<?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-2870295684468955303</id><updated>2012-01-20T07:04:04.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'the act of a tainted mind'</title><subtitle type='html'>i see, i touch &amp; i feel...life unscripted</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-4486183690169175663</id><published>2008-01-26T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:41:39.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worn out</title><content type='html'>it's bee like ages since a last post any line here. it's all began when my office start acquiring some assets from a company after the company went into liquidation of some kind. i need to find place to store the assets. then, came the renovation bit.well, guess who is the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mandor&lt;/span&gt;' lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until today, the renovation still in the progress. it's been a whole-month long bit, apparently. leaving me with such a brief time for leisure.can't even find time to catch-up stories with friends other than my co-workers.some of friends even get tired now after failing 1 too many times trying to arrange a meet-up.they get bored..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side though, at the renovation, there's 1 cute indon worker i cant get my eyes off.what an eye-candy.hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;what what="" a="" boring="" life=""&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R5rVEj7XFYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uWdXWln6UOo/s1600-h/Construction%2BWorker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R5rVEj7XFYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uWdXWln6UOo/s320/Construction%2BWorker2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159670597446735234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;what what="" a="" boring="" life=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/what&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-4486183690169175663?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/4486183690169175663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=4486183690169175663' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4486183690169175663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4486183690169175663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2008/01/worn-out.html' title='worn out'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R5rVEj7XFYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uWdXWln6UOo/s72-c/Construction%2BWorker2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-2646503399220232515</id><published>2008-01-01T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:35:25.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R3nCajyoVsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ahtckKWa6CY/s1600-h/party_hat_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R3nCajyoVsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ahtckKWa6CY/s320/party_hat_1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150361410414859970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye 2007, that is. it was a long walk but worth it every second. i've been through many things along the journey, the hopes, the meets, the cheats, the rejections and many other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, hoping for a better year ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing you all fellow bloggers, a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;special thanks to kit, paul, asmadi, QR, william &amp;amp; bibik for frequently visiting my page. Have a Blessed 2008 ahead  guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-2646503399220232515?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/2646503399220232515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=2646503399220232515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2646503399220232515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2646503399220232515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-bye.html' title='Good bye...'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R3nCajyoVsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ahtckKWa6CY/s72-c/party_hat_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-2807379569058426340</id><published>2007-12-24T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:34:58.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'tis season..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R2-JezyoVrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2upazSvVi6E/s1600-h/xmas-tree-decoration-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R2-JezyoVrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2upazSvVi6E/s320/xmas-tree-decoration-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147484061499414194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nothing much happenings around my personal life and lack of time to blog due to work at office, i'm left with this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To all fellow bloggers who's celebrating, wishing you a  'Very Merry X'Mas' and 'Happy Holiday'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-2807379569058426340?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/2807379569058426340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=2807379569058426340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2807379569058426340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2807379569058426340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;tis season..'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R2-JezyoVrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/2upazSvVi6E/s72-c/xmas-tree-decoration-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-4182808819917360918</id><published>2007-12-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:01:27.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 of my hobbies is house deco.i can find just about anytime to go window shopping at SSF, Ikea, Macy, Living Quarters and many other places like such.and  going rounds visiting show houses too. wicked eh..hehhe.but i love it.CKY shares similar hobby too.ironically, we were born on the same date, only a few years apart.we tag like twins..(err..kinda)whenever we go to these places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long time ago she found this shop selling old furnitures and stuff at ttdi.we went there last sunday.my oh my...there are treasures everywhere.from wall to wall. i found a few beautiful pieces that i like for my place here in KL and also for my 'vacation house' back in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt; place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bring much money that day.lucky me. but managed to grab a few things right away whilst another visit already in plan.for things that require thicker wallet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1dkI7i3NeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9-Fjooz7Sp4/s1600-h/DSCF1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1dkI7i3NeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9-Fjooz7Sp4/s320/DSCF1180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140687604252358114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div span="" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:68%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can anyone help  me with what's written, CKY is so 'banana' :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1Zpubi3NcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fm0YTpsuhRk/s1600-h/DSCF1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1Zpubi3NcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fm0YTpsuhRk/s320/DSCF1158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140412271078880706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1Zpu7i3NdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VWyYt0TQtUk/s1600-h/DSCF1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1Zpu7i3NdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/VWyYt0TQtUk/s320/DSCF1160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140412279668815314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div span="" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:68%;" &gt;this is supposedly be a fruit-display but i kinda like it to be my candle-holder instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-4182808819917360918?