems, were good though. I liked the 3rd song in the album. A country tinge ballad titled &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, lead by Mikey. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Separate Ca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;rs - another emotional tribute ballad. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too Late for Hallelujah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- very ironic gospel/pop song, and the last single &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stronger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - also lead by Gately. &lt;br /&gt; All in all, it was a safe album. Buy if u are TRUE fan (like me =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it's a likely miss...&lt;br /&gt; Yet, it can grow on you... First time I heard it, it was a so so. Second time listening, I only didn't like 3 songs... others begin to grow... SO choose at your own peril!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5780182115928038284?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5780182115928038284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5780182115928038284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5780182115928038284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5780182115928038284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/album-review-brother.html' title='Album review : Brother'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S6cTnEk5rBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/BcXWT3cMbt0/s72-c/boyzone-brother-tour-ad-pre-sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8517658601482825680</id><published>2010-03-21T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:37:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relations</title><content type='html'>As I was playing ze cards in the card tourney today, I noticed that 2 of the players were brothers. These 2 are different from each other, one a slightly chubbier elder while the other a lankier young brother. And the elder was helping the younger in his play..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At this I suddenly had a prompting in my mind: How are relations between siblings of same gender? I have only a younger sister. It is not to say that my relationship with my sister ain't good - we are in a way close to each other. Sometimes, she'll do certain things to help when it's unexpected of her, and vice versa from me...&lt;br /&gt; And yet, I do have things that we won't talk about obviously. Same things go with her. I sometimes see that she would rather talk to the mother about certain things in her room, with the door closed. This is where I (and dad) would know that  some things are going on or such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My relations with my dad ain't really too close, especially after some incidents during my high school and after my uni years. From that point, I don really speak to my dad about much, including private things and such.. Heck, if I can do that, I wouldn't be blogging for most of the part here.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's not that I miss having close relations. By now, I realized personally, that I'm a lone being. I may show my feelings and such like a book to many people, but in many ways, I don share much with people. Even the closest ones don really know me. I don blame this on anyone or anything. It's just who I am.&lt;br /&gt; Now u may think now how does all this nonsense I am talking about have anything to do with the earlier part (brothers) at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Truth is that although I hear a lot of stories on same gender siblings, are they actually true at all? Sisters, brothers, do they share their talks? Do they share ideas? Since they are same gender, does emotion and empathy play a bigger role there?&lt;br /&gt;It's as if the elder brother telling his younger bro, "yes, bro. i know how u feel. I am a guy after all..."&lt;br /&gt; Some stories are so wild it's censored here as well. I think u all know enough by now what type of stories I am referring to here. &lt;br /&gt; Yet... It's so stereotyped in this "siblings thing" that we don really delve into it much. Does the younger sibling REALLY INHERIT materials of the elder one? Examples are obviously clothings, books, blah blah blah... If clothes, does it include EVERYTHING?!? This may sound gross or indecent in ways, but it is something that I for one, don really know if true or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enjoy the clip below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/8139939342339240861-8517658601482825680?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8517658601482825680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8517658601482825680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8517658601482825680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8517658601482825680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/relations.html' title='Relations'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3205521521503679225</id><published>2010-03-04T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:59:27.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Bs and an S</title><content type='html'>And the letter for today are... B and S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly.&lt;br /&gt;B is for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;, as in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah, it's actually belated, since I'm only shouting it out 2 hours after ur birth day ended... Anyways, still... Hope ur day and the ones ahead will be better than b4!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just writing nonsense here along with the wishes, cos I know he ain't gonna read it. Heck I don think U know I have a blogsite pun right?!?!?! :p&lt;br /&gt;So there. Happy birthday again... u can now officially apply for the special card for the senior citizens :p&lt;br /&gt;And u should. Can get discount in movies!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is also for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bernarda Alba&lt;/span&gt;. What?!?! &lt;br /&gt;It's actually a play, done by an ex-colleague of mine in the college. me and some other friends went to see the play on Wednesday night at the KLPAC in Jalan Strachan, Sentul.&lt;br /&gt;The play is approximaterly 90 minutes non stop, so u will either have surpress ur bladder or do it somewhere discreetly in the studio... I suggest the initial of course.&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad play actually, in which Bernarda Alba is about a moorish Spanish family in the ancient times. Now this family is headed by an aggressive male hating mother, who has 5 daughters, the eldest coming in rich due to her dead first husband while the other 4 from her recently dead second husband - whom the mother despises a lot.&lt;br /&gt;the family also consisted of 4 other female servants and the mother's insane mother (granny lar). Hence - it's an all female cast.&lt;br /&gt;It is also a musical, which means that 90% of the play is sung out. My friend, who played the youngest daughter could actually sing, along with the others... So props to her.&lt;br /&gt;Plot is simple: It starts right after the funeral of the second husband, where everyone were to mourn. The mother comes and gives new "law" of household and so forth. At the same time, the eldest was to marry a man. This news, along with the locked people starts to create a chain of events that led to an epic ending...&lt;br /&gt;Without trying to spoil more, I suggest u all should go and see it. The final play of Bernarda will be this Sunday... Tickets are RM28. check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, S is for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sensitivity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right. Sensitivity. Again, without divulging too much, today's happening shows a lot of this misbegotten and unfortunately overhyped feeling. Why overhyped? It's because sensitivity can be overblown out of porpotions, can be manipulated, can be outright true... Yet, it's often misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;Till now, I can tell u frankly that I can never understand it... Logical mind of mine will always tell me the reason why such feeling pops out, yet the gut/instinct/emotional side of me always feel for it...&lt;br /&gt;So what do I say about Sensitivity then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Handle it with care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's like a time bomb. May blow in front of anyone- may hurt ANYONE and that includes yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3205521521503679225?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3205521521503679225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3205521521503679225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3205521521503679225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3205521521503679225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-bs-s.html' title='2 Bs and an S'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7783692444846700280</id><published>2010-03-01T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:14:22.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more strange titles</title><content type='html'>to those who reads my blog. By now u should've been riddled by the title and whatever's written too..&lt;br /&gt;OMG... what the!?!?!?! that's what u would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's an excerpt from a ficitional book in 1926 titled Invisible Dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am reading through a book aptly titiled Bizarre books, with many odd titled books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some of the odd titled books from the first chapter itself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Queer shipmates&lt;br /&gt;- old dykes I have known&lt;br /&gt;- penetrating Wagner's Ring (1978)&lt;br /&gt;- Drummer Dick's Discharge (1902)&lt;br /&gt;- Shag the Pony (1952)&lt;br /&gt;- Girls who did (1927)&lt;br /&gt;- Five Years Hard (1932)&lt;br /&gt;- Games you can play with your pussy (1985)&lt;br /&gt;- Enter Ye In (1939, by a Baxter guy) followed by his next one;&lt;br /&gt;- Going deeper (1960)&lt;br /&gt;- A glowing and Graphic Description of the Great Hole&lt;br /&gt;- Cock Tugs&lt;br /&gt;- Bick Dick, King of the Negroes&lt;br /&gt;- Dick's fairt&lt;br /&gt;- Memorable Balls&lt;br /&gt;- Cock Angel&lt;br /&gt;- Queer doings in the navy&lt;br /&gt;- two Men Came together&lt;br /&gt;- Ay, Ay, Hey Ye a Spunk?&lt;br /&gt;- A love passage&lt;br /&gt;- Scouts in bondage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these titles were only in chapter 1 itself!!! I was laughing my head off, at the double connotations that they bring out now...&lt;br /&gt;Cock Tugs?!?!?!hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention Drummer Dick's Discharge!!! now we'll just go ewwwwwww at first tought!!! hahahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;Might update on what goes through the book later on :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7783692444846700280?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7783692444846700280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7783692444846700280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7783692444846700280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7783692444846700280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-strange-titles.html' title='more strange titles'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2917453884556132236</id><published>2010-03-01T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:04:57.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure</title><content type='html'>Such pressure is the feel, when people ask u nearly every single day to update ur blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U think i Superman is it? I'm not the one that have plenty of things to shout about one lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tried my new deck of magistrates against the others yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I can say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantis magistrate is very viable now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about? It's Legends of the fiverings... Good game. Started since 1998 - 12 years already!!! OMG O.O&lt;br /&gt;just realized it man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my interest in Magic, and other minis weren't that long.&lt;br /&gt;Magic - 5 years (Urza till artifact)&lt;br /&gt;Hordes - 3 years (now don wanna play)&lt;br /&gt;This game is very good still for me. I like it. I like the fact that I can still pimp players with my cards... pimp them nicely somemore. Hahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that the pictures are good now.. Look at The scorpion chicks, the mantis courtier, others too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a little craze right now, the word is Vampire.&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, it's &lt;a href="http://www.white-wolf.com/vampire/index.php"&gt;Vampire the Requiem&lt;/a&gt;. It's a fictional storytelling game - rpg based on a different world, known as the World of Darkness. Here, the vamps are not what we think they are. They are not like the icky saga vamps we are now having, nor like Anne's Rice sensually charged vamps.&lt;br /&gt;These are monsters of the dead. They are inhuman. No feelings, yet they try to have it by 'playing out a certain role' - playing their requiem to life.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell u unless u read through it actually.&lt;br /&gt;but the one thing that caught in this game was the way it was told. Grim, maccabre, logical, good in all ways. Read it and u'll know. Heck. I even bought the novels of it and another book based on it, called &lt;a href="http://store.white-wolf.com/Night-Horrors-Immortal-Sinners-P5601.aspx"&gt;Night Horrors: the immortals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S4tY-WccLuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/alWRwX0ryMA/s1600-h/vtr_nightHorrorsImmortalSinners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S4tY-WccLuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/alWRwX0ryMA/s400/vtr_nightHorrorsImmortalSinners.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443542402807377634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my update :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2917453884556132236?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2917453884556132236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2917453884556132236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2917453884556132236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2917453884556132236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/03/pressure.html' title='Pressure'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S4tY-WccLuI/AAAAAAAAAcs/alWRwX0ryMA/s72-c/vtr_nightHorrorsImmortalSinners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-6207381587636305814</id><published>2010-02-25T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:16:09.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found out</title><content type='html'>Well, some of the new kids found out my blogsite, and started commenting about it... "sir! So cute the blog!!! Sir! So nice blog!!! Sir!!! Update lar!!!" =.=&lt;br /&gt;So I think I found my muse for this year- muses in fact... Not really a bad thing, but not too good too...&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, &lt;strong&gt;bad news&lt;/strong&gt; first then - u can never go worse than that ...&lt;br /&gt;My condolences to one of my ex-students, for the departure of her grandmother. This is especially sad as her grandfather passed away no more than a year before this. Kid. Take care of urself ok? :(&lt;br /&gt; Secondly, to those who know about my terminal "thingie", well, I went to ask for an opinion about it yesterday, and got the answer - 10 years... &gt;.&gt; On the bright side, I would've finished paying my car by then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ok then, from the bad news to ... news/gossip.&lt;br /&gt;Went to my ex tuition centre where I used to teach after the appointment about 6ish.Went there to visit one of my dear old colleague there, who is friendly like giler... Her name was Kak L. Now... this centre ain't too good to me, as the 2 bosses "let me off" the service at the last minute, and didn't even bother to apologize about it. Luckily for them, Kak L is nice to me, therfore I still visit it...&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, as i went there, there were some suggesstions on some things (that shouldn't be discussed - POLIS nanti :p)so I told lar my opinion on it (still not telling though what it was about). Then, lo and behold, one of the 2 bosses, lady A came in! &lt;br /&gt; Of course, civilized greetings in regards to each other and happy new years were exchanged then. And the lady wet on saying how good it is to see me lar, and blah blah blah... Yeah right. I just smiled...I think she realized and stop it later and walked off for dinner, saying same things still... Same smile still too.&lt;br /&gt; So continuing gossips, me and Kak L talked about our old students and where are they now - people like Joshua, Alex, Shurraj, Sophia, Nad, Harm, everyone I used to teach there... kinda reminiscing it lar... What to do? We all old people... +.+&lt;br /&gt; anyways, also heard about the centre not giving the subject anymore since I was left... Apparently the teacher they hired to do the job didn't really know how to teach it... so the students up and drop the subject... Ended up last year no $&amp;%^*gy...&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not really much of an envious or bad person here. But as I heard that, part of my little mind and heart were screaming "YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PADAN KAU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I know - it's sinful to think it that way...&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through our chit chat, Lady A came back, and tried to make conversations lah... so she asked of what I've been reading lately. I showed her my book and she went "oh... such books ah? I dono whether suits me or not.."&lt;br /&gt;" I only go for books like Sidney Sheldon or Daniel Steele ones.." A continued, and porceeded to ask me which Daniel Steele book I can recommend...&lt;br /&gt;So i told her, "Well, Zoya was a good read. One of earliest classics. But the best..It's about blah blah blah blah..."&lt;br /&gt;Lady A was like" wah good ah? ok.Must get it then..." she paused awhile, before asking me further, "So... Zoya huh? Is that a true story, or a story story?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!?!?!?!?! It's Daniel Steele for crying out loud!!! 0.0 U shoul all know by now that she writes fiction - fiction authoress... Where in the world did she write a true story?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;(The only one I read was actually her biography about her son's death... sad one too)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I just smiled tightly and said: Story lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish ish ish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-6207381587636305814?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/6207381587636305814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=6207381587636305814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6207381587636305814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6207381587636305814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/02/found-out.html' title='Found out'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5636241822429480397</id><published>2010-01-19T09:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T01:54:08.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLOW</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I last updated the blog here... Must be a kind of burn out I think, since I was handling another blog site for my office too... (as if i did a lot there pun =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tried to write some things later here but surprisingly received a mind block there? Me? Mind block?!?!&lt;br /&gt;WEll, i do get those at times... but nowadays, blogging is like writing poem without a muse... the emptiness... loneliness.... so artsy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what had happened then within these 2 weeks? (surprised that only 2 weeks passed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tropicana Mall once for lunch by myself (YES. ALL BY. MYSELF. BOO HOO)As I headed back I saw an advert that wrote of a miniatures shop that just opened on the first floor of the mall. Curious, I went to see it.&lt;br /&gt;By gosh, the shop sells miniatures made of hard resins, bronze and pewters. And boy, they are seriously gorgeous!!!! U remember the dragon minis and toys that D and D/ McFarlane is selling nowadays in hobby/toy shops? The ones here are seriously better!&lt;br /&gt;The shop's named One Legend shop, and it sells miniatures of not only fantasy (dragons, faeries) but also from Egypt, 3kingdoms fiction, greek gods, medieval knights and so forth. The prices ain't really too high also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0WX_iCzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GFZWQI3PR1c/s1600-h/IMAG0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428302484867255090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0WX_iCzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GFZWQI3PR1c/s400/IMAG0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0WErxciI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ejyBhm8gtOQ/s1600-h/IMAG0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428302479684104738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0WErxciI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ejyBhm8gtOQ/s400/IMAG0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0Vgmd26I/AAAAAAAAAV4/2DsEb0riOLI/s1600-h/IMAG0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428302469998173090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0Vgmd26I/AAAAAAAAAV4/2DsEb0riOLI/s400/IMAG0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0VB8LbnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3n6JveirgCI/s1600-h/IMAG0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428302461767741042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0VB8LbnI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3n6JveirgCI/s400/IMAG0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0U8WW4FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/RNu4Ow2mBaA/s1600-h/IMAG0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428302460266930258" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0U8WW4FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/RNu4Ow2mBaA/s400/IMAG0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,my kids graduated!! :) :(&lt;br /&gt;It all happened last Friday. My kids and some others graduated for their certificate and will start their first year in Uni sometime this year.. It was a small celebration, with the staffs and parents coming to the convocation. About 15 of them graduated, including my 5 kids there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XuqWRimRI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9PrYQd0sIIg/s1600-h/jefrinerissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XuqWRimRI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9PrYQd0sIIg/s400/jefrinerissa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428507337166067986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nerissa and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XupzHoH-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/vJ-Qvf1EAnE/s1600-h/girlssam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XupzHoH-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/vJ-Qvf1EAnE/s400/girlssam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428507327729246178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and the other girls after graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XupSyQG4I/AAAAAAAAAYo/AxqXYyJYPU8/s1600-h/anna,jia,ash+and+fairuz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XupSyQG4I/AAAAAAAAAYo/AxqXYyJYPU8/s400/anna,jia,ash+and+fairuz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428507319049657218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From left: &lt;/span&gt;Anna, Jia, Ash and Fairuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xuo6F22qI/AAAAAAAAAYg/YVlTcMCFtJU/s1600-h/abujia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xuo6F22qI/AAAAAAAAAYg/YVlTcMCFtJU/s400/abujia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428507312421001890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abu and Jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xuouc2sgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qh0pbFhW99I/s1600-h/hihihi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xuouc2sgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qh0pbFhW99I/s400/hihihi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428507309296235010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;someone had too much to drink apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XwAJEfVtI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TbO_bYzzfhA/s1600-h/samwith+tie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1XwAJEfVtI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TbO_bYzzfhA/s400/samwith+tie2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428508811090417362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam with a tie on head... don ask why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv_pLaQpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xfQEBXo_5ZQ/s1600-h/sams+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv_pLaQpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xfQEBXo_5ZQ/s400/sams+face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428508802529510034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone did the face after a boring sitting. Guess who won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv_Lq4j7I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/JLvrPdP8vwI/s1600-h/boring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv_Lq4j7I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/JLvrPdP8vwI/s400/boring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428508794608455602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash showing her bored side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv-rnHa0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/jKvrfWcdlcA/s1600-h/meh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv-rnHa0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/jKvrfWcdlcA/s400/meh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428508786002717506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"meh. how come i have to take with him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv-GWfWrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/APPUT2XJ1P4/s1600-h/yyj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1Xv-GWfWrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/APPUT2XJ1P4/s400/yyj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428508776000871090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lui Lui!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, these were some of the pics taken then. Well, kids. Congrats!!! Happy graduating and I hope for the best for all of u wherever u go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Lonely....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5636241822429480397?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5636241822429480397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5636241822429480397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5636241822429480397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5636241822429480397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/01/slow.html' title='SLOW'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S1U0WX_iCzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/GFZWQI3PR1c/s72-c/IMAG0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3034811043381930557</id><published>2010-01-04T10:05:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:57:02.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asian'/><title type='text'>Movies and their nuinsances</title><content type='html'>Movies of 2009. All I can say is just, WAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of movies and their variety increased within the decade with the introduction of Comic/Fictional books adaptation as well as the introduction of asian movies, especially in the horror genre and action genre.&lt;br /&gt;Now, adaptations from books has already been done before, but the adaptations from comics, or graphic novels were a novelty at that time. Movies such as X-Men (I,II,III), Hulk (Ang Lee) and Punisher, as well as 300, Sin City revived the movie industry very much, with the advancement of CGI technology. Now we can see super-powered humans using super powers like laser eyes (Cyclops), giant (Hulk), camouflage (Mystique, Psylocke) with such realism that it seriously began to attract people again to the cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the graphic novels, CGI technology advancement also enabled effects that couldn't be done last time do-able now. This included the effects of "magic" found only in the minds of fantasy readers last time, being abled to be pictured onto the silver screen. With such technology, many fantasy books were adapted as well (remember LOTR?). Such books included the massively popular Harry Potter series, Narnia chronicles, Eragon, Dark Is Rising, and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;Even TV series were irrevocably changed from 2000 till now. Series like X Files that were so scarce and others with good plots came in abundance. The series included LOST, GOSSIP GIRLS, DEXTER, HOUSE, MONK, and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;Asian countries on the other hand, contributed alot to the hollywood industry both directly and indirectly as well. Horror movies from Japan, Korea and Thailand were both imported into U.S. and adapted as well into hollywood (watered down though) versions. These movies included Ringu (RING), Ju-On (GRUDGE), One Missed Call, Shutter (Shutter), The eye and others more. With the introduction of Asian movies, these Asian actors/actresses received their (justly) credits, some becoming part of hollywood movie acting crews as well. They included action stars like Jackie Chan, Jet Li, Zhang Zi Yi, Michelle Yeoh (our own !!! :) )as well as others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the decade's commentary. I feel like a movie critic now...