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/4182808819917360918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=4182808819917360918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4182808819917360918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4182808819917360918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/12/precious-ones.html' title='precious ones'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R1dkI7i3NeI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9-Fjooz7Sp4/s72-c/DSCF1180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-5579402809145259913</id><published>2007-11-29T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:58:05.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLPac..finally i was there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last nite, CKY and i went for a showcase called 'Brazillian Rhythm' by a guitarist named Ze Paulo Backer accompanied by a young percussionist Bernardo Agular.it was an hour full of rhythm indeed. and, they are both a lot yummier in person..ahhaha.only the setback was if only the young percussionist could have dressed a lil bit better.the shirt was 2sizes bigger for him.i say, chuck the shirt and just don a simple v-neck black t's he'll be a hell of a sight.what more with his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'tiap'&lt;/span&gt;able smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R058jpymPuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/w8stJicMSK8/s1600-h/zebernardo-A2poster+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R058jpymPuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/w8stJicMSK8/s320/zebernardo-A2poster+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138181176831655650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyways, i got the ticket for free.and plus point was the organiser actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak kedekut langsung&lt;/span&gt; providing us with finger foods and drinks after the show. sausages, sandwiches, coke, orange juice and red wine too.so we helped ourselves lah..hehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R058d5ymPtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x6Nc3_i5sbg/s1600-h/DSCF1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R058d5ymPtI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x6Nc3_i5sbg/s320/DSCF1150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138181078047407826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier before the show, while at lobby CKY whined that there were not many sightly faces to drool about albeit a few for me. she always said that i have a wicked taste in man.i will gogo-gaga about men that she finds just ordinary.some are very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah beng&lt;/span&gt; to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we leave last nite, i couldnt help but to snap a few pictures there.she was my cameraman.or izit cameralady.it was my first time there, ok.i cant help to appreciate its serenity.CKY been there once before at nite and another time during the day.she told me it is a lot nicer there during the day. i shall come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CKY: bang, i sekarang meragui his kejantanan lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CKY: when u leave after i took photo of you with them, he was checking you out tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: ahahhaha...may be because i'd just say thank you and didn't shake hand with him, kot..heheh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(me...start perasan already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-5579402809145259913?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/5579402809145259913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=5579402809145259913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/5579402809145259913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/5579402809145259913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/11/klpacfinally-i-was-there.html' title='KLPac..finally i was there'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/R058jpymPuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/w8stJicMSK8/s72-c/zebernardo-A2poster+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7389435186153750699</id><published>2007-11-13T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:20:51.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Bold, Be Bond</title><content type='html'>i went to a concert by MPO last saturday.they played music scores from James Bond's movies.it was splendid performance.an exquisite art performance as a fren said.it was, indeed. accompanied  by a british singer Mary Carewe for some songs , we were all mesmerised by her beautiful rendition.she's practically unknown to us, so she had surpassed our expectation.well, almost except for one number &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Licence to Kill" &lt;/span&gt;which she couldn't quite make it as good as Gladys Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the letter sent to us by MPO reminded us to dress sharply as there will be Best Dressed prize for the nite. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Be Bold, Be Bond"&lt;/span&gt; they wrote.as the dress code of the nite supposed to be of either lounge suit or batik, i went to a great length at getting a suit for my fren, nash as i didnt want to wear batik.i have this feeling, wearing a batik shirt is like  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belia 4B &lt;/span&gt;or that sorts.what more with our plan to go to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kg Baru&lt;/span&gt; for supper after the show.Like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; YB turun padang je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we got all dressed up in suit.with tie and all...when we saw at the lobby most of the other patrons came very casual. with blazer/jacket but most not wearing tie/bow-tie at all.a few bold ones left the the top button undone.nash n i exchanged smile of our foolishness..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went to for supper as planned.we headed to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasi Lemak Antarabangsa&lt;/span&gt;.it's been awhile since i last had nasi lemak there.lets just say, the food is fine.just fine.but i remember it tastes much better those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, as we enjoyed the performance so much, so it's made it for the nite.the rest didnt really matter&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/2870295684468955303-7389435186153750699?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7389435186153750699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7389435186153750699' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7389435186153750699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7389435186153750699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/11/be-bold-be-bond.html' title='Be Bold, Be Bond'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-1343275180818852829</id><published>2007-10-27T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T10:27:31.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama..</title><content type='html'>i knew this guy from a networking web and after a few short messages there, he asked for my hp number. i obliged as my intention was we could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minum teh&lt;/span&gt; sometime. and i knew all along from his messages he's kinda a little drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite, he sms'ed me what a simple 'good nite message' i supposed became a judgemental messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his: mmg pelik tapi benar, sy rasa sy sukakan awk. Gud nite n sweet dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine:heheh... thanx. Nite :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his:sy tahu ramai di luar sana menanti jawapan cinta dr dan sy sgt kerdil di kalangan mereka.tapi secebis harapan sudah ckp buat sy sentiasa menunggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine:mmg i single skr.br nak kenal ngan seseorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his:ok, harap2 dia dpt membahagiakan u.cuba lah teriam dia seadanya sbb kita semua bukan nya sempurna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine:you are wrong. im the 1 rejected.tapi i tahu im not at all sempurna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his:bab 2, sy no komen.tp pd sy bkn luaran jd ukuran tp niat dn perasaan ssorg.kalu ikhlas pasti x de masalah.cuba u yakin pd diri sdiri.mungkinkisah lalu wat u jd camni.jgn.selagi ada yg sudi sambut cinta uselagi itu u harus menghargai nya.sepatutnya u lebih bijak dlmmemilih.jgn risau ok. plg penting jujur dn percaya pd diri sendiri.jgn terlalu merendah diri. i yakin dia pasti terima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u jika u pun terima dia. sy hanya bg idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i could reply, he sent another 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his: ok ler, gud nite. tunjukkan kesungguhan dn ke ikhlasan u.jgn wat dia ternanti2 jwapan u. semoga berjaya.nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt reply. this morning he sent another sms to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is:morning.sorry la mlm td kalo u terasa.i cam bagus bg nasihat walopun diri sendiri tak sempurna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine:it's ok.im least intimidated by yr comment coz u dun know me.i care for comments from those around me like my frenz.they know me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i havent met him. only few exchange of messages and he's like taking me all that guilty.Good Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-1343275180818852829?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/1343275180818852829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=1343275180818852829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/1343275180818852829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/1343275180818852829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/10/drama.html' title='Drama..'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-1594248883670572809</id><published>2007-10-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:42:42.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinning with the food</title><content type='html'>Now everybody is back to office, it's much better than having to work all alone like last week. Immediately, my colleagues and i were very excited to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lunching together-gether&lt;/span&gt;. verybody chipped in idea of where to go. lin suggested to have kelantanese food in TTDI jaya, niza suggested the ever sinful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laksa lemak&lt;/span&gt; at uncle lim's in subang parade and i suggested a non-lesser sinful ikan bakar.khu just nodded at every idea. mine won...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off we went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan bakar seri melaka&lt;/span&gt; stall in jln bellamy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a.k.a belakang istana negara&lt;/span&gt;). so eager to have lunch there, we left office at 11.30am way before official lunch time that's at 1.00pm.talk about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaki makan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikan pari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakar&lt;/span&gt;, some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulam&lt;/span&gt; and vege. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt;, my favorite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kerang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakar&lt;/span&gt; wasnt available today..huhu. what more, it was drizlling when we were enjoying the food. steamy rice, hot and spicy ikan bakar, hot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sambal&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hujan pulak tu&lt;/span&gt;..what a way to enjoy it.I couldnt ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, was i stuffed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-1594248883670572809?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/1594248883670572809/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-3544190420988182895</id><published>2007-10-18T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:45:40.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not another post raya entry</title><content type='html'>no.im not gonna blog about my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; event or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rumah terbuka&lt;/span&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather, its gonna be about my visit to my late gramma's house on the 3rd day of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;.the house is empty. it has been left vacant for quite awhile now.mom told me the house now belongs to my uncle.but it is neglected.what a waste. it's a beautiful piece.i like it's architectural feature.it's traditional feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my mom that i wanna refurbish the house. i wanna make it my so-called 'vacation house'.hehe. the structure needs some tending.its kinda skewed a bit now.some part of the wall and a few pillars are attacked by white ants.this needs a remedy immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of what to do, how to furnish the house come flashing to me.it has a very long verandah.spanning across the width of the house.split into two parts by a lower deck in the middle.it is kinda winged.the house has a long window.it used to have 3 long windows but 2 of them had been covered/patched with planks to make up as wall for additional bedrooms. those can be removed and the windows can be re-installed.the windows to the verandah have coloured glass window-leaf.nice.very classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna turn one of the verandah into a dining place and keep the other one as it is.putting a rattan 2-seater and a table.may be also a rattan hammock. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sis:huh?dining table kat luar..habis la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me:nape plak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sis:happy sakan la ayam2 sini leh berak kat atas pinggan mangkuk porcelain sumer tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: aku pasang la pagar letrik..biar terencat buntut ayam tu..