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I said, year 2009 ain't different from the others before it. In fact, there were more "effects" ladden movies than before if I'm not wrong. I can't say that I've seen all movies that came out, but I do know that I saw most of the main ones... Here are some of them that are to be mentioned, be it worthy or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Proposal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This romance comedy has all of the romance comedies before it, the plot, the humour, the plot... But it stuck into my mind because of the casting. Both main casts, the ageing Sandra Bullock of Speed/While U Were Sleeping fame and Ryan Reynolds of Van Vilder/2 Guys, A Girl fame actually had chemistry going between them in the movie. They are helped by quite a number of veteran actors/actresses as well. The humour therefore seemed more realistic compared to other romedies (YES... MY OWN WORD).&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Sandra Bullock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Gi3b4MZTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MKJhrvkq9Ac/s1600-h/X-Men+Origins+Wolverine+Movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422794499590743346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Gi3b4MZTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MKJhrvkq9Ac/s400/X-Men+Origins+Wolverine+Movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest "Summer Blockbuster", this movie kinda blockbusted to me instead. The effects were as good as expected, and Hugh Jackman is inside it. Coupled by the fact that it was about his past, where u can see the beginnings of Deadpool (Ryan Reynolds again) and Sabretooth (forgot his name, good acting though); the action unfortunately couldn't hide the fact that the plot was weak, compared to even the weakest X Men movie (X Men III). This movie is mentioned because it's an X men movie still, and it has mutants, like GAMBIT :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0GzmE90JII/AAAAAAAAAOw/GuQIPcOw-jE/s1600-h/Up325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422812893080200322" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0GzmE90JII/AAAAAAAAAOw/GuQIPcOw-jE/s400/Up325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust PIXAR to create wonderful and beautiful movies as well as good storylines. Up actually started on a sad note, where we see how the old man came to be, before setting up to a good 80+ minutes CGI animations.&lt;br /&gt;The boy is cute, the dog is cuter, the bird is cutest.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, not to mention a gorgeous short animation before preluding the movie. Still bring smiles to me everytime I remember about the clouds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alien Vs Monsters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 provided quite a number of animations, such as Up, princess and meatballs. Another one that stood out for me that year was Alien Vs. Monsters. A parody of sorts, the animation starred many voice-talents including the ever pretty Reese Witherspoon, High Laurie, Seth Rogen as a group of monsters- YUP... Monsters - that was taken and kept by the U.S. government to fight off alien invasions. Simple plotline, nothing as deep as Up.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that attracted me to this show was (apart from Reese's voice) the monsters. They are a hoot as they seriously parody the monsters from occult movies of the 60s/70s. These monsters included the 40ft woman, the blob and the lagoon beast. Young uns' may not know, but these parodies are well worth the cartoon versions :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LTJOZpUII/AAAAAAAAAO4/jdOepPW-MB4/s1600-h/monsters_vs_aliens_poster_jpg_4b09ad0cd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423129056745443458" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LTJOZpUII/AAAAAAAAAO4/jdOepPW-MB4/s400/monsters_vs_aliens_poster_jpg_4b09ad0cd7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terminator Salvation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about this movie? Bale, Worthington, the machines, gosh. THE MACHINES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LTmImoN3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WYz8FVgT6ms/s1600-h/terminator-salvation-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423129553405491058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LTmImoN3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WYz8FVgT6ms/s400/terminator-salvation-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say it's all because of Eva Mendez in hot pants... I say it's the decepticons... Constructicons (b4 merge) to be exact!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the *clang clang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LoHQQwI-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/dYt6_RLgj3M/s1600-h/transformers2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423152112629457890" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LoHQQwI-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/dYt6_RLgj3M/s400/transformers2_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Half blood prince&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to see Dumbledore die (U all should KNOW BY NOW), destruction of the "hocrux", romance (squel, girls..) and Hermione!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LpBTN1H7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Ceot6qDjzGQ/s1600-h/New-Harry-Potter-and-the-Half-Blood-Prince-poster-upcoming-movies-6734143-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423153109854920626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LpBTN1H7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Ceot6qDjzGQ/s400/New-Harry-Potter-and-the-Half-Blood-Prince-poster-upcoming-movies-6734143-1024-768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LpBCod6hI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/LSwbxCaAKdc/s1600-h/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince_bad-guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423153105403243026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LpBCod6hI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/LSwbxCaAKdc/s400/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince_bad-guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don mind going trough the gruelling slow first 1 1/2 haours of the movie, the show is good towards the end. Plot is actually engaging in a way, as director knows how to make good story... And Sam Worthington is there again... He's seriously turning out to be a good actor from down under...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GI JOE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toys are back on the action screen!!! Take that, Thundercats!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the baroness.... ooh...la...la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LqS1NyikI/AAAAAAAAAPg/wWA_pi7OMsA/s1600-h/gi+joe+promo++poster+art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423154510550960706" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LqS1NyikI/AAAAAAAAAPg/wWA_pi7OMsA/s400/gi+joe+promo++poster+art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This animation was a surprise movie for me, as it wasn't shown in Malaysia at all. I got the trailer thnx to Youtube, and was hooked onto it. When I saw the show, it was like watching Final Fantasy Spirits Within - epic in a way... Directed by the russian guy who directed Night watch, Day watch and Wanted, 9 is a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Lq-RtTu0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/1p19yyjbn_4/s1600-h/new_9_posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423155256933727042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Lq-RtTu0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/1p19yyjbn_4/s400/new_9_posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star Trek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHoosh... This is my favourite. I've never really like star trek, except for voyager series. But this show put the stars in star trek wei. With a story that started the thing yet manages to make it into a whole new timeline, it is THE MOVIE by far...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Spock talking to Spock was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Lsu_IutUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RyF0Ga2VmzY/s1600-h/Star+Trek+XI+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423157193273685314" style="WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Lsu_IutUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RyF0Ga2VmzY/s400/Star+Trek+XI+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to mention. Gals swoon around this movie, either supporting the dead hero or the beast hero. For me neither. I like it for the posters it came with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LtbOVJ4XI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Wf3UFLmfu0g/s1600-h/new_moon_volturi_promo_poster_yahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423157953266573682" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LtbOVJ4XI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Wf3UFLmfu0g/s400/new_moon_volturi_promo_poster_yahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie came out at the end of December, and my, it's worth it... Truth to say, I felt a bit apprehensive intially when I saw the trailer. Downey as Holmes?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;And I saw the movie... BAM!!!! Fantastic!!! Can't say brilliant though, as Holmes to me shouldn't be a fighter, according to his literature...&lt;br /&gt;But the movie was wonderfully done, with all the cast having chemistry around each other. Jude Law, Rachel McAdams and the villain too (Prince Septimus of Stardust) played very well here.&lt;br /&gt;And the promotional posters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LuTq99_uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-SgAItzjJz0/s1600-h/sherlock-holmes-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423158923026628322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LuTq99_uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-SgAItzjJz0/s400/sherlock-holmes-posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LuTF-xchI/AAAAAAAAAQA/reEXECZ3UZ8/s1600-h/rachel-mcadams-sherlock-holmes-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423158913097888274" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0LuTF-xchI/AAAAAAAAAQA/reEXECZ3UZ8/s400/rachel-mcadams-sherlock-holmes-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3034811043381930557?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3034811043381930557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3034811043381930557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3034811043381930557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3034811043381930557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/01/movies-and-their-nuinsances.html' title='Movies and their nuinsances'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0Gi3b4MZTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MKJhrvkq9Ac/s72-c/X-Men+Origins+Wolverine+Movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5104462227685260129</id><published>2010-01-04T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:02:07.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>2009 is past</title><content type='html'>well, starting the new year with working tomorrow, and I can't bloody sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Since it's that way, my as well jot down some things that's been in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the events in Malaysia in the past 2009, that year brought out quite a number of events in the entertainment industry of the world too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the biggest event, both surprising and shocking, had to be the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;death of Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt; Died on the 26ht June of apparent cardiac arrest,51 years-old  Michael was pronounced dead by the time he was rushed to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0DFUSMnCGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zPRafCfZ_PM/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-Death-Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0DFUSMnCGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zPRafCfZ_PM/s400/Michael-Jackson-Death-Pictures.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422550903626860642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death left millions of fans mourning like no one's business (although none committed suicide, like what Kurt Cobain's death did) around the world. His funeral was a world wide affair, its ceremony televised live around the world, with guest artists performing (singing, telling stories, crying). It was also the first time we got to see his 3 children on stage.&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, Michael's death got everyone buying up his albums again, therefore skyrocketing his album sales after so long. This in fact, boost up his finance by quite a degree, as he was reportedly to be in debt (for his ranch) before this.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, his children are in custody with Michael's mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarcely few days apart, another artist died - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Farrah Fawcett&lt;/span&gt;. The 62-years old iconic actress of the hit 70s show Charlie's Angels succumbed to cancer. Her death, mourned by many wasn't really given its credits, due to the larger hype around Jackson's death instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Not only these 2 artist, but many more died in 2009. The notable included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Gately&lt;/span&gt;- gay singer from Boyzone died of natural causes (it seems though that he died choked up on his own vomit) in Spain, after a night with his bf. Died at the age of 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brittany Murphy&lt;/span&gt; - the co-star of the cult favourite Clueless died of cardiac arrest in late December, triggering a shock throughout hte acting community. Aged 32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Andrew Martin&lt;/span&gt; - the WWE wrestler who died from an accidental overdose of oxycodone. It was later determined by forensic pathologist Dr. Bennet Omalu that Martin had severe chronic traumatic encephalopathy, an Alzheimer's-like form of brain damage that fellow pro wrestler Chris Benoit was found to be suffering from shortly after his death in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dom Deluise&lt;/span&gt; - the comedian who was a regular in many of Mel Brooks's movies. I know... u kids are going who??? But trust me, he's a good comedian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jett Travolta&lt;/span&gt; - the untimely and unfortunate tragic death of the son of John Travolta kinda opened questions as to this kid's condition. It was known that he suffered from Kawasaki's disease (rare genetic disorder), the father denied that Jett was autistic though. He died at the fragile age of 16 on January 2 in their parents' holiday house due to an epileptic seizure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Natasha Richardson &lt;/span&gt;- the wife of actor Liam Neeson. Natasha died of an tragic accident during a ski trip when she received a fatal head trauma. She passed away after a 2days coma. She was known to portray some good roles, I remembered her in Maid in Manhattan and the Parent trap notably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These deaths are seriously tragic this year, as all of them were accidental and sudden. RIP to all of them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5104462227685260129?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5104462227685260129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5104462227685260129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5104462227685260129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5104462227685260129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-is-past.html' title='2009 is past'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/S0DFUSMnCGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zPRafCfZ_PM/s72-c/Michael-Jackson-Death-Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3491895920456680796</id><published>2009-12-31T18:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:40:04.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best'/><title type='text'>BEST of Malaysian news</title><content type='html'>After the overlook of the year that is gonna go by, I also noticed other things that I can say can be "grouped" together to be the top 10s/5s of 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of events happened throughout the year, many of them were in regards to the local politics. In fact for nearly the first half year of 2009, Malaysia had not other real news apart from those... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great example of small events blown to full scale political events here included the death of a Teoh Beng Hock a small time chinese political aide who was found dead on the ground floor of Plaza Masalam Shah Alam. He was there to be interviewed/interrrogated by the ISA that had a branch/base there. &lt;br /&gt;The death, initially ruled as suicide was a reason that no one in his family and, to no surprise, the opposition  party. Claiming LIES and CONSPIRACY, the opposition made an inquiry as to who was to blame for Teoh's death, rather than accepting his suicide reason.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the whole thing was widely blown out of porportion that Malaysia suddenly got attention of the world, albeit from a wrong reason. Till now, the inquest is still ongoing. His "trial" - Teoh's inquiry will start on the 7th of Jan 2010 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another event that shook the Malaysian race was a very bad demonstration done by a group of malay residents from a small section in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=maRC7Ty33Hw"&gt;Shah Alam&lt;/a&gt;. Not too happy with the state's decision to build an Indian temple in the midst of their mainly Muslim residential area, the people there decided to retaliate by holding a demo, and boy; did they hold it...&lt;br /&gt;Shocker of shockers, these people actually took a cow's head during the demonstration and proceeded to stomp and spit on it, all the while yelling for their own rights. The act was actually video-clipped from another stranger who happend to be there, and poof! Went straight to you tube faster than u can say demo.&lt;br /&gt;This incident was also videoed by the media who showed it on TV, sparking cries of outrage from the Malaysians, many of them Indians and non Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;In their defense (which was poorly conducted to my account), they were just trying to show their despair and anger over the building of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A WAY to do that in a multicultural nation, people!!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, no wonder they call u people ulu at times, the way u behave... Just because u're malays/muslims demonstrating doesn't mean that u can just stomp on other religious/racial traditions and so forth!?! This was further sparked worse when an mp decided to defend the demonstrators, reciting the same excuse on the demonstrations... It was finally solved when the demonstrators were brought to court and charged accordingly, and the temple was to be relocated somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news included the death of Yasmin Ahmad, the renowned movie/ad director of Malaysia. She died after having a stroke sometime in July-August (I think). The director was known for her sentimental advertisements, especially during festivals (think of the petronas ads on CNY,Hari Raya) as well as her breakthrough movie, Sepet..Rest in peace, Yasmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for a person who is quite self absorbed, these were the breaking news in 2009... &lt;br /&gt;A New Year, Malaysia, and hope that u do better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3491895920456680796?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3491895920456680796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3491895920456680796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3491895920456680796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3491895920456680796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-malaysian-news.html' title='BEST of Malaysian news'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-771876313295379061</id><published>2009-12-29T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:28:40.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little bit</title><content type='html'>Around the bend, corner, whatever. The year is kinda zipping by now that it's 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SO...2009. &lt;br /&gt;What can I say about it?&lt;br /&gt; The ups and downs were so many and nearly unbelieavable that it seems like it's from the pages of a sci-fi/fantasy book.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; What were the highlights then? &lt;br /&gt; - got to meet my A'levels students (AKA Pink day group) and UNSW students (OMG =.=)&lt;br /&gt; - had 2 rounds diploma students working as lab assistants in their industrial training session. YES - u know who u are!!!! :P We had good times then, didn't we? &lt;br /&gt; - The bouts of sick days and illness that I had from April to June. HAd to take mc like no one's business... SO SAD :(&lt;br /&gt; - a trip to Cameron highlands before that :)&lt;br /&gt; - Meeting my UNSW march intake . Not to mention meeting a certain Korean girl too... +_+&lt;br /&gt; - getting the merged class of UNSW (O...M...G...) and handling it till their finals.&lt;br /&gt; - seeing the developement of a student, from SAM to SAMANTHA to THE CONFUSED ONE to CHAI CHAI to SAM again... so much developement...&lt;br /&gt; - a surprisingly mediocre 30th adnivessarry. &lt;br /&gt; - went through the whole month of tehnsion wait for my kids' UNSW results, which was to say.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt; - went through a BAD Appraisal. SIGH... there goes my bonus/increament in 2010...&lt;br /&gt; - went through a series of drug test for my heart... Now seemed better, till recently...&lt;br /&gt; - Heard the NEWS from my IJN doctors after deciding to get a second opinion of cardiologist.&lt;br /&gt; - GOTTEN A NEW CAR!!!! YAY!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those, and I can't seem to think of anything to wish for, now any resolutions for the upcoming year. WHY?&lt;br /&gt; COuld it be that I am thinking of the worst already?&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;AH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY resolution - TRY NOT TO THINK OF THE BAD STUFFS SO FAST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-771876313295379061?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/771876313295379061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=771876313295379061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/771876313295379061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/771876313295379061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-little-bit.html' title='Just a little bit'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-4225970997356724311</id><published>2009-12-16T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:35:55.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisence</title><content type='html'>Well.&lt;br /&gt;Was reminiscing some of the old times, and the songs that we used to dance to during me and my friends' university years. &lt;strong&gt;Why? &lt;/strong&gt;Heard Macarena on the radio this morning :p and started to think about the dance I did with some of my relatives and friends during an aunt's wedding about 3 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;That was when I started to check out some old songs that made me dance to too...&lt;br /&gt;Some of them included the ones below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JM-FzoFq7I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3JM-FzoFq7I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Vengaboys We like to party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYeQl2VINsw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYeQl2VINsw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Spice Girls - Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/myIGDXgnlk8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/myIGDXgnlk8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Ace of Base - lucky love (not really dancy though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/buXJlBd3Mf8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/buXJlBd3Mf8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Aqua - Dr Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFd5Cci_pE4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFd5Cci_pE4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                2 Unlimited - No limit (YES, DAMN Ah Beng...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BIduOvEoVeQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BIduOvEoVeQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Will Smith - Getting Jiggy with it (what to say? ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RFzyYYZsxGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RFzyYYZsxGc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Las Ketchup - Ketchup song (remember the moves?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfvJOL1gpic&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hfvJOL1gpic&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Lou Bega - Mambo No.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the song that started ti all for me to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sN62PAKoBfE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sN62PAKoBfE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!MACARENA!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, got another last one for u to check it out :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjOePNFRFRU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjOePNFRFRU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-4225970997356724311?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/4225970997356724311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=4225970997356724311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4225970997356724311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4225970997356724311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/12/reminisence.html' title='Reminisence'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1369483326653420476</id><published>2009-12-15T15:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:37:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is coming</title><content type='html'>Yup, folks. THE end is near... 17 days to be exact. AND THEN...&lt;br /&gt;The cycle renews again, like whaaht people says. It's a new cycle - full of new possibilities, new adventures and new experiences....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know what I am talking about by now.... =.=&lt;br /&gt;If not, u shouldn't be reading philosophical, parody books much less this blog. &lt;br /&gt;WHAT the heck am i saying?!?!?! Nothing much, apparently. Not nothing. It's more like somethig.... incomprehensible actually.&lt;br /&gt;At least it's coherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to my "REAL" rants. Just got the results of my kids today, as I was on leave from work yesterday. Got to kow the results, and I mean EVERYONE'S results....&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;I consider it a very bad thing, as it kinda made me look like an incompetent educator... Maybe I am :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the incident during work before this.... Haizz..... I think I'm gonna get FIRED already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of self-sorryimg, if there's a word for it. Now that it's near X mas time, it's a time for enjoying and sharing already. With that, I wanna share some things with you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrO4YZeyl0I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, Cos I did!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as I was looking at some things on youtube in line with Lady gaga, i noticed this cover of her Just DAnce.... Not that iffy softie don't worry. &lt;br /&gt;It isn't too bad. In fact, he's a so called original singer wong writer in NYC. Got into his site and checked his covers. Got a check on his original song. Aint' too bad too... &lt;br /&gt;here they are down below... I think some gals will like him... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZEgQy7XvRs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZEgQy7XvRs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               COVER of JUST DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IMijhijcKzE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IMijhijcKzE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; His original song - Night Fades&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1369483326653420476?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1369483326653420476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1369483326653420476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1369483326653420476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1369483326653420476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-is-coming.html' title='The end is coming'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5261387750175690504</id><published>2009-12-07T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:37:01.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U MUST SEE THIS</title><content type='html'>Didn't know what to post actually since the last one. Wasn't really into it.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this teaser today. Must share with u all!!! YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/3834710/dh_preview_one.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" name="Metacafe_3834710" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/3834710/dh_preview_one/"&gt;Dh Preview One&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Watch today’s top amazing videos here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5261387750175690504?