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sis:ye la tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main house will have a 4-poster bed, a wooden dresser, a 4-feet high console and a wooden cupboard.all are aged,very original of my late gramma's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pusaka&lt;/span&gt;. the modern pieces in the house would be the living area set and kitchennete. i wanna do away all the partitions in the house.it's not original anyways.all are add-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...the bathing area would be in the out.like the good old days.it's all in the nature.well, of course it wouldnt be so open perse.save just enough for modesty.may be i dig a well too..how is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohh...im very excited about all this. gonna talk to uncle now to let me have the house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too bad, i didnt bring along my cam..so no photo :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-3544190420988182895?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/3544190420988182895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=3544190420988182895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/3544190420988182895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/3544190420988182895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-another-post-raya-entry.html' title='not another post raya entry'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7508185238292453967</id><published>2007-10-11T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T15:30:20.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rw3NiftnahI/AAAAAAAAAGU/POdN3bdFCSg/s1600-h/aidilfitri_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rw3NiftnahI/AAAAAAAAAGU/POdN3bdFCSg/s320/aidilfitri_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119974343902194194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a frantic drive home i bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but quite a handsome &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit raya&lt;/span&gt; from the director *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grin&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raya &lt;/span&gt;for me..i hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohhoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all muslim fellow bloggers &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;selamat hari raya maaf zahir batin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and for those not celebrating &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy long holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..make the most of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; empty road, k..hehehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7508185238292453967?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7508185238292453967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7508185238292453967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7508185238292453967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7508185238292453967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/10/off-i-go.html' title='off i go'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rw3NiftnahI/AAAAAAAAAGU/POdN3bdFCSg/s72-c/aidilfitri_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7533696395757158971</id><published>2007-10-09T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T09:59:38.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>errr...thanks anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is funny sometimes when you try hard to be sweet but it turns out to be quite amusing if not plain ignorant. my ex sms'ed me last nite with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'selamat berpuasa dear'&lt;/span&gt; message.oh well, hari raya is just around, may be 4 more days the most to begin with. i guess a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'selamat hari raya' &lt;/span&gt;is more appropriate message if you wanna be courteous.he's a chinese alrite but..how ignorant can one be when everybody is busy talking about hari raya holiday, malay,chinese, indian and all.it's hard to miss it i suppose.for god's sake,im blessed with many other non-muslim friends.they know when to say it right at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... it was 2years after we went separate ways.there wasnt any message last year.there wasnt any on my birthdays, this year and last year.not that i'm expecting it anyway.but i guess birthday is the last thing in our mind to miss, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..a simple&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'thank you'&lt;/span&gt; suffices it, i guess.and i did just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;*me being ungrateful, no? oh..heck it.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7533696395757158971?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7533696395757158971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7533696395757158971' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7533696395757158971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7533696395757158971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/10/errrthanks-anyway.html' title='errr...thanks anyway'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-2873701271861877033</id><published>2007-09-27T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:19:38.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>endless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;life after my  last relationship is like a journey to nowehere.endless.a few pit stops but didnt get me to anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen many happiness others embrace. one by one has found theirs.but i 've yet found mine.envious. i feel a lil frail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet reached my destination.i wanna keep on going but im tired.fatique.is there a destination for me.where is the destination.or should i just stop here.in this no-man's land.castaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a year.a year of tiresome journey.&lt;br /&gt;and it's been like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-2873701271861877033?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/2873701271861877033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=2873701271861877033' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2873701271861877033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2873701271861877033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/09/endless.html' title='endless'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-1831602723640000123</id><published>2007-09-24T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T09:11:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>car, umbrella &amp;whistles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was driving home on saturday when my car suddenly screamed out loud a cranking sound and the engine died.lucky enough i was driving in the far-left lane.panick-stricken, i called AAM for assistance. they told me that the help will be coming within 30mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 2pm. the heat was unbearable. the AC only blew dry air. looking at my rear-mirror, i was petrified at how fast most road users drive their machine. i remembered reading some article not long ago that if we had a breakdown or met an accident we should not wait in the car for fear some oblivious ones might knocked the behind. true enough, there were handful that swerved their machine only seconds away from my stalled car.so, i  got off and waited by the road side. i was on an overbridge.there were no shades.i was sweating.and the scorching sun made it worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered that i have umbrella in the car. i returned to the spot with umbrella in hand now.imagine standing by the roadside, under the umbrella and no rain-how gay is that! and YES, it was so gay that i invited some uncalled for honks and whistles from passers by.mostly from lorry and truck drivers.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celaka, aku susah hati kereta rosak under the sun korang dok ngorat aku pulak.datang tolong la, u perverts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20mins later, AAM came. the guy started the engine and it was ok.no more crank or rattle whatsoever.still unsatisfied, i asked him to follow me in tow to my workshop.some 5km away, my car cranked and killed the engine again.the guy came and inspected.i was told it was the AC compressor.just that.he advised me not to use the AC for now and it should be ok.it would cost me between rm400-rm500 to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called the workshop i normally send my car for maintenance.the same ucm brand compressor will cost me rm360 and a better one-denso will cost me rm480.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak oii, kopak la duit nak beli baju raya aku..huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i sent the car there. they inspected it and said it would just probably need the additive, some kind of lubrication.and YES, after they top-up the additive the sound dissapeared.and it only cost me rm45. Pheeewww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hooray!aku masih boleh pakai baju baru raya nanti..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-1831602723640000123?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/1831602723640000123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=1831602723640000123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/1831602723640000123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/1831602723640000123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/09/car-umbrella.html' title='car, umbrella &amp;whistles'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-302610719590837832</id><published>2007-09-19T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T09:45:36.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the promises</title><content type='html'>it's been almost a week now since puasa. and i had spent so much on buka puasa now whilst i earlier made promise to myself to go easy this year. i had been to 3 buka puasa buffets in just a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so far all were worth it though.unlike the ones i had last year. first day of buka puasa i was at Restoren Group Base, in sri damansara. it was a modest spread of dishes, just around 15-ish dishes.i heard it was their first try this year to do buffet-style buka puasa.priced at rm26.90++, i must say it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, a fren called to meet up. he's flying to UK in a week to accompany his wife there to continue her study. we went for buka puasa in Grand Season.the food were abundant.from local dishes to some fusion-like ones. we did some catching-up stories and left with a full stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when i hoped that would be it for the 1st week of puasa, nash called yesterday to go for another buffet. it was at Marche, the curve. here, the buffet was only at rm38++ but there is a catch.the price is not inclusive of drink.u have to pay for it.mind you, drinks there are not cheap.500g mineral water is already rm3.50per bottle.and you know how thirsty a fasting-man can be.i could drink from a pail.in the end, i paid nearly rm60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still hopeful though i could keep my promise.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                .............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was confused when he called me yesterday. i didnt expect he would do that. he said he called because i didnt call him anymore like i used to since that day.he didnt see me at YM anymore.he said all my replies to his sms had no more my usual cheery me in them.they were just a mere reply.he sensed that im not ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know what to say. i am not ok, afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wants me to promise him to continue to be me. he wants me to continue chatting with him at YM and answer his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did make the promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         .........................................&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promises ...could i keep :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-302610719590837832?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/302610719590837832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=302610719590837832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/302610719590837832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/302610719590837832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/09/promises.html' title='the promises'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-4565838243481970577</id><published>2007-09-11T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T17:22:36.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirt act</title><content type='html'>i have not over him. he asked me the other day if i would be ok and i said yes. i thot i would but im not.the work in the office made matters worse. im racing with deadlines. i'm devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a fren sms'ed yesterday while i was in a meeting telling me that he is KL for a short course. he asked me if i would come by later to Grand Season. i told him that i was in the meeting and would be working till late, probably way past my dinner time. i would be ok to see him today.he said that he would not be free and it was ok to come much later. 11pm or anytime. being cordial, i told him to take monorail to brickfield and we could meet there for tea or a bite once i finished my meeting. and i offered to give him a lift later to his hotel. it would be much easier. i wont need to drive far when i was already half dead beat. Apparently he had different idea. he said he doesnt know to take monorail and didnt even know where it was. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;.i mean, how difficult it was to ask for direction from concierge to the monorail station. any kid below 11 can do it perfectly. i would not suggest such idea if it  was so inconvenience.i sensed his ulterior motive. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we didnt meet.and i dont feel sorry for that.not a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pissed even more later last nite. i knew this guy for mere 2 weeks or so now. and over some  sms's he asked me if i could top-up his prepaid. i was like...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huh? hello....&lt;/span&gt;i didnt reply him again after that. he sent many sms's today and apologized for it. he knew i was mad. i dont plan to reply. not for awhile at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many who call themselves friends ....but, are they really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RuZdtCTutoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2BTbi6TrINE/s1600-h/helpmeup.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RuZdtCTutoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2BTbi6TrINE/s320/helpmeup.