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5261387750175690504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5261387750175690504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5261387750175690504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5261387750175690504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/12/u-must-see-this.html' title='U MUST SEE THIS'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-281752685925425634</id><published>2009-11-23T09:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:56:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picies galore</title><content type='html'>Well, after the weekend, I decided to spend a bit of my own time to blog down some updated stuffs, which isn't much (now that i no emo- less to say). But due to some people, I thought of tryin to post the pictures that I took as well... It's about time I think :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, the week past was quite ok. Still up and down, but mostly stable and up :p&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the week past to me was on Tuesday and Friday:)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, for the presentations that I went to watch that afternoon. A colleague of mine had a presentation that was compulsory to the students, so I went to see it. 4 presentations were done: Animal rights, Teenage pregnancy, pre marital sex and sex education were done by them. The 2nd and last were good. Unfortunately, as the first 3 didn't really control their time - which was a bad thing to me - the last group started their presentations only at 5pm, which was definitely after the time. It eneded up with 80% of the students all back, as =most of them had classes at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt; Sex ed to me was very good, as it really connected to Malaysian standards, unlike the other 3 actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Next was Friday. My kids finished their exams !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yoho!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;so we went for a lunch at KIMCHI, a korean hop in TCM. And the lunch was not too bad either. The sizzling beef was good acutually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn5k78GuYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HSfjRhc8JdY/s1600/anna+ash+kimchi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn5k78GuYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HSfjRhc8JdY/s400/anna+ash+kimchi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407127240595388802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abu and Anna ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntGVkIEwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kqmhPQegR40/s1600/jands+kimchi2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntGVkIEwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kqmhPQegR40/s400/jands+kimchi2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407113520758657794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia and Mr. Leong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntGu4UyOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3WDYKSzu6V8/s1600/yy+and+lee+kimchi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntGu4UyOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3WDYKSzu6V8/s400/yy+and+lee+kimchi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407113527554263266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tetra and bodycheck gal ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Ash suddenly became weird during lunch. so got the picture then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntHOZfUfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KVhEvswKI44/s1600/wierd+ash+kimchi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntHOZfUfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KVhEvswKI44/s400/wierd+ash+kimchi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407113536014864882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course.... some horrific ghost had to come back and haunt us, even at the last day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntHUZytYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6fquVcopAvQ/s1600/juonnn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SwntHUZytYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6fquVcopAvQ/s400/juonnn.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407113537626748290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some random photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0VecbcnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/AD4R82K9fc0/s1600/demon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0VecbcnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/AD4R82K9fc0/s400/demon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407121477421724274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u see carefully, the first two lights looks like the eyes of the demon front of the dark clouds (the body)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0VgzNgoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_B0H-ZpCyT8/s1600/doukas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0VgzNgoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_B0H-ZpCyT8/s400/doukas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407121478054150786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat Doukas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, b4 I forgot, we also met up with Yuen's nephew, who is so DARN CUTE!!!!! Took some pictures of them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0-vsYaII/AAAAAAAAAIc/UewOQ1Gv_TY/s1600/yy+and+n3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0-vsYaII/AAAAAAAAAIc/UewOQ1Gv_TY/s400/yy+and+n3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122186426673282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0-VJeHrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Jaq1ORAEuoc/s1600/yy+and+n2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn0-VJeHrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Jaq1ORAEuoc/s400/yy+and+n2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122179300925106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn09yxLPMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oEs45Aa2_uk/s1600/yy+an+n1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn09yxLPMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oEs45Aa2_uk/s400/yy+an+n1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407122170072218818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-281752685925425634?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/281752685925425634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=281752685925425634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/281752685925425634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/281752685925425634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/picies-galore.html' title='Picies galore'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Swn5k78GuYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HSfjRhc8JdY/s72-c/anna+ash+kimchi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1347149415897317068</id><published>2009-11-19T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:51:04.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance</title><content type='html'>Well, they say u learn something new everyday. AND BOY U DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did too today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;U ARE NOT REALLY IMPORTANT TO CERTAIN PEOPLE WHOM YOU PUT AS IMPORTANT TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to scream again now at my balcony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1347149415897317068?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1347149415897317068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1347149415897317068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1347149415897317068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1347149415897317068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/importance.html' title='Importance'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8721033079078168871</id><published>2009-11-18T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:23:30.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEEEEEEPYYYYYYYYYYYY</title><content type='html'>as i went to the office today, some colleagues began to tell me, Jeff. U look pale today. Even a few of the students who met me told me so. Then i started to think. It's mainly due to sleep i think.&lt;br /&gt;let's calculate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night : sleep at 3am&lt;br /&gt;Sunday : woke up 12pm&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night: 2am&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning: 7.45am&lt;br /&gt;Monday night: 3am&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning: 7.45 am&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night: 2am&lt;br /&gt;Tody: 6.45 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total sleep within 4 days : 23 hours.&lt;br /&gt;IF average per day is 8 hours, therefore I shol've been taking 32 hours...&lt;br /&gt;intead it's 23 hours.... so...TERBALIK O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-8721033079078168871?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8721033079078168871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8721033079078168871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8721033079078168871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8721033079078168871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleeeeeeepyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='SLEEEEEEEPYYYYYYYYYYYY'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-975104507904490596</id><published>2009-11-17T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:48:58.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m looking for something to jiggy with it'/><title type='text'>recovering</title><content type='html'>Well, it's time for me to change already.... The past few/many posts were so dark, I scare myself reading it now. Gosh..... Didn't expect myself to be so.... DARK.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I seriously would like to thank my friends who both on many many places started asking about it. Enquiries on whehter I'm ok or not. &lt;br /&gt;Now, it's not that I'm looking for attention, but with all these going on, I can say that it seriously helps you a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of this, I can go on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THNX!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Not that i can't go on already. It's just that I was going throgh a dark period that time.... hmmm. the 30s crisis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW...something to jiggy with it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-975104507904490596?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/975104507904490596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=975104507904490596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/975104507904490596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/975104507904490596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/recovering.html' title='recovering'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-234281866606242676</id><published>2009-11-15T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T03:13:12.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singularity</title><content type='html'>Now i know why people need to have their other half. After all this. It's easy. So u can talk about ur distress, feelings and uncertainties with them. &lt;br /&gt;I, being single till now didn't give me that feeling...until now. I dono why, but throughout this entire week, I was aching to tell someone, anyone i know about how I am feeling. &lt;br /&gt;But let's face it. Even I myself don know what I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER,HAPPINESS, SAD, DETACHMENT,all these just cycled through me at a goddamn fast rate like some enhanced PMS, that basically drains me. Thought it was just pure melodramatism, overly dramatic about it. But now, after lying on the bed for some time, I realized that I do need someone to talk to. &lt;br /&gt;BUT HELL it ain't gonna be the ones I talked to past week, whether through phone, meets nor any other means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? cos one, they caused it. And two, they won't understand. I my as well talk to the wall for all the same purpose.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I writing this down again, early in the morning where I could sleep soundly, maybe even with a dream or two on a cool night.&lt;br /&gt;But noooooooo, I had to be high strung over it, thinking over the whole episodes and charades that went through throughout the past week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One: &lt;/span&gt;I feel used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TWO: &lt;/span&gt;I am an idiot for willingly to being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3:&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe I was so immature about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Four:&lt;/span&gt; IDIOT for not seeing it, and putting my whole goddamn leg into the messy coffin I built for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5:&lt;/span&gt; Still wanting to go along with it even after noticing it.PURE RETARDEDNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6:&lt;/span&gt; Not being able to work well due to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tHese are the 6 things I noticed the whole week, tried to rid myself of it.  &lt;br /&gt;Managed to do it this morning during my work time till evening,&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;came in - being involved in it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PURE FUCKING GENIUS OF ME TO DO THAT. &lt;br /&gt;MUST SHOOT MYSELF FOR BEING RETARDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think, i call a certain someone retard all the time, when i'm the biggest one of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODS. I feel like i wanna scream myself hoarse till my throat dries up and i cough to death. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe get a heart attack now and begone with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHY? &lt;br /&gt;COS I FEEL LIKE A BIG JERK AND LOSER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I TEACH as a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP FOREVER is what i wanna do now. Maybe catch a bit of chtulhu's insane dream, so i'd be insane too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: bolding the words to remind me how much mistake i made, if i survie this and read it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-234281866606242676?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/234281866606242676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=234281866606242676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/234281866606242676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/234281866606242676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/singularity.html' title='Singularity'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3583824799154354366</id><published>2009-11-14T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:34:07.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypocritic idoit</title><content type='html'>I think I'm a hypocrite. Was talking about the sunny days this morning , now feeling angry like shit.&lt;br /&gt; Should know that some people do not really care much of what u plan one. I don mind u telling me it's cancelled. tell me earlier, don leave me hanging like some person that u would only layan when u have no bloody choice. In fact, if u think u have no bloody choice just say so. Don need ur sympathy or whatever that u think u're forced to.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And i'm a bloody idiot to be angry with it. Cos it's normal for people like those to do such a thing. But why am i goddamn angry for?&lt;br /&gt; Cos i'm  too attached to them. DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEEP BREATHS...&lt;br /&gt;U managed to do so well throughout the day. Then u crumble over such a small thing, a last minute cancellation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, u Idiot. &lt;br /&gt;And now u know how they think about you already right? Some idiotic, emotional SIR that they are getting annoyed with.&lt;br /&gt;With that, can u handle the thought of not having them at all without a breakdown?!&lt;br /&gt;SUNNY NEW DAY.&lt;br /&gt;MY FOOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3583824799154354366?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3583824799154354366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3583824799154354366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3583824799154354366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3583824799154354366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/hypocritic-idoit.html' title='hypocritic idoit'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1843185858335650658</id><published>2009-11-14T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:33:37.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New weekend</title><content type='html'>well, fell asleep after some commotion yesterday night. It was dreamless slumber, so deep I overslept for work today!!!! :p luckily managed to reach it there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the sleep I suddenly realized something, as I faced the new bright sunny day. LIFE MUST GO ON. It's a fact, and one that I forgot the past few days. No matter how crappy it is for me, I realized that I must go on. so why in the bloody hell am I still moping about the past, and the future too?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LIVE IN THE PRESENT, ENJOY IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That's what I must do.... &lt;br /&gt;So i figured out already. let's be happy about it lar. go fucking nuts if u want to, but not over the worries, but whatever joy u find in ur current position. &lt;strong&gt;YES, ANYTHING &lt;/strong&gt;can go to hell anytime soon, so what's the point of worrying about it? Yes, u do worry sometimes, but let's not despair over it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am currently in the office typing this out, while waiting for the YELLOW HOUSE to grab the championshi in netball and marching :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO HAVE A HAPPY WEEKEND!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1843185858335650658?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1843185858335650658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1843185858335650658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1843185858335650658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1843185858335650658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-weekend.html' title='New weekend'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8358671076533548742</id><published>2009-11-13T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:29:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 guns</title><content type='html'>well, if u heard the first verse before the first chorus, that's how I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I realize it, that to be better, I seriously need time to be away. Even the slightest contact seemed to trip me already. but i can't do that, cos my GUILT TRIP will be on.&lt;br /&gt; CRAP&lt;br /&gt; might be going to a talk this Monday by some students of another programme, by a colleague of mine. Seemed appropriate now- Suicidal thoughts is the talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's raining heavily in my heart now, whatever that may mean to u. That's how it feels for me... And my umbrella is just useless against the storm.&lt;br /&gt;My as well give in to it, be swept among the tide. &lt;br /&gt; Had a friend (a nice surprise, actually) who sms-ed me in regards to what I've been blogging about. Well, I do admit, might have being melodramatic at some time. &lt;br /&gt;BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT MY THOUGHTS ARE MELODRAMATIC.&lt;br /&gt; See how it goes lah this weekend. If u see the newspaper....&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-8358671076533548742?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8358671076533548742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8358671076533548742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8358671076533548742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8358671076533548742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/21-guns.html' title='21 guns'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-9125656550667416381</id><published>2009-11-13T01:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:33:43.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicidal tendencies</title><content type='html'>Was trying to sleep after a long day, but couldn't. So popped up the laptop and started to check my fb. Thinking there might be some people around that usually pops up at this time there, especially after someone told me see me in fb. GOSH. How stupid of me to believe.&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, it was when I started to look back at certain times. It's a habit of mine to think back to the few days before and replay it over and over again.The more troubled I am, the further past I'll start from. And it immediately hit me that I was seriously tensed out this week. I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it might be due to the whole shcmooly thing that hit me beginning Saturday. Yea, Saturday. It hit me that I was especially tired mentally and emotionally (surprisingly) since then. &lt;br /&gt; Why? It was obvious that I got into some kind of mess here. Not too big, but it's affecting me personally, quite bad. And for me, talking about it would just mean that I'm seriously losing it.&lt;br /&gt; It seems that I could not hold any sense of differentiation anymore. PEOPLE has always said, do not mix work with personal life. Of course, it's hard isn't it? we all do that a point or 2 in our life.&lt;br /&gt; I for one kinda lost myself in it too. And now I seriously find it difficult to get out of it. Main reason is being emotionally attached already. STUPID. HOW IN world could i do that? I've done my job before, and it wasn't like this!?!?!?! So much that I think I'm losing my mind over it.&lt;br /&gt; Not to mention of certain status change. that was bad too. and it did affect me alot. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow this combination is wrecking me up. I've been mentally loaded eversince Tuesday, with the work - my students were sitting for their externals then, my paper some more. I was much more nervous than they were! Of course! It'll reflect on me in reality! NO matter what anyone say, I don't think I can forgive myself if they did badly. &lt;br /&gt;And then some other things popped up too. and it just overkilled me metaphorically speaking. Been draining myself over it since then. &lt;br /&gt;I think it came to the point that today, I seriously couldn't think happy thoughts. BLOODY SONG started to play right about 10 in the morning and kept on till now. YES. it's still playing. That was why I drowned myself with quite loud music in the car.&lt;br /&gt;Or walk aimlessly...&lt;br /&gt;could this be depression? I even told my health condition to certain people I shouldn't be telling? I mean, elo?!?!?! It's me business. why do i need to let everyone know it? Want sympathy is it? IDIOT. FUCKING IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt; SO what the hell am i gonna do? the parental instinct seriously screwed me up this year. SERIOUSLY. At times, i wish it didn't happen, at times I'm so happy it did. MANIC now.I'm not even too sure if anyone shares what i am feeling or did have what i am feeling now before. I'm BLOODY AFRAID make my next move now.&lt;br /&gt; I want to withdraw to myself. let myself feel my own presence, instead of being bombarded by it. Some people could do it, some people are doing it. BUT i realized i couldn't do it. I am an open book, not something closed. I can't withdraw from the problem knowing the fact that it would HURT THE PROBLEM!!! The guilt would be my ticket to hell man.&lt;br /&gt; It's not that i am not going to hell. Jeez. been thinking of certain hellish thoughts already these few days. Only thing i can say is:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IF U COMMIT IT, BE SURE U ARE GOING TO COMMIT IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR example Committing suicide is a pure one way. If u wanna do that, be sure u are gonna do it. DOn have last minute thoughts about it, cos it'll ruin the commitment.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I confess, been thinking about it last few days. even though of which can kill outright 100% and which cannot. Which can be done and which cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; U cannot drown nor strangle yourself&lt;br /&gt; Hanging and jumping from a building may not kill you. IT'll be bloody painful for you to suffer then. NOT to mention u are in public&lt;br /&gt; Slitting wrists needs technique. otherwise, u'll just waste blood, not life.&lt;br /&gt; popping pills can be done. yet, if u are found then, they can save u again. Modern medicine can pump those drugs back right out of u&lt;br /&gt; walking/running to an oncoming vehicle/train/bus? SERIOUS COMMITMENT&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;all these were thought within the few days. And it said something. JEFF. YOU ARE SERIOUSLY MANIC DEPRESSIVE. Not to mention, idiotic for being able to come up with it.&lt;br /&gt; Well, I'll just let my health runs it course I think. Not  too sure how long it'll take, but it'll do.&lt;br /&gt; When I do die then, mayb the bloody song won't play in my head anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-9125656550667416381?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/9125656550667416381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=9125656550667416381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9125656550667416381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9125656550667416381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/suicidal-tendencies.html' title='Suicidal tendencies'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-6715532535196173605</id><published>2009-11-12T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:47:13.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>press play</title><content type='html'>This song popped up in my head after a certain something happened this morning about 10ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Please Don't Leave Me lyrics by Pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can yell any louder&lt;br /&gt;How many time I've kicked you outta here?&lt;br /&gt;Or said something insulting?&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be so mean when I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;I am capable of really anything&lt;br /&gt;I can cut you into pieces&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I become so obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;What is it with you that makes me act like this?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this nasty&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?&lt;br /&gt;The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest&lt;br /&gt;But baby I don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I promise&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Oh please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be without, you're my perfect little punching bag&lt;br /&gt;And I need you, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;(Da da da, da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;(Da da da, da da)&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me, oh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;© EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; PINK INSIDE PUBLISHING;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.... Repeat the playing in your mind over and over and over again since then till now (4pm) non-stop, especially the chorus.&lt;br /&gt; You will be able to feel my bloody mood today then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-6715532535196173605?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/6715532535196173605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=6715532535196173605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6715532535196173605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6715532535196173605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/press-play.html' title='press play'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-9085621168151554608</id><published>2009-11-11T13:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:30:17.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess and frog</title><content type='html'>let me tell u a story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The princess and the frog got together, on the account of an old crane and a fish after a night of stormy weather. the next day, the princess went to tell her half sister about it. The half sister stormed off in a huff for not being told earlier and proceeded to have her daily mocha at the Starduit coffeestall.&lt;br /&gt; Now, this act hurt the princess, who always confided to her sister in almost everything, including PMS and lacy panties and red bikini bras and the such. She didn't know that telling the sister about the incident would blow up in her face. So she went to cry into the deep dark seductive darkness that is her closet.&lt;br /&gt; the old crane, feeling lonely called out to the frog. The frog, panicking at the incident told the old crane to bugger off straight, hurting the old poor lonesome crane. wobbling in sadness, the crane wandered of to Tekken.&lt;br /&gt; Realizing its error, the frog tried to croak to the crane through his croaking device, but was snuffed out by the emoing crane. The crane, which still felt hurt began lashing around everyone else, who got out of their problems themselves - the princess and even the fish who saw the anger from far away.&lt;br /&gt; So everyone began to apologize to the crane, each defending their actions. the fish defended the frog's actions, trying to calm the crane down, yet nearly got swallowed up by the angry bird.