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108873855593526914" 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/2870295684468955303-4565838243481970577?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/4565838243481970577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=4565838243481970577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4565838243481970577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4565838243481970577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/09/dirt-act.html' title='dirt act'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RuZdtCTutoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2BTbi6TrINE/s72-c/helpmeup.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7775279202228884963</id><published>2007-09-06T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:41:06.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet rejection</title><content type='html'>sweet guy will always say it nice. even when you hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I like you.we can still be frenz..can't we?"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rt_WECTutnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HWGxkDFkebU/s1600-h/asian-amateur4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rt_WECTutnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HWGxkDFkebU/s320/asian-amateur4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107035867288876658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i hate today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7775279202228884963?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7775279202228884963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7775279202228884963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7775279202228884963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7775279202228884963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/09/sweet-rejection.html' title='sweet rejection'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rt_WECTutnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HWGxkDFkebU/s72-c/asian-amateur4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-5838167326681625122</id><published>2007-09-04T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:22:14.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three's a crowd..?</title><content type='html'>i had been working late in the office for the past few weeks.reaching home only past midnight.worn out.beat.hardly could i watch sitcoms on tv..im depressed. well, im addicted to sitcoms ..mind u :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only yesterday, the works are all done.presented and approved.i could now celebrate.woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last nite, while enjoying a show over astro i had a shock.it must've been the hours i spent at work in past days that altered my mind. over a commercial break of some pitted prunes i registered it sounded like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man: sir, would you like to 3some?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: erh??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man:boy, would you like to 3some?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: err...seriously?he's merely a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rt0wBSTutlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m0TDJfFxNiE/s1600-h/3s7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rt0wBSTutlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m0TDJfFxNiE/s320/3s7.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106290351160604242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only later i realized what it really was. i really really shouldnt work long hours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-5838167326681625122?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/5838167326681625122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=5838167326681625122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/5838167326681625122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/5838167326681625122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/09/threes-crowd.html' title='three&apos;s a crowd..?'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rt0wBSTutlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m0TDJfFxNiE/s72-c/3s7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-913481245990902122</id><published>2007-08-19T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:00:17.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bringing back the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RscHlSTutkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TmuXtL8mS6Q/s1600-h/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RscHlSTutkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TmuXtL8mS6Q/s320/boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100053440171521602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were barely 11 that time. his name is Zizi.he is a son to my english teacher. it was his first year in my school.he was taller than me,fair skin, nice straight-to-a-lil-wavy hair, slender with athletic built.cute!i had a crush on him right at that very moment when the teacher introduced him to class.he was sat 2 tables behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was a congenial.he was the one who made the first move to come and talked to me.only in a few days we got acquainted very well..oh, too well.he got along with many people.all the girls in our class liked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remember that day too. he came in the morning with his usual charms and greetings only to my surprised he passed by my seat and kissed me...oh well, it wasnt a kiss, it was just a peck on my cheek.hey...we were young and naive, it was a big deal back then.the whole class made fun of it...i was embarrassed.my face turned red.but i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since, everytime he needed favour from me, he would kiss me.i pretended i didnt like it.that only encouraged him more even more.i didnt see him again the following year.he changed school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite while i was in bed, i heard knocking on my bedroom door.faintly, i walked and opened it.he was at the door.smiling.gosh...how i missed that smile.he didnt change a bit.same straight wavy hair.same athletic slender build.he jumped and hugged me.he kissed me.yes, it was a kiss this time.deep passionate kiss.i closed my eyes, i could feel his tongue.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RscG5iTutjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DSIubMcgncQ/s1600-h/download.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RscG5iTutjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DSIubMcgncQ/s320/download.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100052688552244786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when i opened my eyes, i was in bed again.he wasnt there. he never did. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-913481245990902122?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/913481245990902122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=913481245990902122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/913481245990902122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/913481245990902122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/bringing-back-time.html' title='bringing back the time'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RscHlSTutkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TmuXtL8mS6Q/s72-c/boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-8313330193947354141</id><published>2007-08-18T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:30:31.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you ever wonder</title><content type='html'>your message today surely caught me by surprise.i can assure you of that.i wonder what prompted you to, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i think i saw u. u r not a guy i expect to make friends with. TQ for waiting but sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lest you forgot,that was exactly your text to me that day.and i left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask why i didnt reply today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this matters to you, it's forgiven...but not forgotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-8313330193947354141?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/8313330193947354141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=8313330193947354141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8313330193947354141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8313330193947354141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-you-ever-wonder.html' title='if you ever wonder'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-8211952778870982709</id><published>2007-08-18T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T09:49:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man, money,love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was home finishing up some office works last nite when i received a call from nash. he sounded distressed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he:nox, ko watpe?&lt;br /&gt;me:tgk tv, nape?&lt;br /&gt;he:ermm...i need sum1 to talk to la&lt;br /&gt;me:ok..ko ni nape nox..ade problem?&lt;br /&gt;he:xde la, emm...i dunno la nox..i feel so empty la.&lt;br /&gt;me:empty?like wat?&lt;br /&gt;he:emm..tah la.i feel like im alone..more like lonely la&lt;br /&gt;me:ok...like wat u told me the other time..u need a partner?&lt;br /&gt;he:itu la...tapi kan, i think even if i hv a partner, i'm not sure if i wont feel all alone too&lt;br /&gt;me: watdya mean?&lt;br /&gt;he:wat if i tell u i feel like having a family&lt;br /&gt;me:huh???? (my jaw like dropped to the floor)..r u serious, nox?&lt;br /&gt;he:hehhe..tu la, i feel like if i have a partner, it wouldnt be just it. i can foresee that i will still be lonely&lt;br /&gt;me:hold it....i'm not all against u having a family, or getting married for that matters..no, i am not..it's but..ok BUT!&lt;br /&gt;he: tapi ape&lt;br /&gt;me: Nox..u gotta get yr head straight la.this is a serious matter, ok.bukan mende leh main2. wat if after u had a family...and u later found out that it isn't wat u really want..wat would happen to you family..yr wife and kids then. u can't just abandon them just like that..&lt;br /&gt;he:i know la..tak kan la i will abandon them just like&lt;br /&gt;me: hey..c'mon la. ko kena be rational la. like i said, im not against u getting married, but are u really ready for it?there are things u gotta deliberate rather seriously like r u ready to leave this life completely?i'm sure u r not, kan.&lt;br /&gt;he:hmmm...that i can decide later what..&lt;br /&gt;me: hello...u cant just jump from step 1 and wish to jump next 10 steps in a leap just like that. u havent tried having a relationship yet..i mean serious relationship yet, for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;he: i know&lt;br /&gt;me: then...?&lt;br /&gt;he: .........emmm...tah la nox..tapi kan, i envy 'D'.ko kenal kan, kawan aku tu.&lt;br /&gt;me: yeap...what 'bout him?&lt;br /&gt;he:ye la, he has everything..big house, big car, big salary and family too.he graduated same uni with me but yet he is so successful.&lt;br /&gt;me:ooo...now i get it. its not about you having a family la. i think u juz being your usual 'inferiority complex' self la ni...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;he:takde la..kan best kalau aku ada gaji besar, rumah besar cam dia gak..hehe&lt;br /&gt;me:nox...life is always about balance la. u gotta look at this way. u r not bad yourself. in fact, u r better off than most of yr frenz kan, including me. kau tu duduk kat kondo, aku dok kat flat je nox. keter ko pun bigger than mine.if at all, i'm the one who should complain, ok.&lt;br /&gt;he:laa...i dun mean to compare what i have with you&lt;br /&gt;me: i know..my point is, u gotta be grateful of what u already have, what u already achived so far.&lt;br /&gt;he: aku tau..tapi tak salah kan kalau aku nak lebih&lt;br /&gt;me: yes, by all means u can. tapi, while we aim for bigger future, we must not forget our past.that's called check and balance. only then we feel contented, happy. like when u have done something great in your job, im sure yr boss will give a big fat pat on the back, kan.puji  and all, kan.im sure u feel proud of yourself masa tu..it could be you feel that's the best moment in your day, kan&lt;br /&gt;he:hmmm...no la, i wont feel proud. i'll prolly just reply him "it's my job la boss"&lt;br /&gt;me: well...that's becoz yr ego is bigger than yr head..hahhahah&lt;br /&gt;he: celaka ko&lt;br /&gt;me:ahahhah...betul ape.everybody needs validation, compliments once in awhile.u deserve it as well.so, try give yrself what is due, ok.u will feel better, happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by now my works all abandoned. i should now consider enrol myself for professional course since ppl seem coming to me for advice. then, i can start charging consultation fees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buzz..next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-8211952778870982709?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/8211952778870982709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=8211952778870982709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8211952778870982709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8211952778870982709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/man-moneylove.html' title='man, money,love'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-5362412012710217872</id><published>2007-08-12T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:00:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i wanna have chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pat and i met for dinner today.and  she popped question i hate most to answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: so, what u wanna have?&lt;br /&gt;me: emm...feel like having chinese &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097841325778189634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rr8rrSBQvUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ex3TDCH3Ruc/s320/jeremy21i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097841334368124258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rr8rryBQvWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/xP7z_h1OXHM/s320/chinaboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097841334368124242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rr8rryBQvVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TkJQhMgBYDg/s320/china+cock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097841338663091570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rr8rsCBQvXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BX-mFkbUFp8/s320/chinese3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;while  good thing i had craving tonite but sadly, i didnt exactly get the above. just food.oh well...it was a great pan mee, after all . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"err... still..wish i could have the above too...again, though"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-5362412012710217872?