&lt;br /&gt; Meanwhile,the half sister, at starduit stall began to realize that she wasn't being chased back by any of them - the frog, the princess nor the fish. She got angrier thinking that they left her cos they jolly well happy to be rid of her. in her anger she began to note on her magic mirror all the things she was hiding from them - the feelings, intentions and anger all on the magic mirror. &lt;br /&gt; all tis continued till late at night, where the frog still croaked frantically to get the crane's attention. finally getting the old bird's attention, the frog apologized to the bird telling him the reason of all the things that had happened. The crane, hearing the story, got calmer and began to advice the POOR POOR RETARDED frog on how the others might feel/think.To the crane's musing, the crane noticed that the fish had the eye on the frog as well. yet the frog was oblivious to it.&lt;br /&gt;Sighing loudly, the crane proceeeded to knock sense into the frog on the birds and the bees, and the princess and the transpiration of their togetherness.&lt;br /&gt; The crane explained (in vain) the effect of the frog and princess going along together, yet the frog was retarded to it.&lt;br /&gt;As the frog went back in forlorn, the crane thought, "sigh... it's going to be a long december in the woods this year"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is a fictional story, any coincidental or parallel story are just coincidence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-9085621168151554608?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/9085621168151554608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=9085621168151554608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9085621168151554608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9085621168151554608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/princess-and-frog.html' title='Princess and frog'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3212127603685125920</id><published>2009-11-11T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:53:32.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HITCH</title><content type='html'>IT means so many thing now after today.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I am getting over the last 1/2 day of anger and such. It is not good. Depression isn't either. Yet, it happened, especially after seeing an ex that breaks down in public.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Had supper with some person. WHom I wasn't supposed to bother from now onwards. Yet the temptation to contact was too great. I AM GOING TO HELL FOR THIS TEMPTATION.&lt;br /&gt;So proceeded to have a long talk to him.... And i went &lt;br /&gt;through my head: Am i to talk about birds and bees too? Since it's part of biology...&lt;br /&gt;To make things simple, I told that person that he should just go along with what he had done since that day, and not regret it.... AS HE DID tell me the complications. &lt;br /&gt;YES ABU, u are right. can't get angry after i know. IT's not his fault. It's YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND that gave me the creeps. GEE, i thought. HE HAS MORE TRAITS IN COMMON WITH ME THAN I THOUGHT OF!!! Here's the guy who thinks so blooody far into the future when the present is not even being handled properly!!! I thought I was the only one doing that!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave him some final advice on it, basically. WHY? b'cos from Wednesday onwards, i am just plain sir to them. not planning to barge into any affairs of theirs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, after all that has happened, I observed some things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;first and foremost:&lt;/span&gt; U can see how people feel for other people, but u are blind to how people feel for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) No use trying to reverse things. Life is not a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When u go into something. DO GO INTO IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) And don't be too secretive. people know (see reason 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;so now, what does hitch got to do with this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The whole incident revolves around it, slightly but still it.&lt;br /&gt;2) I feel like Hitch (the guy in the movie of the name). Give so much advice. Yet fucks up in his own one. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;3) At my age, it's seriously fucked up when u are single. Time to adopt a kid on your own....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3212127603685125920?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3212127603685125920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3212127603685125920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3212127603685125920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3212127603685125920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/hitch.html' title='HITCH'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2802186356792312850</id><published>2009-11-10T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:39:20.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling better so don worry</title><content type='html'>I'm much better so don worry.&lt;br /&gt; U all go about ur important things, and that is now.&lt;br /&gt;I'M FINE. FEELING BETTER. DON WORRY. NOT ANGRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that makes u feel better. It's my own problems. NOT U, JUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's formalities, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$(%*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2802186356792312850?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2802186356792312850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2802186356792312850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2802186356792312850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2802186356792312850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-better-so-don-worry.html' title='Feeling better so don worry'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7720198462519047871</id><published>2009-11-10T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:44:10.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND I FEEL FINE</title><content type='html'>FUCK IT.&lt;br /&gt; Hate people who is keeping things from me, when the so called "secret" is obvious even to a blind man. And the nerve of them to say i'm close to them. &lt;br /&gt;Fine. If you don wan me into your private affairs, then don't. I'll keep things proffesional now then. &lt;br /&gt; FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt; That's how ANGRY i am and how hurtful I feel. Don blame other people. I just know it. Asked b4 and u don come clear out of it. &lt;br /&gt;do u actually know my latest relationship status became this way partially because of u people!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt; 1) They say they respect u... RIGHT....&lt;br /&gt; 2) They start pretending u're their best friend instead.&lt;br /&gt; 3) And then they proceed to NOT tell u anything else cos U're still their TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, I'm just plain depressed.............&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when u're too close to them. U GET BURNED. VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since I don teach them anymore. I'll stay the fuck away from their business. It's not my fucking business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7720198462519047871?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7720198462519047871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7720198462519047871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7720198462519047871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7720198462519047871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-feel-fine.html' title='AND I FEEL FINE'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-4531484406427125501</id><published>2009-11-04T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:09:49.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days</title><content type='html'>If I'm counting today, which I can't since I'm not teaching them, I'd have 3 more days with them. B4 they all do their exams and fly away. One's heading to mapleland. Another going back to pandanland till next Feb, where he/she'll fly to Australia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All going here and there. &lt;br /&gt;Ihave A MIND to visit them when they're there. Problem is:&lt;br /&gt;1) Don think they wan me:(&lt;br /&gt;2) can't go out of country till i finish up something. BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH......&lt;br /&gt;*proceeds to corner to make mushrooms again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: listening to Celine Dion's A New Day Has Come, right after Gradation Day song from Vit.C. Talk about APPROPRIATENESS O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-4531484406427125501?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/4531484406427125501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=4531484406427125501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4531484406427125501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4531484406427125501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-more-days.html' title='3 more days'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-6198534835214954936</id><published>2009-10-31T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T03:03:58.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious</title><content type='html'>No wonder they say teaching is hard&lt;br /&gt; RULE 1: WHEN LECTURE, JUST LECTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I know what it means, with the end of my intake here. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think I am grwoing WEE TOO LITTLE attached to this small group&lt;br /&gt;That I am letting my guard down, taking them in as my anak buah.&lt;br /&gt;Now that certain things are happening, I just realized that they are not going to be there all the time. And IT HURTS, really hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm actually tearing up over it. Thinking about them, how they've been the whole year through... It's like watching oyur own kids grow up.. And now they&lt;br /&gt;re going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tuition was different, somehow it didn't really feel that bad. It was like, once a week?&lt;br /&gt;BUt this one instead had been EVERY SINGLE WEEKDAY. From Jan till now, especially nowadays, since I'm having extra classes with them.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that next week is their final academic week with me is actually quite hard for me to bear in a way. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish i have a year and a half with them like A levels instead of only 10months. But if they do take A'levels, I might not even be taching them!!! So in a way, I'm thankful that they're doing this mode instead.&lt;br /&gt;But they all... &lt;br /&gt;SAM, ASH, JY, JJ, ANNA, Lee.. A small mischievious group of kids. The loudest, most non sensical group I've ever met. Yet, these kids are so dear to my heart, that as I'm writing this, my eyes being to water.&lt;br /&gt;If teaching is painful, being a parent hurts alot then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yet, this is where I am slightly apprehensive. Does a lecturer just teach, be a proffesional? Or should he/she put his/her effort into knowing the kids too?&lt;br /&gt;I apparently knew them so well, that we seem to have our own private family monikers here.&lt;br /&gt; This further intensifies my dilemma. I do teac them,I do. but everytime their work/results are bad, my heart falss doubly. One from being a lecturer - Am I teaching them right? other would be concerned about them - WHY aretheir grades that way? Frustration pours into my heart here, that I dono how to handle it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; can't bear to see them off on the last day. Might cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-6198534835214954936?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/6198534835214954936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=6198534835214954936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6198534835214954936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6198534835214954936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/serious.html' title='Serious'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3962408355038026091</id><published>2009-10-27T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:34:48.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SuZpRQpUtuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/r4MN2pj0R5Q/s1600-h/archie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SuZpRQpUtuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/r4MN2pj0R5Q/s400/archie2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397116948697102050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's that!!! Archie proposed and married Veronica Lodge on September this year!!! O M G. Every fans were not happy at all, complaining loudly that it was Betty that he was supposed to marry. But, not only did archi married Veronica, they had twins too, and Archie is now in the Lodge company!!! &lt;br /&gt;Yet in the end it seems that the comic got into the "peer" pressure, and voila!!! &lt;br /&gt;Issue 603 that is to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SuZqE11seMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6drt-BF6MMM/s1600-h/a603a_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SuZqE11seMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6drt-BF6MMM/s400/a603a_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397117834854430914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WT?!?!?! What is hapening?! What about Veronica? The twins?!?! Find out then. It apparently is a 6 parter storyline that started in 600. Hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3962408355038026091?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3962408355038026091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3962408355038026091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3962408355038026091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3962408355038026091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/archie.html' title='Archie'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SuZpRQpUtuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/r4MN2pj0R5Q/s72-c/archie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-303969040874755008</id><published>2009-10-19T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:05:26.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate teaching at these times</title><content type='html'>Just realized. &lt;br /&gt;They are leaving soon. &lt;br /&gt; Heart tugs painfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I'm going to shower now. So that my red eyes will not be questioned. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-303969040874755008?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/303969040874755008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=303969040874755008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/303969040874755008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/303969040874755008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/hate-teaching-at-these-times.html' title='hate teaching at these times'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-457810523563269764</id><published>2009-10-14T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:01:53.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I am writing now</title><content type='html'>As I am writing now, I am currently beside my bed. ooh...&lt;br /&gt;Well, didn't manage to go to work today as I suddenly had all the flu, cold, fever chills, body aches and lethargy at the same time this morning itself. It was goddang painful to get up at all wei, I thought I had broken my body. My family were quite worried too, insisting that I should see doctor. I know this is a temporary thing one, as my body tend to accumulate the restless nights, and effects till a certain point and KABOOM!!! I was feeling the tiredness seeping out yesterday in fact as I came home.&lt;br /&gt;Well, had to apply Emergency Leave. Initially thought I could be better by noon, but by 11 I was still painful everwhere, that I had to sms on my bed itself to extend the EL. Then I went to sleep again till 12!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up slightly better then and took abit of food. Went to sleep again at 1.30 till 4!!! Now, not that I'm jolly healthy and jumping, but at least I feel much better that I can actually start typing :p&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  I should be able to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My body's alarm signals can be so teruk at cases one... sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another note, the grandfather of one of my other kids passed away peacefully yesterday. My condolences to her and the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sign off now. Gotta rest a bit more.. maybe another nap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-457810523563269764?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/457810523563269764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=457810523563269764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/457810523563269764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/457810523563269764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-i-am-writing-now.html' title='As I am writing now'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5730616422112648245</id><published>2009-10-13T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:41:09.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More rants</title><content type='html'>This 2 days were surprisingly taxing on the mind. Work and work related matters seemed to bog dow on me.&lt;br /&gt; Not to mention, after my last MC on June till now (Yohoo!!!!) i seemed to be getting someting. All started with the ulcers popping out in my mouth... Eww... but still, then my throat dry, now coughing slightly... Aie!!!! No!!!!! Musn't fall sick... Why/ My kids need me!!! Pahpahmon!!!O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How did that come out to be is embarassing, and embarassing to know too. Nuff..&lt;br /&gt;Yet, apparently the name is stuck already to me, when the kids whine about something, anything (everything).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the distress and uncertainty is back again, folks. U know what i mean. If  don, then it's ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today our Sue finally came back from Pandanland!!! Sue's relative passed away and Sue had to go back to jaga the place, keep the place from burning, according to what it says... Sue had to sleep at the wake of the relative, so with the rest of the family, they ahd to go through the wake.&lt;br /&gt;It took Sue 4 days in Pandanland b4 heading yesternight. Sue as usual, overslept again today and missed a class. Luckily it remember to wake up for mine O.O&lt;br /&gt;Also, Sue's bornday is this Friday!!!! Yes, TGIF!!!!! Sue's bornday!!!! Yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;others planning to bring him to grab, i mean, to party.... So they planned to go to the Ministry of Sound.... Curfew? about 11pm...&lt;br /&gt; Aiyoh... u go clubbing and go back at 11.30? OMG... Clubbing doesn't even start till it's 12. But it's them... they invited me to go.. Planning to go... see how... Mayb wear the black zipper t :p&lt;br /&gt; but they then wanna drink too, and I put my feet down... no drinking slcohols DEARS, not if u're driving... Mocktails ok. ekorayam jantan no....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then, Sue came and say mayb it'll go back to Pandan land on friday!!! WHY!!! DOSHTE!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5730616422112648245?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5730616422112648245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5730616422112648245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5730616422112648245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5730616422112648245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-rants.html' title='More rants'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1196537437414779899</id><published>2009-10-12T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:52:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>Firstly and foremost. A minute of prayer to Stephen Gately from Boyzone who died suddenly in Spain while with his hubby Cowles. Stephen was 33. &lt;br /&gt; Not that I"m obsessed with hime,but I think that he was a gutsy and brave fellar during his time, as he did the undoable at that time during the boyband times - by coming out then. I take that as being brave for someone of that nature, as he provided the "carpet" for others to follow later one (Lance, Ellen, etc).&lt;br /&gt; R.I.P., Stephen, and condolences to the family and close ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1196537437414779899?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1196537437414779899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1196537437414779899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1196537437414779899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1196537437414779899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7752532650121460146</id><published>2009-10-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:18:51.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Died, then came back to life</title><content type='html'>Sir! Sir!!! Sue's dead!!! That was what my kids told me this afternoon. "Cannot contact Sue lar!! Worried about her!!!" One of them continued. What happened:&lt;br /&gt; Messaged Sue this morning and no one picked up called, no pick up. At this time the whole class knew that Sue must be sleeping. Biasa mah. Then till 2pm still no pick up on phone. Sue was not only absent in my class but another class to. That's how we got worried. Sue might've really died!!, exclaimed one of them.&lt;br /&gt;So off we headed to Sue's house. Anyways, in the end, Sue came out with very bad face - just woke up face!!!! O.o&lt;br /&gt;Found out that Sue had headache the day b4 and whole night through - popping Panadols like candies...&lt;br /&gt;Siau kid!!!&lt;br /&gt; Grr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before going off, take a listen to Kris Allen's single - Live like u're dying. Yes. I didn't really like him as idol this year. Yet, surprisingly this song is nice to hear. He sounded a bit like the singer who sang the man who wouldn't move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Note: The name &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SUE&lt;/span&gt; is given to protect the "real" person's name. We don play naming the culprit here one :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7752532650121460146?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7752532650121460146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7752532650121460146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7752532650121460146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7752532650121460146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/died-then-came-back-to-life.html' title='Died, then came back to life'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-615045873204329780</id><published>2009-10-05T09:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:59:15.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden urge</title><content type='html'>Suddenly so wanna say so many things at the same time. And it's like only been 3 days since my last blog. Hopefully these kinda things don happen to often though. Hate to see it happening when I'm in some ULU place w/o a connection and wanting to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happen much that day. As usual, had classes with my kids. Ah. Remember now. Was at lunchtime, where the kids and I went to the nearest mall for lunch. Now, usually we'd head straight for Subway and the promo lunch there, since it's the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, on that day, one of the kids - the Confused One - whined on having Subway again ("don wan Subway lar.... always that one...") and so we asked him what he wanted. He dono pulak. ended up in the Station Kopitiam at the lower ground floor. The food was surprisingly ok... Kinda got hungry about an hour later though, even with the Nasi Padprik i ordered (but that's just me). After that , we went to get my drum set (don ask) while another kid went to get Nee and San to complement her Ich at home.&lt;br /&gt;As we headed back to college about an hour later, the CONFUSED ONE stated: STILL HUNGRY LAR...&lt;br /&gt;Nak kena ketuk punya budak!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sidenote: Guitar Hero 5 got cool songs wei!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up about 11 and checked FB. then went to clean my room abit for the coming makan we're having. my PSP suddenly gave out, prompting me to go and check it at Cine with a frined of mine at the shop. So up I went there, just in time to see the latest gadget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslPSJsygvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1ZSp1cHazrM/s1600-h/P1351_03-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslPSJsygvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1ZSp1cHazrM/s400/P1351_03-10-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388925602385527538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslPRt4YgxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/m48foEOyZwM/s1600-h/P1350_03-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslPRt4YgxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/m48foEOyZwM/s400/P1350_03-10-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388925594917962514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSP GO!!!!! first to .. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back then, my first few friends- my work colleagues - arrived for the makan about 4ish... It's a bit sad though that only few of them then, cos the others couldn't come. Anyways, they stayed till about 5ish and went off, just as the other batch came in. And came in more of our guests then...&lt;br /&gt;the makan ended up finishing about 9 something, with my sis's Bf's family going back last. Not really last, as my sis's friends were there still. We then proceeded to my room as the "ADULTS" aren't there anymore and proceeded to...&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR HERO!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished about 1 am :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Woke up at 1.15 suddenly remembering that I have a card tournament at 2!!! So scrambled to the bathroom to shower up and so forth. But before heading there had to send my cat to groom firstly, and get lunch (Mckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslRfzTVTqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qhHqXKdsh3U/s1600-h/P1442_27-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslRfzTVTqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qhHqXKdsh3U/s400/P1442_27-09-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388928035914600098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's doukas n the bag as I sent him to the groomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourney didn't relly do well... Stupid cards didn't come at right time in the second game (won first one), and loss as a result. Third game was financially bad.... Money flood..... Flood!!!! no peep to handle the situation, not to mention Moto chen bugger came in the second turn!!!! And 2 sneaks crumbled my defenses...Got 8th out of 11 :(&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at a friend's open house, at Penchala. His house is huge... And STEEP. the road heading to his house is like 20% steep!!! thnk god we walked up to it (cungap cungap I...)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was ok. The chicken was TOUGH... my jaw ached after 3 pieces of it... the chicken wings were good though, Me and my other friends (9 of us) had like 50 of them!!!! Hahahahahaha!!! I hade 8 i think :p&lt;br /&gt; Went back at 10, slept then...&lt;br /&gt;And here I am now in the ... blogging here.&lt;br /&gt; GTG, kids to teach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a certain person I know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-615045873204329780?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/615045873204329780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=615045873204329780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/615045873204329780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/615045873204329780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/sudden-urge.html' title='Sudden urge'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SslPSJsygvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1ZSp1cHazrM/s72-c/P1351_03-10-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7133424953852116811</id><published>2009-10-02T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:44:58.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash...</title><content type='html'>My friends have been telling me a bout this so called new series that just premiered in US. Known as Flash forward, they raved a lot about it, for a good reason too.&lt;br /&gt;As I watched the trailer, I got caught up in the excitement too.&lt;br /&gt;The premise is simply this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whole world population collapse and FAINTED for 2 minutes at the same time - so many disasters happened. REALLY BLACKOUT. so u expect la, accidents happen, planes literally crash and burn and so forth.&lt;br /&gt; Next thing is, as these people woke up to the proceeding chaos around them, they realized that many of them dreamt a part of something on themselves 6 months later on. Whoever that they contacted that time ACTUALLY dreamt sequence similar too...&lt;br /&gt; That's the whole story. Obviously u know now, what the plot is heading too.&lt;br /&gt; It's from the makers of LOST. Best of all there was an advert on this Flash series... on the Boeing that crashed in LOST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LBeNutB7hho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LBeNutB7hho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, before capping off, here's a video that's been missed sorely on MTV and V (I think in this region at least) - American cowboy from the group Jada. Not too bad for an very new model-like gal group. Let's see if they're a hit like the pussycats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xx8l_-Ed9_Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7133424953852116811?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7133424953852116811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7133424953852116811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7133424953852116811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7133424953852116811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/flash.html' title='Flash...'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2046904235035453052</id><published>2009-10-01T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:23:27.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX IS EXPENSIVE</title><content type='html'>Yes. You got that right. SEX is EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;What?!?!! My update after a month and i'm talking about sex? It's the most interesting thing in the world, i think :p&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, how did that statement come about?&lt;br /&gt; Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and some of my friends are thinking of something to get for a friend of ours - his 30th birthday is coming about mid month.&lt;br /&gt;people who know me would know by now the many types of friends I have. And this friend of ours is particularly eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;He is always BERTANDUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we all hang out together, it's noticed that he can never run away from the sex subject for more than 5 minutes one. And he ALWAYS TALK ABOUT IT in many ways/hints/connotations - u get the drift there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, we decided to get something to that way for his big THREE O. After all, he's approaching his 1/3 lifespan already :p&lt;br /&gt; Now, we went to a sex shop in PJ this evening, trying to think of what to get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we dono still whether he has his other half or not - HE NEVER talks about it. So... there goes the presents that we thought to get for him then - the boardgames, the cuffs, tasty lingerie, you know lar, things that u need a partner to USE WITH.&lt;br /&gt;Even if he had a partner, we didn't know his gender preference - our friend here is so ambiguous, an earthworm would likely tell us its gender instead. But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so off that plan go, as we looked/hunt for more. Of course, since he's SINGLE (To us), obviously we plan on the THINGS he can use BY himself.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to see... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingerie - WT?!?!?! Who is he wearing for? IS he gonna wear it pun?!?! Don expect us to get him and elephant thong for him for that birthday, tell him to wear it and ask him to show the present!!!!???!!! that's traumatizing, even if he's good looking (to some of our female friends lar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuffs/Whips - Don think he's the flogging type. And he's bad with memory. Next thing we wouldn't want is that he calls us to his place to look for the keys to the cuffs that he wore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condoms - Firstly, it's sooooooo common, even with the flavoured/smelling/ribbed/ whatever types. Furthermore, how is he going to taste the flavoured one?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAT PEMBESAR - not sure how well endowed he is, don wanna know, don wanna help him there. Even if it's for his birthday. Please, pal, ur ego is big enough... we don wanna help you on other ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another gal pal of ours who were there suddenly told us. What about CAHAYA KULIT?!?!?! And we went wah!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah lar, why didn't we think of that at all? Cos it wasn't on the shelves, one thing's for sure . By now, u would have known what it is... googling it or translating it to the language that u understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, I wonder why they don put it out? It's obviously sold, since when we ask for it, the sales guy went under his counter (literally) and pulled some of those items we were asking for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos it looked eewwish? not really... or else people - guys especially, won't use it (NOT TAT I USE IT)... I'm pure- and TCF, so don need that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing to the sroy. So we went to ask to see if he has it, and dear lord - the many types he pulled out from the drawer!!!! It's like the drawer came from Doraemon's pocket!!!&lt;br /&gt;U have the normal one, with lips; u have the bigger one looking like....&lt;br /&gt;than the mini one, which says finger rubbing "machine". NOW this one we don understand from him. How can the guy use it when the thing wrote that it's for the ladies to touch....?&lt;br /&gt;And he took out the most technological one, as we rolled our eyes at the previous ones... thinking of which to get our friend. The technologically advanced? It's bigger (medium torchlight size) and apparently, it VIBRATES, so it acts like .... 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, we were kinda struck speechless by the devices. Then the gal asked for price.&lt;br /&gt;The advance one? RM699 - OM(insert your letter)THAT MUCH?!?!?!?!?! wow, it's as pricey as a DS Lite, near the price of a PSP!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Can't really think of anything else it'll do though. Not like the device is gonna play videos for you, or spout music. heck - u only use it for ...&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and ask the prices for the others then...&lt;br /&gt;RM299 for normal one. O.o&lt;br /&gt;RM400 for bigger one &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;the finger one? RM 180 - WOW. Just WOW....&lt;br /&gt;Now u know why sex is dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the story. We went out of the shop, saying that we'll think about it. Of course we'll think about it. We'll think about the device, and the price tag along with it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we decided to buy him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIRTHDAY CARD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2046904235035453052?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2046904235035453052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2046904235035453052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2046904235035453052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2046904235035453052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/10/sex-is-expensive.html' title='SEX IS EXPENSIVE'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2376328233343198239</id><published>2009-09-10T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:54:02.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parodies</title><content type='html'>Well, are parodies of videos, movies and music clips funny? Depends on who's doing it acutally. &lt;br /&gt;But some ARE SERIOUSLY funny, I do have to admit. It's just that in being funny, does the parody have to be toilet funny too( I mean sex ler...)? Up to that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/npSiHTqhbYo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/npSiHTqhbYo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, Jessica Alba parodying Jess Simp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jm4l21SixMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jm4l21SixMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who likes beyonce?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aASCZgbJxC8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aASCZgbJxC8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And desperate for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cZvuPZlZMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cZvuPZlZMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, who doesn't watch the idols huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8skI2QXdidY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8skI2QXdidY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, Hiro!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vVV2ft4-2xk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vVV2ft4-2xk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2376328233343198239?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2376328233343198239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2376328233343198239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2376328233343198239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2376328233343198239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/09/parodies.html' title='Parodies'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2319728951907307196</id><published>2009-09-09T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:20:06.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miniseries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lizards'/><title type='text'>V</title><content type='html'>Am sooo waiting for the series to come this November!!!&lt;br /&gt;For those who doesn't know / forgot about this series, V was actually an old series from 1984, that tells the story of how aliens came to earth on the promise of helping humanity. In the series, we get to know what they were actually up to in the end. Plot was good, but the most memorable thing about V wasn't ints story - it was the Aliens!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember the time I watched this show, behind the back of my parents or some solid thing, as the aliens portrayed here were kinda scary in many ways. Sure, they looked like us, but the best thing is that u can tear their faces, and they turn out to be reptiles!!! SCARY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I can still remember scenes where these people/aliens go to secluded areas like toilets and such to eat food: U can see them putting live rats into their mouths!!! Cool or what!!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series ended kinda early, and no news about it until now. Now, with the successful revised series of Battlestar Galactica (2004), the producers of The 4400 are revising V again, and the series will premier (in US la :( ) this November. But since it's internetting age, we get to watch too, don we? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQoSCEMzJYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQoSCEMzJYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/8139939342339240861-2319728951907307196?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2319728951907307196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2319728951907307196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2319728951907307196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2319728951907307196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/09/v.html' title='V'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3835960156934068157</id><published>2009-09-02T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:18:09.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UFO in Klang?</title><content type='html'>Apparently a week or 2 ago, the chinese newspapers were screaming about the sightings of a UFO over Klang. One actually took a picture of it when he was on his blacony, overloooking the field where some kids were playing at- the UFO hovered there then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Sp3jxO-CbvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WPwvtB1Wg4Y/s1600-h/klang+UFo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Sp3jxO-CbvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WPwvtB1Wg4Y/s400/klang+UFo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376703965121638130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U might have to crane your neck to see the picture...&lt;br /&gt;So... perfect looking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3835960156934068157?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3835960156934068157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3835960156934068157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3835960156934068157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3835960156934068157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ufo-in-klang.html' title='UFO in Klang?'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Sp3jxO-CbvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WPwvtB1Wg4Y/s72-c/klang+UFo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1689854362195519554</id><published>2009-09-01T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:10:37.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzZZZZZZ!!!!! MERDEKA !!!!!!!! ZZZZZZZzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>Well, it was quite a long weekend last week, as opposed to the normal ones that's been on for like a month or 2? Anyways, it was actually a good weekend, as I managed to recharge a bit of myself there, after the so much work (I dono where it came from also) b4 this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day ok lah... Woke up at about 12... After all the washing up, watched a bit of TV b4 heading to Midvalley at 2pm to meet a friend there. Coming back from Kyoto, the fellar got some things as cenderahati. YES!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;Watched a show to pass the time b4 buka-ing puasa. SHOW? - GI JOE!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;After the show, another friend joined for the buka, so we had dinner in the Italliannies at Gardens&lt;br /&gt;Food was not too bad - had calamari salad and the diablo shrimp pasta...&lt;br /&gt;was put into the smoking corner though - thank god no one smoked then.&lt;br /&gt;There was also a group of GAYS- about 16 of them who had dinner there, celebrating a friend's birthday. How I know they are HAPPY? -Dress, attittude, not to mention they all holding each other throughout the makan....&lt;br /&gt;brrrr...Went back after that to play ghostbusters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12. Got to some house chores. Didn't do much in the afternoon, except for going out to get my box of cards on the latest expansion!!! YAY!!!! (NO MORE MONEY NOW THOUGH )&lt;br /&gt;Came back to arrange it b4 watching my Korean show at 7. Then whole family went to Tropicana Mall to have diiner at the Kimchi, a Korean restaurant. THE FOOD is DELICIOUS!!! Serious, must try!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then tried Bad Ass drink after dinner- had a cup of iced snickerlicious. GOT SO FULL THEN - had rice, beefs, beefs and more beefs in the KIMCHI initially, not to mention a glass of chocolate milkshake. Was surprised that I could down the snickerlicious!!! Went giant awhile there, b4 going to buy DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy BRUNO... went home to watch it- One word: DANGEROUS!!! as in the show is sooooo not for the older generations, nor for the younglings. &lt;br /&gt;me watch with my sis and her BF, and had a laugh over it... One thing's for sure, it WILL NOT BE SHOWN here. THe ratings is basically R to near X... Talk about nudity!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's real clips of Bruno in a swingers party, nude advertisement, and more... But it's so hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Now, everytime I listen to celine Dion's  My heart will go on, I'll remember this show!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Finished up my ghostbuster's game :)&lt;br /&gt;fun game... got mw whistling till now :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1689854362195519554?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1689854362195519554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1689854362195519554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1689854362195519554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1689854362195519554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/09/zzzzzzzzzzz-merdeka-zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='zzzzzZZZZZZ!!!!! MERDEKA !!!!!!!! ZZZZZZZzzzzzzz'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-2699972434667407744</id><published>2009-09-01T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:40:16.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOxX1fLRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rmb4ufzgmtM/s1600-h/desperate_housewives2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOxX1fLRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rmb4ufzgmtM/s400/desperate_housewives2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376399402780798226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwetty pictuwe :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOzxdaltI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IKZ8fGps6KY/s1600-h/P1518%5B01%5D_07-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOzxdaltI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IKZ8fGps6KY/s400/P1518%5B01%5D_07-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376399444018894546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOzTOi4pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4BAiFjuB-2Q/s1600-h/P1605%5B01%5D_07-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOzTOi4pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4BAiFjuB-2Q/s400/P1605%5B01%5D_07-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376399435903459986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOylGlCSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9XkJ-Hb01WM/s1600-h/P1525_07-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOylGlCSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9XkJ-Hb01WM/s400/P1525_07-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376399423522015522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOyHvARyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SncYrC_RfWM/s1600-h/P1311_07-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOyHvARyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SncYrC_RfWM/s400/P1311_07-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376399415638509346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others were actually pictures taken during my field trip with the kids to the bird park. As u can see, they had fun (I think :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-2699972434667407744?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/2699972434667407744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=2699972434667407744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2699972434667407744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/2699972434667407744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-pictures.html' title='Random pictures'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SpzOxX1fLRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rmb4ufzgmtM/s72-c/desperate_housewives2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3072890293792088599</id><published>2009-08-17T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:34:07.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hadouken!!!!</title><content type='html'>And theat was yelled in my brain when I saw the part where the grandma took out the snotty alien-controlled boyfriend in the Movie Aliens in the Attic.&lt;br /&gt; Went to watch it on Saturday night, leaving my brain behind- since i Know this is all nonsense/action movie already. And boy oh boy. DO LEAVE IT behind, and you'll have fun thorughout the movie. &lt;br /&gt;Why? cos it actually was action filled from beginning to the ending, if the action is somehow kiddy a bit. The acting was so-so, especially weak coming from Ashley Tisdale and the main actor... but thanx to the "matured" actors/actresses, it helped kept the movie afloat.&lt;br /&gt;The grandmother was especially funny, so was the bf of Ashley. AND THE ALIENS!!! &lt;br /&gt;They're kinda cute, even the evil ones. Of course, like my friend said after the show, "The good aliens are soooo cute, the bad one are sooo different". YUP&lt;br /&gt; Now my next few movies - District 9, GI JOE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, spent my whole day finishing up the 1year old game SILENT HILL HOMECOMING. It was actually quite riveting, as the controls were slightly improved in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 5 endings, I got the more reality based one... The ending where the Hero- after killing the final boss, saves his brother and walks off to the darkness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wakes up in hospital room, bound on feet and hand. He then realized that it was the hospital room that he escaped from initially at the beginning of the game, only this time clean and new.&lt;br /&gt;Then he noticed 2 other doctors, one near his head who was getting ready to connect some elctrical thingie to his scalp.&lt;br /&gt;He shouts whether he's up or not, is his brother save. WAS HE DREAMING?&lt;br /&gt;The other doctor replied, yes. He was dreaming, he'll only wake up once he is in his coherent mind....&lt;br /&gt;and proceeded to zap his brain to wake him up...&lt;br /&gt;WT?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Whole time I played, i got my hero to be a mental patient?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3072890293792088599?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3072890293792088599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3072890293792088599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3072890293792088599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3072890293792088599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hadouken.html' title='Hadouken!!!!'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-650724197448099495</id><published>2009-08-07T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:04:42.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are to be respected</title><content type='html'>And I went WT?!?! In my head....&lt;br /&gt;Stupid lady in charge of the museum was thinking that we were disrespectful to the cancer organ specimens there....&lt;br /&gt;REWIND&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids and I went for a field trip to day to coincide with the biology topics I've been teaching, and one of the place included a university medical museum. Yeah. I've been there, along with Mr J and A before with some other batches of students before this.&lt;br /&gt;So procedure during this time was slightly different. I just managed to call the dean yesterday and a lady picked up. When I told her that there are about 8 of us only (turned to be 6 - 2 absent) she said it's fine. no need letter.&lt;br /&gt;So this morning we went, jolly going there to see the things.&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't any problem to begin with, since there wasn't anyone there when we went to the museum about 9.30&lt;br /&gt;then I had to go loo, so left the 4 kids there.&lt;br /&gt;Came ack and saw all 4 of them sitting outside the centre with some lady and guys of uni staff looking over them.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently another small group of students from another school came to the place, and the lady thought we didn't ask for permission.&lt;br /&gt;I told the puffy and peachy lady that I did call and a lady answered my phone. She said who and i told her frankly I didn't get the name. She went off in a huff then&lt;br /&gt;So I continued the "trip" with the kids in the museum when that same Indian lady came with another lady, asking me aside. Since there was a lsight commotion already, my kids stopped and stood next to me.&lt;br /&gt;they started interrogating me like some couple of MIBs who thought that we came to their museum to steal the specimens for fertilization!!!&lt;br /&gt;Come on! It's cancer specimens. It's in enbalming fluid bottles. We were just looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;And THE INDIAN lady had the nerve to tell me: "You must treat them with respect, not make fun and gawk at them" WTH?!?!?! What were we doing? playing catch the ovarian cancer? "You are not supposed to take pictures too" _ Hello... We knew that, and we didn't . The other school on the other hand took pictures with normal flashing cameras!!!Students were gawking!!! &lt;br /&gt;And she said," This museum isn't open for public. U need to have the right channel to go through to visit here"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I called and was told no need. Now u say I need letter of permission, blah blah blah, lectring me there, making me look like a BLOODY IDIOT in fornt of the kids. Of Course, being courteus as always, I just went into apologetic mode, gomen...gomen... ok :0 ok :) will do that...&lt;br /&gt;U people change your policies like changing underwears only... old ones coming out smelly, new ones not looking good at all pun.&lt;br /&gt;The nerve...When the other lady, more "apologetic" sounding and formal went to ask her - since they're here,can they go on then?&lt;br /&gt;The INDIAN LADY: Go lar go lah, they saw half of it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when my students came themselves ad said they're done. don wanna see anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi lady!!! It's no wonder they don wanna open it to public, with a mediator like u, it's HELL. THEY SAW HALF OF IT... wah.. must be bloody top secret huh?&lt;br /&gt;BEST is still: BE RESPECTFUL... How? Bawa colok to the place. give one to every organ specimen we want to see is it? &lt;br /&gt;ISH... Makes me want to discard the field trip for future usage...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-650724197448099495?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/650724197448099495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=650724197448099495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/650724197448099495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/650724197448099495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-are-to-be-respected.html' title='They are to be respected'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3952083576862271140</id><published>2009-08-05T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:42:45.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interestin Practice On a Holiday break (IPOH)</title><content type='html'>Too tired to blog about it yesterday...so here it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week is currently a week of term break for te pre university students in my college. So, me and some office colleagues decided to take the day off yesterday (Tuesday) to have a small 1 day trip to... Ipoh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Objective: FOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There were 7 of us who went to Ipoh that day, in 2 cars. We started our journey about 8.45 am from the college, as we were waiting for a friend to arrive.So during the wait, snapped a picture of a colleague :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk6tEitIgI/AAAAAAAAADA/kEAw4xEac1w/s1600-h/P0819_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk6tEitIgI/AAAAAAAAADA/kEAw4xEac1w/s400/P0819_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366384976976486914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posing maut!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we went to The famous nasi lemak stall in D.U. for breakfast about 9am before making our journey to Ipoh about 45 mintes later. &lt;br /&gt;The whole trip was quite good actually, as I was driving, 3 other colleagues were in my car while another 2 went to the car that Alex drove. We had a brief stop at the Tapah stop along the highway, so that urs truly may ease himself at the restroom while the others went to buy guavas and other stuffs at the stop. Then saw a small kiosk selling KimoIce! Tried it (chocolate) - meh =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, continued our trip to Ipoh, reaching the stop at Ipoh Selatan about 11.30am - ahead of schedule!!! (:p) We drove past Jusco where me and my colleagues started to look into the map from a street food guidebook to go to our first makan place - some place near some road selling something good.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you first, as I was somehow believed to lead the group, me and my colleagues in my car had the task of leading the other car and collegues to the place.&lt;br /&gt;No need to say, as I wasn't a great leader, so the first stall took us about 20 minutes to locate. :p&lt;br /&gt;We went round and round that whole road only to find that it was situated at the end of the other side of the road... Choi... =.=&lt;br /&gt;It was a coffeeshop named Yong Suan, with a nasi kandar stall located at the entrance. Now this stall was highly recommended so we thought of trying it out. &lt;br /&gt;And what do you know.... It's REALLY GOOD!!! I had a piece of ayam merah which tasted good but spicy, while the others had rice with whatever's thrown at them. Why thrown? Apparently whatever any of my colleagues said to the waiter handling their food wasn't taken into consideration.. Nasi setengah - plop! Whole plate of rice -&lt;br /&gt;Tak mau kuah - Plop! More gravy!!!&lt;br /&gt;But they did enjoy themselves, every one of the colleagues - Alex even 'bathed" in the glory of the spicyness!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk9h0Kf_vI/AAAAAAAAADI/Zv_yCFIwiSM/s1600-h/P1302_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk9h0Kf_vI/AAAAAAAAADI/Zv_yCFIwiSM/s400/P1302_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366388082136317682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to take this b4 going off - just to show HOW FAMOUS IT IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we drove a 5minutes drive to the famous Jln. Theatre where many good food were supposed to be found there.Firstly, we went to shop at a store there for some things that Yati, Hema and Yong were looking for for some college activity. It's actually surprising to me here, that on this road itself, there are 2 shops/supermarkets that sells trinkets and decos for bridal events/events and such... U can find a lot of those ribbons lar, bunga mangga deco, masks, and others there. Unfortunately we were not allowed to take pictures there. sighh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 10-15 minutes romp in a shop of it, we then went to another recommended shop at the same road for dessert. this time we had "tau fu fah". Taste - not too bad, but the texture of the tau foo fah makes up for the taste, as it was oh so smooth!!!! never had a smoother one that that!!!! Typing this is making me drool all over again, just remembering it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk_gRFsqfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zgQNvbvlFI4/s1600-h/P1337_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk_gRFsqfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/zgQNvbvlFI4/s400/P1337_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366390254564321778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... took abit first b4 the picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk_ymSUcpI/AAAAAAAAADg/oxcTzP7K03Q/s1600-h/P1337%5B02%5D_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk_ymSUcpI/AAAAAAAAADg/oxcTzP7K03Q/s400/P1337%5B02%5D_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366390569492050578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk_yJtvXcI/AAAAAAAAADY/g81dUpgonjw/s1600-h/P1338_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk_yJtvXcI/AAAAAAAAADY/g81dUpgonjw/s400/P1338_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366390561822432706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Me not in cos I had to take the picture!!! &lt;br /&gt;Waitress too lulu to take for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the soft makan, Yong, Hema and Alex decided to walk to a shop at the end of the street to order the Ipoh's famous salted chicken to take away, while Yati and Chee decided to shop at the remaining decoration shop. So off I went with Peter for our so called next stop - others too full to eat - the On Kee Chicken Rice with taugeh!!! &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the much more popular Lau wong, situated next to On Kee was closed. So we went to this one - not that it didn't taste good!!! YUMMY!!! Also, as Peter was eating, people just staared at us eating... wonder why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlBhVqcpSI/AAAAAAAAADw/9FlReSJHLyE/s1600-h/P1352_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlBhVqcpSI/AAAAAAAAADw/9FlReSJHLyE/s400/P1352_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366392471995327778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlBg7AcVWI/AAAAAAAAADo/hJKqKTx9kP0/s1600-h/P1352%5B01%5D_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlBg7AcVWI/AAAAAAAAADo/hJKqKTx9kP0/s400/P1352%5B01%5D_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366392464839824738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken rice was good, slightly oily but good!!! To the point that I ordered an extra bowl of rice!!! Hahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peter commented then after the eat, that he was then "TRULY HAD EATEN". Hahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then very full by 2.30pm after that, andour initial planning was so way ahead, that we didn't know what to do then. Then we decided to go to Ipoh Parade as it was hot here too. SO Ipoh Parade - HERE WE COME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there, jalan jalan a bit. Bought some things there. I actually bought some things I wanted to get for so long. Got it in Parade only cos I had the time..Can u imagine that?!?! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had a small drink at the starbucks there... Yes - starbuck in Ipoh... WT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlC7gBPnbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l1jF9Lxb0-M/s1600-h/P1554_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlC7gBPnbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/l1jF9Lxb0-M/s400/P1554_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366394020963524018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlC7G0Y6nI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7Rsdwjdrf6w/s1600-h/P1555_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlC7G0Y6nI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7Rsdwjdrf6w/s400/P1555_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366394014198721138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlC6mL8q2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/N8wZEhiqRug/s1600-h/P1557_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlC6mL8q2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/N8wZEhiqRug/s400/P1557_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366394005439163234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, no group photos cos this time there were only one worker in the shop that was BUSY BUSY BUSY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 4 that time, so we decided to go to our final destination for the day. The plan to the Old town white coffee cofeeshop was scrapped as everyone had it in Starbucks aready (DUH!!).&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Kek Lok Tong, near the famous Sam Poh Tong.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell u this, a 15 minutes trip from Parade to this temple ended up becoming a 30 minutes trip, thanks to yours truly... &lt;br /&gt;Thank you colleagues, for your patience!!! I've never gotten the wrong road as riduculously funny as this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that towards the 4th U turn out of a remote bend, Chee messaged to tell me not to give up hope....&lt;br /&gt;But Kek Lok Toong we managed to reach, and it was breahttaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlEUeZB3gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TtDo4AGoiPw/s1600-h/P1641_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlEUeZB3gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TtDo4AGoiPw/s400/P1641_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366395549534772738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into the cave and saw really good cave stalactites and mites as well. The cave was littered with statues of Buddha and other gods, among the beautiful stalagmites/tites. Best of all, the cave opens into a nice man made garden which house a small lake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlFKRbpr6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fbOxT_SxFt4/s1600-h/P1647_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlFKRbpr6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fbOxT_SxFt4/s400/P1647_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366396473769045922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlFKMaNf8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/KGiqca6bf_k/s1600-h/P1648_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlFKMaNf8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/KGiqca6bf_k/s400/P1648_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366396472420827074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlFJvjN1aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-gOVtw5IHko/s1600-h/P1701_04-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnlFJvjN1aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-gOVtw5IHko/s400/P1701_04-08-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366396464673969570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an episode of breathing difficulty though here, a sudden pull and tug of pain that I had to sit down and wait it off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went back to the main road. Of course stopping at the tambun pomeloes stall to buy 3 for the family :p&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to KL, reaching DU again about 8pm... &lt;br /&gt;Not too bad for a day trip!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3952083576862271140?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3952083576862271140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3952083576862271140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3952083576862271140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3952083576862271140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/08/interestin-practice-on-holiday-break.html' title='Interestin Practice On a Holiday break (IPOH)'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Snk6tEitIgI/AAAAAAAAADA/kEAw4xEac1w/s72-c/P0819_04-08-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-9126390256752607136</id><published>2009-08-01T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:19:43.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>previews</title><content type='html'>well. some pictures to tell you the tales I might tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many way,s I' changing it slightly, but also in many ways, these stories are ORIGINALLY told that way. &lt;br /&gt;If u google it, u realize it then. &lt;br /&gt;Take my Red riding hood for instance, the older version from France went nearly to what mine was.&lt;br /&gt;Mermaid died in the original.&lt;br /&gt;Pied Piper killed children too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1i3UrSbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6UCD8rLNM4o/s1600-h/rumpelstiltskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1i3UrSbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6UCD8rLNM4o/s400/rumpelstiltskin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690454210890162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1ilXsFfI/AAAAAAAAACw/7aBcVT055io/s1600-h/little+mis+muffet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1ilXsFfI/AAAAAAAAACw/7aBcVT055io/s400/little+mis+muffet.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690449391687154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1iXyT3aI/AAAAAAAAACo/EeVOcsqtvUE/s1600-h/Rapunzel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1iXyT3aI/AAAAAAAAACo/EeVOcsqtvUE/s400/Rapunzel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690445745249698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1iH6mtrI/AAAAAAAAACg/mGAI7pOL9QI/s1600-h/hansel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1iH6mtrI/AAAAAAAAACg/mGAI7pOL9QI/s400/hansel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690441485072050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1h_G7CLI/AAAAAAAAACY/2y-BJDu81Bs/s1600-h/3blindmice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1h_G7CLI/AAAAAAAAACY/2y-BJDu81Bs/s400/3blindmice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690439120816306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-9126390256752607136?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/9126390256752607136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=9126390256752607136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9126390256752607136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9126390256752607136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/previews.html' title='previews'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnM1i3UrSbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6UCD8rLNM4o/s72-c/rumpelstiltskin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1451711579717496307</id><published>2009-07-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:18:59.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animations - faerie tales 1</title><content type='html'>What I'm planning to do tonight, out of the blue is to write a fairy tale wit a considerable small twist (Lame i think). mayb by the time i finish it, it could be compiled then :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But b4 that, some trailers of movies that is to watch out for :&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy with a chance of meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;Up&lt;br /&gt;9 (tim burton!!)&lt;br /&gt;Nine&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock Holmes (Robert downey jr and Jude law)&lt;br /&gt;Alice in wonderland (Johnny depp and tim burton!!!)&lt;br /&gt;District 9&lt;br /&gt;2012&lt;br /&gt;Coraline&lt;br /&gt;Bruno (warning! Borat look a like!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now; the first story : Little Red Riding Hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs19/300W/f/2007/227/5/a/Little_Red_Riding_Hood_by_maina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 434px;" src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs19/300W/f/2007/227/5/a/Little_Red_Riding_Hood_by_maina.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a little girl by the name Red. Now she was named that way because she just couldn't stand wearing anything else other than red. Now Red has a grandmother who lives on the opposite of a forest located just a few acres away from her house. &lt;br /&gt;In the forest lives a big bad wolf, the size of a human, who can walk on 2 legs at time, as well as talk. Now this wolf has always wanted to look for an excuse to taste human flesh. &lt;br /&gt;One day Red was told by her mother to bring a basket of fruits to er grandmother's house. Red, being filial to the parents went to the forest with the basket.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the  dim litted forest, Red was startled by a hulking dirty and raspy old person, who was cloaked from head to toe. Being nice, Red asked how is he.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you alright, sir?" asked Red.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just tired, little one," rasped the cloaked one. "May I know where are you headed to?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on my way to visit my grandmother, sir." replied Red. "She's not feeling well these days. It's the flu, I think."&lt;br /&gt;As Red uttered the final word, she turned around and was surpised to see no one there, not even the uncle. &lt;br /&gt;"Sir?" Red asked to the forest. "Where are you?" she started searching for the cloaked uncle, not knowing the he left her.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the uncle was really the wolf in disguise. Having known that Red's grandmother was ill, he ran on his fours limbs straight to the house at the edge of the forest and knocked the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Who is it?" asked the old lady behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;"It's me granny, Red,"replied the wolf in his shrillest voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. You have a cold, Red? Anyways do come in then," the grandmother said as she opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;No sooner than that the wolf pounced on her, suffocating her. When the grandmother died, the wolf drgged her corpse to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a knife, he sliced her wrist and poured the blood into a wine bottle. The wolf then sliced the grandmother's body to small pieces, leaving the bones at the backyard. All this no longer than 10 minutes. He then put both the meat and the bottle in the fridge. &lt;br /&gt;The wolf then lept into the grandmother's bed in her clothes, which covered till his pointy nose, and waited for Red.&lt;br /&gt;red finally reached the grandmother's house and knocked on the door.&lt;br /&gt;"Grandmother!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes dear. What's up?", replied the wolf in his raspy voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Can i come in? Mum asked me to bring some food for you," replied Red. "By the way,is your flu getting worse? Your voice is different."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yes, dear. It's bad. Come in tough. The door's unloocked", said the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Red opened the door and peered into the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Come in dear. I'm not going to eat you," said the wolf on the bed. "Why don't you put the basket on the table? Also, you may take a drink from the bottle of wine from the fridge. My friend passed it to me," continued the wolf. &lt;br /&gt;"Alright grandmother," said Red as she headed to the fridge. Opening the door, she took out the bottle of wine filled with her grandmother's blood and took a sip from it.&lt;br /&gt;"You may also have a slice of the cold meat ther, dear. It's from my friend too," cotinued the wolf. Much to his delight, Red took a bite of it.&lt;br /&gt;"Now dear, can you come nearer to the bed? My eyesight isn't as good as it used to be," said the wolf from the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Red headed to the bed,still biting on tothe sliced meat from the fridge. As she approached, she saw the odd nose.&lt;br /&gt;"grandmother?" asked Red. "How come your nose is longer?"&lt;br /&gt;"So that I can smell better, as my eyes fail me, Red" replied the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;"I can see you have sharper teeth too, grandmother" said Red.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. I'm too ill to brush my teeth now. So it's growing rapidly" answered the wolf."By the way, can you open the windows? I need some cirulated air, dear," continued the wolf softly.&lt;br /&gt;Red obediently opened the window and moved to the wolfs bedside. As she did, the wind blew in and she shivered a bit.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you cold dear?" asked the scheming wolf.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, grandmother," replied Red holding herself.&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you cuddle up to me in the bed here then, dear?" asked the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, grandmother," answered Red as she moved onto the bed and lied next to the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;"grandmother?" asked Red. "How come you're hairier?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's because I'm cold, Red." answered the wolf quickly. "Now wny don't you let me hug you for comfort?"&lt;br /&gt;Red nodded, thinking all this time that the wolf is her grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;The wolf hugged Red from behind; on the bed, and showed his paws and sharp nails.&lt;br /&gt;"Grandmother? Why is it your hand are like that?" Red started to ask, now realizing slowly.&lt;br /&gt;"So that it's easier for me to stab you my dear," answered the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;The wolf then stabbed Red's chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u like it!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Late addition: The ending wasn't like this. I changed it a bt as it was more.... SX and gory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1451711579717496307?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1451711579717496307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1451711579717496307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1451711579717496307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1451711579717496307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/animations-faerie-tales-1.html' title='animations - faerie tales 1'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-6823020814333738857</id><published>2009-07-31T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:35:47.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green</title><content type='html'>I'm not too sure why, but it seems that I suddenly have a lot to "speak" about today. ODD.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I nearly had a heeart attack this morning with my kids. Since a certain someone wasn't here, the kids started talking among themselves to the point that they ignored me (during break of course) what they spouted out caused me to nearly die there and there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Green.&lt;br /&gt;G: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;P: U wearing green today.&lt;br /&gt;E: I tot it was yellow?&lt;br /&gt;All that in a loud voice!!! When they found out  heard it, they trtured me with more info!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: No lar... White, with flowers.&lt;br /&gt;M: BTW, u all like female boxers?&lt;br /&gt;N: No lar... usually anything that padan my dressing.&lt;br /&gt;G &amp; P &amp; E: Yar Yar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;enough to cause a big e hem to them, which they laughed off. &lt;br /&gt;GAWDS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-6823020814333738857?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/6823020814333738857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=6823020814333738857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6823020814333738857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6823020814333738857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/green.html' title='Green'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3088539452180351543</id><published>2009-07-31T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:34:24.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mental</title><content type='html'>There are 4 main groups of people when it comes to conversations with other people of workplace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Those who stutter/stammer/speaks slowly as they find it intimidating to speak to the higher ones. They tend to lag in receiving input from the authoritative people, that they do not know what is being spoken most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Those who speak and treats the authoritative like their relatives/friends. They are so direct to the higher ones that they are blindsided by what effects the conversation might achieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Those who would do anything to get something in retur by the authorative ones, be it a praise, or a flitting glance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Those who talks slowly to their authorative ones cos they are trying to tell them what goes into his/her fast processing mind. Yet, words spoken are slower than the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are my colleague and friend. but not to the point where i need to get ur attention.&lt;br /&gt;I do know what u aare trying to tell me, and I do know what to tell u. You think I'm slow.&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3088539452180351543?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3088539452180351543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3088539452180351543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3088539452180351543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3088539452180351543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/mental.html' title='mental'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-6326798980418390179</id><published>2009-07-30T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:08:46.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More picties!!!</title><content type='html'>Well. Here are more pictures from the tournament...all are the minis, except for the last. it's a scenery from my place... so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hordes are basically the monsters there, while warmachines are miniatures of robot and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbqrNPk9I/AAAAAAAAACM/PvVTtYEy4vE/s1600-h/P1654_25-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbqrNPk9I/AAAAAAAAACM/PvVTtYEy4vE/s400/P1654_25-07-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099051141698514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY raptor (the horse riding guy) is receiving tonnes of thrashing from the menite robos (in white) and cygnarian (blue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbqHDK6XI/AAAAAAAAACE/eluGdDW8TeU/s1600-h/P1614%5B01%5D_25-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbqHDK6XI/AAAAAAAAACE/eluGdDW8TeU/s400/P1614%5B01%5D_25-07-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099041435773298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbpp3khTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4EbSeHnWjzU/s1600-h/P1452_25-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbpp3khTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4EbSeHnWjzU/s400/P1452_25-07-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099033602491698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbpMs2tHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Cb3Op8hGqEc/s1600-h/P1425_25-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbpMs2tHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Cb3Op8hGqEc/s400/P1425_25-07-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099025772917874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbohmzykI/AAAAAAAAABs/afTwbDqTbpw/s1600-h/P0843_24-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbohmzykI/AAAAAAAAABs/afTwbDqTbpw/s400/P0843_24-07-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099014204836418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-6326798980418390179?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/6326798980418390179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=6326798980418390179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6326798980418390179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/6326798980418390179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-picties.html' title='More picties!!!'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnEbqrNPk9I/AAAAAAAAACM/PvVTtYEy4vE/s72-c/P1654_25-07-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7219188982832386848</id><published>2009-07-30T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:31:33.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnET7Wi5h0I/AAAAAAAAABk/Buw4LNglTS0/s1600-h/P1545_25-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnET7Wi5h0I/AAAAAAAAABk/Buw4LNglTS0/s400/P1545_25-07-09.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364090541560137538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not again, it's not against. It's just an expression of the amount of repetitons of the same thing that occured to me recently. Now I'm having gout (although it's better now) and the normal COLD... with fever and cough no less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? According to my doctor, the condition of my heart is making me easy for recurrent infections i.e. imunodeficient now.... ok............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's not like I'm complaining, cos i'm kinda used to it already, but my kids aren't still. Just this morning, they were asking my voice change (due to the cough and cold)... So nice students... AWWWWWWWWWWWW...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the chines proverb - got time to die, no time to get sick... I tink i'm that way now... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of the sadness...&lt;br /&gt;I've got pictures to add - FINALLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;after seeing my friends' blogs, I've decided to try that too, by putting some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this time, the pictures were taken during a small tournament of miniatures known as Warmachine/Hordes that was held in section 14 recently last Saturday, it was a 6 persons multiplayer basd - royal rumeble, with 2 players put in the middle of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the game is simply easy, move ur minis according to theire stats, plan an attack and kill...&lt;br /&gt;It's fun seriously, I'm having a hordes faction known as everblight... the creatures are so lovely!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun too, listening to one of our old players going all sore losing straightaway when he got thrasehed: "Can I take my things now? I'm going back now.. my transport's here" right after his warcaster and main machine got killed.....&lt;br /&gt;HAhahahahahahahah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.... problem here is: how to post so many pictures with captions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7219188982832386848?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7219188982832386848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7219188982832386848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7219188982832386848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7219188982832386848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/agains.html' title='Agains'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SnET7Wi5h0I/AAAAAAAAABk/Buw4LNglTS0/s72-c/P1545_25-07-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7428340966269285519</id><published>2009-07-23T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:13:33.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scripts and dreams</title><content type='html'>Well.... been dreaming of writing a script already since I was small. Ended up writing a short story that got cancelled (by my lazy self)just 2 chapters into the book. Best of all, the spelling at that time was horrendous to the point that when you reread it again, it's so erotica genre already!!!! WT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a sudden plan about 2 days ago when I went to luch with some of my students in the nearest sandwich shop :p&lt;br /&gt;It started off as a joke for fun and all, and kinda built up from there.... &lt;br /&gt;Involving a local production, my plan ended up was to write a script book for the third installment of our local movie's "favourite" hero - CICAKMAN.&lt;br /&gt;In the movie CICAKMAN 3: CONFUSED? - it revolves the story of 2 villains that was brought up from the drain, literally. A tragedy occurs a few years later, which catalyzes the 2 villains' powers to manifest. Of course, havoc is srecked ten. Cicak man comest and tries to help, but actually defeated here. &lt;br /&gt;The plot is quite a turn, without me trying to reveal too much (AFTERWARDS people might steal my idea :p). And I do think it has potential :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I could just finish up the script and look for KRU productions......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7428340966269285519?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7428340966269285519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7428340966269285519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7428340966269285519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7428340966269285519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/scripts-and-dreams.html' title='scripts and dreams'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5677595547714311871</id><published>2009-07-14T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:15:16.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extras</title><content type='html'>Since today wasn't much of things to do, I thought of trying out adding some gadgets to my blog, like a music player and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGG it took me to do that.... Spent nearly the whole morning just to put a widget (they call it widget?. My as well a midget machine...)&lt;br /&gt;onto the blog...&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, i can say that I, as the PC unsavvy one am quite happy with the application. &lt;br /&gt;Got through the widgeting post that not only i put it on my blog, but facebook too!!! Take that facebook! :p&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i liked this widget cos it not only can play songs but video at the same application too. Had one added in... The solo singer is kinda cute... the female model... *drools* :p&lt;br /&gt;the widget is known as flashplayer. Not too bad actually. the list to get the songs were pretty extensive, and i don need a URL to attach the music player too, in oppose to other widgets I saw.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the songs were so good... It's a pity i can put a maximum of 25 songs per playlist. So I attached about 23 instead in my blog. Put it into random play, and auto.... hahahahahah!!! anyone reading this is obviously listening to something now. hopefully u like it... &lt;br /&gt;All i can say is that my song choices can be ODD LIKE MAD... from rock to heartbreaking songs :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. I'm happy that I am planning to open my blog every time i open my laptop (of course if got line ler) so that I can listen to the songs... And of course, must change it once in a while so that it doesn't go stale... not to say that anyone would read this blog till all songs are played. If u are... sorry to say mate: U're either very SLOW in reading or just.... VERY SLOW IN READING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then SAYONARA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Damn.... should have looked for that jap song...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5677595547714311871?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5677595547714311871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5677595547714311871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5677595547714311871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5677595547714311871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/extras.html' title='extras'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1234330702733783664</id><published>2009-07-14T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:04:01.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D and D</title><content type='html'>And that is what I might talk about, death and diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we know, H1N1 has gone to proportions of unmitigated pandemic level, even reaching mitigation phase... And that says DANGER actually.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda understand why such a phase. Our countrymen are so rajin, that even if they have gone to god knows where and directly gotten the virus, they still go and hide from us. Never go on mc, still to work... LAter infecting others... &lt;br /&gt;Reason? "If mc only ah, nanti the company fry  off lar" says many of my friends. And it is kinda true to Malaysian standards. Heck, even I got problems in my place due to the MCs I gotten. I got ill from a viral problem (thnk god it's not H1N1 for 2 weeks... so MC was to the max here.&lt;br /&gt;Came back, and got questioned for it... Sigh... Hinted off somemore... On what? Not gonna tell... but sad...&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to students, don wann miss classes. After dono what I missed in school. Cannot get straight As lar then.... such a mind of a teenager!!! I wonder where he/she gotten it from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death... Well. We all know why. Does it end with a Micheal and ends with a Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;Such was the piblicity of his death that till today, MTV still plays tribute to him on their programmmes. Not that I am not happy or disliking it, but he's dead for 2 weeks already... Still got people playing his songs. Seriously, his albums skyrocketed again when he died... ?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;talk about death, why wasn't Farrah Fawcette's death a big thing? Sure. It was on the news and papers, but how big was it? I wonder is it due to the fact that Farrah doesn't hold her crotch to people? Saying that, i am not intending any insult, and RIP Farrah. U'r one of the more beautiful angels i've seen. Forget the new angels (mayb not Diaz), but u are the pretty one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about MJ, I assume everyone sat and cried through his memorial. I sat too, sniffled a bit when Shields came up to sob about him. THAT was heartfelt. Sniffeld a bit when Jordan spoke about him liking KFC... But was thinking cynically when Usher cried after  his song... That looked... put on...&lt;br /&gt;And so was Paris's. Don misunderstand me. I'm not disliking the gal. I'm sad that she's sad... But when she came up after the aunts and uncles' speeches, and then only broke down saying she misses her daddy - that looked like a performance itself more than a hearfelt one. Sorry girl, u nearly tearing up after playing with your bag while your uncles were sobbing about your papa doesn't really help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoossh... So much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, my kids are on a 2 weeks exam. SO..... GAMBATEI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;another batch of kids are no longer mine... So..... SAYONARA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And one more coming to me, being left by their teacher..... So.... Daizhouvu-deska?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working is bcoming tough nowadays everywhere. It doesn't help you if u jusst got well, and u're thrown into a vortex of uncertainty in your future too...Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keeping my fingers crossed, without the need to break them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1234330702733783664?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1234330702733783664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1234330702733783664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1234330702733783664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1234330702733783664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/07/d-and-d.html' title='D and D'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-5547044120409734729</id><published>2009-06-24T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:51:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>The latest hot issue currently talked about here and wverywhere is this flu pandemic thingie. O M G. So many got infected already around the world, in cluding my own country!!!&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, apparently the hot weather coupled by stupid people in stupid areas burning stupidly (STUPID IS THE WORD), the haze is affecting my throat worse than ever. My common cold became a fullblown post nasal drip which got infected, leading to me taking a week's of strong antibiotics. That in turn lead to my heatiness, causing ulcers in my mouth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all, I'm not even sure if the people I've might have accidentally cought the HINI virus, cos ever since Sunday, I've been on fever every single day....&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINI virus seems prevalent now here in the Klang valley that a few schools had to be closed down. In amidst all thses worries, other schools began giving rumors of their students getting HINI too, and most of them near my area!!!NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-5547044120409734729?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/5547044120409734729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=5547044120409734729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5547044120409734729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/5547044120409734729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/06/h1n1.html' title='H1N1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8902547253587518896</id><published>2009-06-10T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:14:33.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook tags</title><content type='html'>Eh. How do u post something on facebook that  u're tagged for? I seriously have no idea how.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it meant that I got tagged. Again. SIGH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as another short update b4 my so called tales later, here's the tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked someone to marry you&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed one of your Facebook friends?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced on a table in a bar?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told a lie?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone whom you can't have back?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone of the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a picture?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in until 5 PM?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work/school?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a snake?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been suspended from school?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked at a fast food restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from a store?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a roof top?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone you shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept naked?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a boxing membership?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a band?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated Blood?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten alligator meat?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten cheesecake?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love someone you shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have/had a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone, but will never tell who?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too honest?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruined a surprise?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you cant walk afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erased someone in your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in a woman's clothes (if your a guy) or man's clothes (if your a girl)?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a pageant?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been told that you're handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had communication w/ your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATING Someone?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total stranger treat you by paying your jeepney/tricycle fare?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent. (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get totally angry that you cried so hard?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Usually, all these tags have a WHOLE REASON on why u need to do tit, but this one don..'t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-8902547253587518896?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8902547253587518896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8902547253587518896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8902547253587518896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8902547253587518896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook-tags.html' title='Facebook tags'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8429876674569019147</id><published>2009-06-04T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:39:15.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob sob</title><content type='html'>sob...sob.... &lt;br /&gt;Bio papers were bad....&lt;br /&gt;I think I must start to look for new job...&lt;br /&gt;Don think teaching's part of me now... With the results... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still can't believe that they can actually tell me they understand what I say...&lt;br /&gt;C'mon please!!! If don understand just scream and say so!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I will TRY MY BEST to help then!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-8429876674569019147?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8429876674569019147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8429876674569019147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8429876674569019147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8429876674569019147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/06/sob-sob.html' title='Sob sob'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7807734976856761498</id><published>2009-06-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:53:10.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tagged</title><content type='html'>Well got tagged on facebook. Didn't bother to do there. My as well post it here as an update :p&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Vanilaa Coke&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: sister&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: A friend&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: Never forget you - Noisette&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: Cried what? Foul? Wolf? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: that's just denial&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: ......&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp; regretted it: er....&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: Of course&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: Drunk - yes. Threw up? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Black&lt;br /&gt;13. Red&lt;br /&gt;14. green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: Made? I'm not god...&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love: Not this year.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: Did... U ARE MY SUNSHINE...&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were: YES&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: U'll know when they do... U sneeze&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: Eww... pleaze!!!&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: There's a fake life?&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have: More than a debate team, less than a football team&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets: my cat. Actually, my sister's cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: to what? &lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: easy... 13.15&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching JAnice Dickinson modeling agency :p&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: My Xbox fixed!!!&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: Sounds scary...&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: my slim figure... Damn my slim figure...&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: i'm surrounded by your aura...baby i can see your halo...&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: No to tom. Dick and harry yes.&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now: Halo...halo...HALO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpages: facebook&lt;br /&gt;36. Whats your real name: Jefri b. Ramli&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: Jeff, Jefri, Jeffrey, Jefferey, TCF&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: Single!!!&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female?: U think?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary?: Sek. Rendah Seksyen 6 Shah Alam, then to SSP&lt;br /&gt;42. Middle School?: SEA PARK!!!! RULEZ!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college?: UM&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Black, i think... although i see wisps of brown in it...&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short: Short...It's cute&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: ....&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone?: a crush, or crushed?&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself?: my unique humor... (and shut up about it :P)&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: pierced before.&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: Hoping for one&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: Righty. Mostly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: Watersten shunting&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: left ear lobe.&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: If i can remember...&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: must be crawling...&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: Melbourne, when i was  9 months old&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers: trainers to train me? A pair some more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating: er....keropok&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking: drank&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to: have another piece of keropok&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: Baby come back to me - Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting on: my downloads to finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids?: of course!!&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married: Refer to above answer.&lt;br /&gt;66. Career?: having a stable one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes: or&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: or&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: no comment&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: as long as it doesn't break the law&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: Hopelessly Romantic, yet ready for spontaneity :)&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: nice for what?&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: Loudly sensitive&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship : hooking up on relationships&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant: WT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger: hehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor: hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts : hihihihihih&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date: O-O&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someone's heart: how can u fix, a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested: Arrested for what, sir?&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down: hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died: of course.&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend?: yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself: u must&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles: u should&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight: u will&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: U shall&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus: hahahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: no comment&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: Who do u think I am?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today?: Yes...&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody?: No.&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: to ze french revolution. sounds interesting...&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?: The college's annual dinner in One world hotel... The dance!!! hahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love? no.&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: 99 only. dono what happened to 81.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. that's all... those who read should do the same too... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7807734976856761498?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7807734976856761498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7807734976856761498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7807734976856761498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7807734976856761498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-tagged.html' title='Another tagged'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-189511340015649826</id><published>2009-05-28T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:07:26.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testy Thursday</title><content type='html'>Well... It's been some time since my last blog, I think. Didn't really bother to look at my last one. Just blog, as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, today's an x-xamintaion for some of my students - Bio of course. Gave them a paper of 6 questions (SO LITTLE!) for about an hour, and they complained about it!!! What?!?!?! 6 questions only and u all say too short a time?!?!?! u have 10 minutes for each question!!!! should be enough there!!!!&lt;br /&gt; There!!! My annoyance at that complain is done.&lt;br /&gt; Now getting ready to mark the papers... Have a couple of ponstans and panadols next to me already, just in case their answers are sooooooo good it gives me a headache.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Also, I got an invitation to do a quiz and MUST post it apparently...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;  Depends on the one who gives the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this MORNING ?&lt;br /&gt;Dono. Woke up in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo WITH ?&lt;br /&gt;My cute kodomos and the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself SPOILED ?&lt;br /&gt;If I am, I wouldn't be doing anything optimally then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you ever donate BLOOD ?&lt;br /&gt;B.L.O.O.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite SEX ?&lt;br /&gt;Most of my best friends are opposite sex :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone to be DEAD ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message SAY?&lt;br /&gt;" So... wanna watch 17 again this Friday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking about right NOW ?&lt;br /&gt;Po po po pokerface po po pokerface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o. Do you want someone to be with you right NOW ?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be kidding here O-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;i think it's 2.30 am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;What tee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right NOW ?&lt;br /&gt;not someone. It's many ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who text YOU ?&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN Lucky Person to do this quiz, and post it. YES THAT"S RIGHT. POST IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yuen yee&lt;br /&gt;2. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;3. Sze Yen&lt;br /&gt;4. Jia Ying&lt;br /&gt;5. Arif&lt;br /&gt;6. Alex&lt;br /&gt;7. Norman&lt;br /&gt;8. Zianne&lt;br /&gt;9. Jaya&lt;br /&gt;10. Ai Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is no.2 having a relationship WITH ?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Hmm... PINK if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is no.3 a male or a FEMALE ?&lt;br /&gt;Sze Yen: Name should tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If no.7 and no.1 get TOGETHER , would it be a good ?&lt;br /&gt;Yuen Yee and Norman: Gods... The AGE gap.... It's so scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is no.1 studying?&lt;br /&gt;Norman: Studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with THEM?&lt;br /&gt;THEM? How can you chat with massive ants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. IS no.4 SINGLE ?&lt;br /&gt;Jia Ying: I think she's not available... I think...Must ask her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about no.2.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about no.3 &amp; no.6 being TOGETHER ?&lt;br /&gt;Sze Yen and Alex: Hmmm... No comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe no.9&lt;br /&gt;Jaya: Tall and dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . What will you do if no.6 and no.7 FIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Norman and Alex: I don think they will. Let's just say they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 . Do you like no.8 ?&lt;br /&gt;Zianne: What's not to like about her? She lags!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There... All done. Now those 10 just do the same and post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna head home to relax...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-189511340015649826?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/189511340015649826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=189511340015649826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/189511340015649826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/189511340015649826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/05/testy-thursday.html' title='Testy Thursday'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7271138302101031243</id><published>2009-05-21T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:18:21.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest</title><content type='html'>here are the latest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earrings&lt;br /&gt;black hole&lt;br /&gt;cup &lt;br /&gt;"Leave her shoes alone ah!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"It's ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff nuff said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7271138302101031243?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7271138302101031243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7271138302101031243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7271138302101031243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7271138302101031243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/05/latest.html' title='Latest'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-545077422347265298</id><published>2009-05-20T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:42:06.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>So... The wait is finally going to end. who's gonna be this season's idol ? Adam or Kris? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dono, i don really care.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season's one is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo overhyped right from the beginning, that it actually turned me off from watching it now.... Even b4 the auditions were shown, the media was screaming that this year's is sooo good, that there had to be 36 semifinalist (GASP!) instead of normal 24. IT's soo good that there's 13 finalist instead of usual 12 (GASP!!)... There's even a time where the judges will try and save an idolist from terminated! (GASP!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came. Auditions were...enjoyable... The hollywood were... annoying especially fot the so called Norman Gentle, the gay boy and that self absorbed Tatiana....And they could choose specifically... people who forget lyrics but still go in... while others can't.... Talk about biasedness there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, through the voting for finalist, u have token contestants of different ethnic groups and backgrounds....&lt;br /&gt;You have the slumdog, the redneck, the tatooed lady, and the gay/gay looking singer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bites in this season is that the finalist do not have good voice at all... those that the judges rave are actually quite bad, barring a few. Otherwise, they sing off key, or scream instead of singing. take that Lil Rounds for example. She can not sing... Whatever song she holds, she yells loud so that the judges applaud her MIGHTY VOICE.... Yet she is defensive to being annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog? Let's just not talk about him... It's the slumdog season...Nuff said.  &lt;br /&gt;redneck? Dissapointing. &lt;br /&gt;Tatooed gal? More disappointing... How can she sing so good at the beginning and ended so bad? Not to mention her attitude for the contest suddenly?She does remind me of Reese Witherspoon though :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest are mediocre that I'm seriously surprised that the judges are applauding them every single week... Rock chick? Self absorbed.... Jazzy Matt? Fashion only.... Blind Scott? No comment for the disabled one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now as I'm "speaking" here, the finals were between 2 so massively different contestants... the MIGHTY HAPPY Adam Lambert from bradway against the kriss allen... Who? reminds me of the fight in season 6 - Jordin Sparks vs beatbox boy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, one cannot finish up this roll call without mentioning the sad Danny Gokey... Who entered to tell us his sobbing sad story... His wife passed away from a heart condition a month before the auditions... GOD REST HER SOUL.&lt;br /&gt;Yes...sad, I'm sorry to hear that...But enough already after that audition... Hollywood, he talks about it....Semifinals he does the same... First 2 weeks of finals... songs sweetly about LIFE.... Then tragedy struck. His grandfather passwed away too.. My sincere condolences to you, Gokey...&lt;br /&gt;And it was good (ploy?) he didn't mention it then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I realized that he's actually riding on that story itself!!! Why? Cos his songs weren't good then... He screamed through a ballad... tried a rock song with very very INTERESTING results and went mediocre... People may say I'm dead biased for saying that cos he has a good voice... Of course he has a good voice. He has a loud Screaming voice too, that he uses nearly every single week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. with this, I end me short comments on this season's idol.. I know it'll bound to hit the roof with many &amp;!*t as how I say about them, but hey... It's a free Blogging world right? You have the right to say what's on your #&amp;%*(#^ mind about anything isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;Unless u're in my country, where the cops can get you for national security purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-545077422347265298?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/545077422347265298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=545077422347265298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/545077422347265298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/545077422347265298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3973313990524068158</id><published>2009-05-20T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:35:07.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update lah.....</title><content type='html'>well. My pals who read my blog was enquiring on me... How come no update...Update lah... Oi... Update wei... &lt;br /&gt;Fine. I can tell u all I'm not into the update much nowadays, especially now that my laptop's wifi card got konked.... How? I dono... but kinda not doing it...&lt;br /&gt;And yet, if I don update it, sure people still ask one.&lt;br /&gt;But one week of updating is actually tiring. Trying to type a week's worth of adventures takes up your energy one :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as some philosopher said, wrods carry more weight than sentences, I'll just say these few words. I think it'll speak volumes actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry permed hair.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham&lt;br /&gt;Blondie's Maria&lt;br /&gt;Fridays&lt;br /&gt;Pink&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;br /&gt;Double thumbs up - this is an action :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, not every word can speak volumes, obviously. But phrases and quotes can...&lt;br /&gt;So here they are:  &lt;br /&gt; "he thinks he can sing"&lt;br /&gt; "I fell asleep in the cab"&lt;br /&gt; "He's 30% Lee Hom"&lt;br /&gt;and finally;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE, MY ONLY SUNSHINE - with action of the sun going up and down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3973313990524068158?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3973313990524068158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3973313990524068158' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3973313990524068158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3973313990524068158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-lah.html' title='Update lah.....'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-9221975089109308130</id><published>2009-05-06T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:09:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She drives me crazy</title><content type='html'>Yes! Many people on the road that drives me crazies.... are "she"s!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes! I'm talking about the ladies out there!!! I'm not trying to be gender biased or something, mayb I am. But with a good reason. Admit it people, even if u don wanna asay it loud, that half the time drivers that annoy u are... Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could relate to the many happenings that make me say this, but lets try not to. Of course not every single one of them drive like it's their road or something - I have lady friends who drive well too. But 80% of them seriously annoy the Hell out of you one, by the way they drive. As I say, these ladies drive as if the whole road is paved for them to drive one. Any one else must either let them drive first or get banged without mercy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving along LDP yesterday morning to my college, when I slowed towards a small turn on the left. suddenly along came a BMW M series from that turning, and just up and turned without even stopping to look at oncoming cars (including me who was on that lane!!!) I had to brake in order not to bang onto the car. When it turned, it was a lady who drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 1 minute, from the same highway - a 8 lane highway (4 lanes per side lar)... As I was nearing my turn, a car came out again from a left opening, didn't stop to look, but instead sped off just like that all the way to the righmost lane, without even a signal!!! Driver? LADY.... U can actually hear other cars from other lanes braking there to avoid crashing to her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this prompts me to think. Why are these ladies driving like this?! they scream that it's double standard if the guys treat them in any way while on the road, and yet they can do this to us?!?! They think that we shouldn't treat them harshly on the road, cause they're females after all, but they resort to near "mafia" behaviour when they drive instead. ladies, admit it, when u drive, half the time it's also other ladies that annoy you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more. These lady drivers are more reckless on the road when they have a new/beautiful/continental car - BMW,AlfaRomeo, Mercedes, Volvo and such like those. They seriously take advantege of it then, driving like it's only them on the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAaaarrrrgggggggghhhhh!!!! The more I write this the more I get angry about it!!! &lt;br /&gt;Please lady drivers!!! Have the decency to obey the rules when you drive on the road... Try and drive nicely ok?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-9221975089109308130?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/9221975089109308130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=9221975089109308130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9221975089109308130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/9221975089109308130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-drives-me-crazy.html' title='She drives me crazy'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3551304139209164731</id><published>2009-05-01T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:09:50.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Holi holiday</title><content type='html'>Finally. A 3 days break into the weekend after such a hectic week!!!! yay!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have things to do though... the papers...exams... papers... exam... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;But not doing it today, as of Friday, the 1st of May!!!! It's worker's day DUDE!!! so not doing any work today. In fact, woke up at 12pm today just to have lunch...chee chong fun and some yong tau foo... Now just munching into some biscuits, after having a pint of chocolate ice cream from NZ Ice cream - my sister bought for me yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hungry pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Sfq4QEw3exI/AAAAAAAAABA/tDjMLaE4Njg/s1600-h/Photo253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Sfq4QEw3exI/AAAAAAAAABA/tDjMLaE4Njg/s400/Photo253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330775695242525458" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. that's me room for those who wants to know... Hahahahaha!!!! And yes, There's an x box there, the LCD TV (32"), a small hifi system, and the GH World tour apparatus for the Xbox. Got about 3 board games too - Pandemic, Mall of horror and Pirate's Cove... Yes, my room is very child like... so many games and messy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh..There's nothing else to say. Nothing else matters :p&lt;br /&gt;Have a goddamn good weekend, workers!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3551304139209164731?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3551304139209164731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3551304139209164731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3551304139209164731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3551304139209164731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/05/holi-holiday.html' title='Holi holiday'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/Sfq4QEw3exI/AAAAAAAAABA/tDjMLaE4Njg/s72-c/Photo253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-4445314686284137020</id><published>2009-04-29T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:31:27.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apocalyptica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rats'/><title type='text'>Taxes, Rats ... Whatever</title><content type='html'>Phew!!! It's been awhile since I last updated here. Why?&lt;br /&gt;2 reasons: rats and taxes (and laziness... but I digress)&lt;br /&gt;Rats...Ah yes! The event that I mentioned a few posts ago was repeated again, this time with success (if u can say so). That day was certainly an eventful day, with about 20something school participating in it, each school with different number of participants. They sent their "best" students to do a small quiz from our college. The top 50 of the participants would be getting prizes ranging from medals to trophies and scholarships for their study in the college after their SPM!!! INCREDIBLE isn't it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the number of students that ended up visiting was huge....500!!! With a so called timed trips, there was supposed to be a 12 cycles of trips being done for them... But some came in much faster than others, ending up in a near chaos... Thank god the students still listen to seniors, no matter how "senior" the seniors are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that was reason 1.&lt;br /&gt;Reason 2: Tax&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My income tax...Yes, I procrastinate...I filed for so called registration at the beginning of this month, with 30th the final day. As I couldn't scan my IC to be sent, I kinda left it up till about last Thursday.... :p&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get my status registered on Monday, and then realized that I still need to get a blah blah pin number to log in...Couldn't e mail to them anymore, as it was too late, so ended up getting it from the branch this morning... Now as I'm writing this, my other tab is waiting to log in for my income tax file up.... Such tenacity, bravery, and unwavering strength to get it done... Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... now I'm up to my knees trying to settle my income tax, reports of a certain kind in regards to certain people, and preparation of exam papers due... No to mention trying my best to try and open my diploma syllabus cd and start doing it... So WAYYYYYYYYY behind schedule. Other than that, nothing else matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-E..(WhatEver)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-4445314686284137020?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/4445314686284137020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=4445314686284137020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4445314686284137020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4445314686284137020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/taxes-rats-whatever.html' title='Taxes, Rats ... Whatever'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-4703101838499931561</id><published>2009-04-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:08:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outbreak!!!! Outbreak!!!!</title><content type='html'>Nuff said.... Outbreak had arrived to my house specifically 2 days ago...&lt;br /&gt;Not really outbreak. The name of the game was Pandemic. a board game for a maximum 0f 4 players, it is actually a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my sister and her bf tried the game together, and boy is it good!!!! &lt;br /&gt;This is actually a cooperative game, compared to other normal board games. From the start we are fighting against time already, with 3 different ways to lose... all three so easy to achieve while only one way to win, and that pulak susah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is pretty simple actually, the players need to cooperate in order to look for 4 cures to cure the world, while fighting against time to prevent outbreaks and infections in every different country... The countries are divided into 4 different coloured continents each colour a disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, all in all; the game is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today in bio class, heard scary stories of certain students being violent... Not violent, on the verge.... hooooo... Kowaii....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-4703101838499931561?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/4703101838499931561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=4703101838499931561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4703101838499931561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/4703101838499931561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/outbreak-outbreak.html' title='Outbreak!!!! Outbreak!!!!'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1763280136276412957</id><published>2009-04-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:11:40.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday not 13th</title><content type='html'>well.... After 2 months in a row, this month's Friday ain't 13th anymore!!!! And it's a Good Friday some more!!! &lt;br /&gt;Yet, today's like the 13th for me... so many things to do!!! Nearly like hell... thank god that i managed to take a break from it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the morning with a guard on students for a so called open day fro the college... Now my students are usually ok, but since the group of kids here has different "stream" or groups, some of them ain't under me... And what chaos they bring!!!! Oh gosh... The control!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of my kids were doing dissection of rats (for the first time for them actually), while the other bigger batch, with some of my other kids and not-my kids were in charge of chemistry practicals, which included reactivity tests, electroplating and flame tests (both singular and combined)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, they sis the jobs well, demonstrating well to people there... IT's just that having about 30 kids in a small lab, with 2 different experiments going on can be hard on the "guardian" lecturers here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can here kids screaming "sir!!!" from different corners of the lab at the same time... People, I'm just one person, not a multiple clone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help much that the ones dissecting rats were so into it, they took out every single thing in the rat...You name it, they take it out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it went well all in all, thank goodness... Must congratulate them on the success, not to mention their enthusiasm on it...Must not forget to thank the other helpers who help me guard the kids too :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u see this: THANK YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch at a nearby mall then, and saw the new cars on parade there. Specifically the Chevrolet AVEO.... SO SO SO SO NICE!!!!!!!!!!!! I beg your pardon for the exclamations, Aveo has been my dream car, and now with the prome... it's so mouth watering!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Must plan on payment...&lt;br /&gt;Also... wondering who would wanna go for an overnight trip to genting mayb one of this saturdays this month? Hahahahahaha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1763280136276412957?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1763280136276412957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1763280136276412957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1763280136276412957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1763280136276412957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-not-13th.html' title='Friday not 13th'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-649321300490184977</id><published>2009-04-08T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:12:35.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A.U.D.I.T</title><content type='html'>Lords!!!! Auditing is in today and tomorrow!!!! Aie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have to make sure my academics profiles are spick and speck (of course they are la...) but I need to make sure the labs files, utilities are good too!!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;That's what u get when u hold that many so called "post" here in the college. Lecturer/ still overlooking the lab.... sighh.... Now it's lunchtime, and I haven't had my lunch pun... sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to have what i can get b4 those people come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-649321300490184977?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/649321300490184977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=649321300490184977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/649321300490184977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/649321300490184977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/audit.html' title='A.U.D.I.T'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3969171809693910687</id><published>2009-04-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:55:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things to do...</title><content type='html'>yup. That's right. So much things to do... Partly it's due to my own fault - procrastination... But I do things well last minute most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, most are done. Except a few class replacements, a field trip still to go.. and of course, setting up the exam papers... My kid's exam are coming round the long corner, and I'm still in offline mode to set paper... Reason? LAZY i guess....:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3969171809693910687?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3969171809693910687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3969171809693910687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3969171809693910687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3969171809693910687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-many-things-to-do.html' title='So many things to do...'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3926333933172247420</id><published>2009-04-07T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:51:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiwang</title><content type='html'>Talk about being in a stupid mood suddenly. I'm currently lying on the bed not being able to sleep. Why? Cos I just had a good stupid tearing up after listening to Peter Gabriel's book of love, while having flashbacks of my mum, dad and sister helping me out when I was sick, I'll and god knows other situations. Also flashbacks of trips use had last time... How lame... It would sound  lamer as I'm in this sudden moods more easily eversince I had my check up from IJN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor there did not give news on my condition. In fact, it was bad. I'm towards the end of my terminal disease, with no apparent solution. Oh well, kind knew it somehow. Maybe that contributed to me being nonchalant towards it. My family didn't take it well though. Heard my mum crying her heart out when she first heard about it (only me and my dad went to IJN that day). My sis was slightly better. Well, we still try to make do with what we are going through now. Yet, somehow it seems to me that it's different now. Whatever they do for me, it seems rushed somehow.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one am feeling up n down more than usual. Not many know it, only a few colleagues, a best friend, and of course hose who is reading this... I know it feels like I'm fishing for sympathy, but I seem to fall at any slight sentimentality. Yet I can't show that to my family. If I can't stand strong for them, who else? &lt;br /&gt;Hence I'm jotting here... In a way it's a relief, cos I know where to let go of my aargh about this. On other hand, it looks as if I'm trying to start a self tragedy show....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-3926333933172247420?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3926333933172247420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3926333933172247420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3926333933172247420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3926333933172247420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/jiwang.html' title='Jiwang'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8495554750011297046</id><published>2009-04-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:35:31.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOUT and all that comes with it</title><content type='html'>I recently got admitted to the nearest clinic, which was actually 15 minutes away from my house at 2.40am. My left feet sole was at an immense pain that even a small cloth on it would generate powerful electric shock - to me lah at that time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was only on that time, I realized( after a shot at the gluteus maximus) that I have gout....GOUT?! GOUT?!?!?! When in hell did i begin to have that?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nuff said. With gout comes new er hem... diet... No organ beefs, no seafood ... No cabbage too... Beef... ok, but seafood? My crabs, prawns, squid... NO!!!!!!!!!!!! There goes my reason of going to Italiannies now that I can't take shrimp nor prawn...&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I can. But I have to get some stupid medicine ready for the pain... and I don mean painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, started with medication then. The real meds for  the gout was so mild, my friend hearing it laughed like mad... But the painkiller was the "killer" to give me side effects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My painkiller began to cause me to have wind....then diarrhoea... and even gastritis!!! Lord!!! THe pain of having gas... is soooooo bad u can't even imagine it... Cramps all of a sudden... Needing to go loo just in case... sigh.. the sadness.. Not to mention that I'm still needing to work then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. My weekend was kinda bad due to that... Had to cancel tuition because of the bad stomach, was so sad...(seriously)&lt;br /&gt;It took a turn for the worst on Sunday, yesterday; when I had diarrhea for like 5 times.... before the evening set in!&lt;br /&gt;To cut story short.. I had to get mc today due to the problem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. Gout is a kinda harmless problem, apart from the pain that is... it just causes renal failure... Not much over there, since I myself am expecting that too... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious side: With today's mc, I'm soo mush needing time now to replace classes. This week, 4 hrs to replace - not to mention that I need another 4 hours for last week... and the kids are on to mid term exam!!!!!!!! AIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-8495554750011297046?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8495554750011297046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8495554750011297046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8495554750011297046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8495554750011297046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/04/gout-and-all-that-comes-with-it.html' title='GOUT and all that comes with it'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8836715422895767431</id><published>2009-04-01T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:32:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LATEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Phew!!!!&lt;br /&gt;After a 4-months laziness, I've finally decided to update my blog again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo!!!!Now, who gave me the idea of updating my blogsite now? Especially when I did not bother to update my previous 2?&lt;br /&gt;It was actually my students. Seeing their blogsite updated nearly everyday with nonsensical musings oo not gave me the "HOPE" to update mine, as I think that somehow, somewhere, sometime someone would read this.... No comments? nah... I think that's passed. Not all blogsite are commented. After all, it's not like your blogsite is goddamn good anyways....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-8836715422895767431?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8836715422895767431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8836715422895767431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8836715422895767431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8836715422895767431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2009/03/latest.html' title='LATEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-8349772414363570160</id><published>2008-11-07T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:53:37.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now... something to seriously read about</title><content type='html'>something to read about.&lt;br /&gt;basically, it's a  general idea on BIOLOGY... a subject that many people do not like to dwell on, apart from physics that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:425px;text-align:left" id="__ss_508397"&gt;&lt;a style="font:14px Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif;display:block;margin:12px 0 3px 0;text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/Ms.Wilson/biology-themes?type=powerpoint" title="Biology Themes"&gt;Biology Themes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object style="margin:0px" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=biology-themes-1215730366989873-8&amp;stripped_title=biology-themes" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=biology-themes-1215730366989873-8&amp;stripped_title=biology-themes" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:11px;font-family:tahoma,arial;height:26px;padding-top:2px;"&gt;View SlideShare &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/Ms.Wilson/biology-themes?type=powerpoint" title="View Biology Themes on SlideShare"&gt;presentation&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/upload?type=powerpoint"&gt;Upload&lt;/a&gt; your own. (tags: &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://slideshare.net/tag/biology"&gt;biology&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://slideshare.net/tag/you"&gt;you&lt;/a&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/8139939342339240861-8349772414363570160?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/8349772414363570160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=8349772414363570160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8349772414363570160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/8349772414363570160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-something-to-seriously-read-about.html' title='Now... something to seriously read about'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-737583909042682851</id><published>2008-11-07T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:50:38.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONSTERS!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>A miniatures game from Privateer Press, Monsterpocalypse was just released to the "masses" in Klang valley (section 14) recently. We called it &lt;a href="http://www.monsterpocalypsegame.com/"&gt;monpoc&lt;/a&gt; isntead, since it sounds cuter. Anyways, it's a miniatures game that depends wholly a lot on dice rolling. A no brainer but fun game to play, especially with some good monster factions to play along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have GUARD, super fairies, cthulhu and aliens vying for domination on the whole city... quite a cool game actually. The minis are not too shabby too. They are painted already of course, but it seems that you can repaint it though... Although some say that repainted models are not allowed to be used in tournaments. YES.... There are tournaments of this game...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-737583909042682851?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/737583909042682851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=737583909042682851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/737583909042682851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/737583909042682851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2008/11/monsters.html' title='MONSTERS!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-7081293687561378113</id><published>2008-11-07T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:18:15.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy tree friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Happy....</title><content type='html'>here is a vid that i like watching... the cuteness, colorful characters.... Not to mention the the gory... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RO7Q1tMGE7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RO7Q1tMGE7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-7081293687561378113?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/7081293687561378113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=7081293687561378113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7081293687561378113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/7081293687561378113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy.html' title='Happy....'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-1146126613104905757</id><published>2008-11-07T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:11:30.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of the beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nE7Ctb6PtTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nE7Ctb6PtTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8139939342339240861-1146126613104905757?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/1146126613104905757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=1146126613104905757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1146126613104905757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/1146126613104905757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-of-beginning.html' title='More of the beginning'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01616163362631216946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SfhyFpLS52I/AAAAAAAAAAc/es16bcZTeX0/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8139939342339240861.post-3101384445540148437</id><published>2008-11-07T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:58:51.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cthulhu'/><title type='text'>Hello... Again.....!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SRPkwbqr1KI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jlMgkz33sKE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265803910037886114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/SRPkwbqr1KI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jlMgkz33sKE/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello to everyone who's currently stuck in my blog here. This is a new blog that I've just started.... For the third time (my previous 2 was VERY OUTDATED)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, as mentioned, this is a blogsite that is very general. Basically, I'll be trying to jot down anything that is (deemed) interesting here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it could be anything, everything or even about nothing!!! (Hence the title of the blog... How original...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well ,first thing's first. Here's an image on something that I've always been interested in. Look left :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's a parody of that&lt;a href="http://www.callsforcthulhu.com/"&gt; mythos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.callsforcthulhu.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8139939342339240861-3101384445540148437?l=tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/feeds/3101384445540148437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8139939342339240861&amp;postID=3101384445540148437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3101384445540148437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8139939342339240861/posts/default/3101384445540148437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinycutefluffy.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-again.html' title='Hello... 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