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/5362412012710217872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=5362412012710217872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/5362412012710217872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/5362412012710217872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-i-wanna-have-chinese.html' title='today i wanna have chinese'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/Rr8rrSBQvUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ex3TDCH3Ruc/s72-c/jeremy21i.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-892137441328296509</id><published>2007-08-10T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:49:21.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>convict(ed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;my hair really got way out of control now.it was almost 2months after my last visit to hair salon.i was thinking to keep the hair long for a change.too bad it turned out a total -no-no for me.my hair has its own brain.i cant keep it in shape.somehow, no matter how much hair-gel i applied on -the hair at the back of my head curls. that's still ok but problem is some part will curl-in and other part curls-out making it a real mess.at times, i would look like wearing a helmet - gleaming shiny hard, just to keep my hair in shape.hopeless. if that isn't bad enough, i dont look good in short hair either :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;i'd better get a hair-cut.i dont wanna spend too long a time in bathroom in the morning anymore tending to it.i could've been at mamak shop having my &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;roti bakar&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;teh tarik&lt;/span&gt;. well, not really, i am not a morning person to start with. so..it might worth the time waking up 10mins a lil later..hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to a hair salon near my place right after work today.yep, its just a normal salon operated in a 2storey shoplot.oh well, i dont really go to &lt;em&gt;peek-a-boo&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;a cut above&lt;/em&gt; or that kinda posh hair styling place for that matters.i just need a decent hair cut my money can buy.anyways, at the salon, my regular hair-dresser wasnt there.shoot! there were only 2 hairdressers. a younger lady was very much busy putting the multi-color plastic rollers on an auntie, and an older one also busy &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;layan &lt;/span&gt;the auntie's chats. prolly talking about the soap opera on wah lai toi last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i stepped in, the lady immediately so ready to do her job.well, im not complaining. it's good what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;she: mau potong macam mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;me: err...tak mau pendek sangat, just potong sikit and then trim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;she: belakang mau slop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;me: tak mau...kasi nipis saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;she: tepi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;me: sama...nipis saja.tak mau slop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;she: ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;snip, snip, snip..and more snips..&lt;/em&gt; my hair falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;me: ok...cukup. trim aja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;she: ok ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;me: yep..ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she took the electric razor and went ...&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bzzzrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster struck! before i could blink, i already saw my scalp. i gawked at the reflection in the mirror-speechless. i saw a convict from &lt;em&gt;sg. buloh prison &lt;/em&gt;sitting infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... i am so doomed. i cant be seen again...not by any potential date(s) for at very least the next 3 weeks..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097095728045538546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RryFjyBQvPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZQ524rOL9zE/s320/nate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with 'head' like this, who needs hair...at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-892137441328296509?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/892137441328296509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=892137441328296509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/892137441328296509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/892137441328296509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/convicted.html' title='convict(ed)'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RryFjyBQvPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZQ524rOL9zE/s72-c/nate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-2473405093026000941</id><published>2007-08-07T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:12:51.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today, i turn 35</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrgL-SBQvNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xxY6m_uZfUE/s1600-h/bdayHunkOnCakeSilver.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrgL-SBQvNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xxY6m_uZfUE/s320/bdayHunkOnCakeSilver.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095836142986640594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some sms's from ppl around me, close or far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;andreson: happy birthday wan. wish you many returns :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angie: hepi birthday..so old oledi la u uncle. bila mau jumpa entertain me makan2?&lt;br /&gt;CKY : epi birthday bang. wish you happier for another year with friends, family and si jantung hati to be.&lt;br /&gt;Pat: Hello fren, hepi 35th birthday.oh gosh...did i just say the number?..hahaha. so, anyway book you for date d tonite?&lt;br /&gt;Chooi2: Hello wan, happy birthday. wish you all the best. you are my best bumi fren ever.&lt;br /&gt;josh: hey buddy...happy birthday.hugs &amp; kisses&lt;br /&gt;sis: abang, hepi birthday. so..bila nak belanja Min makan ni..kui3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;gosh..i am old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck! i still look a lot younger than my college buddies :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-2473405093026000941?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/2473405093026000941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=2473405093026000941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2473405093026000941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2473405093026000941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-i-turn-35.html' title='today, i turn 35'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrgL-SBQvNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xxY6m_uZfUE/s72-c/bdayHunkOnCakeSilver.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-3716661578040477572</id><published>2007-08-03T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:18:53.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tough game named trust</title><content type='html'>is it really tough?well, tough it is for someone like me who has to listen to frets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fren, AM called me after work and asked to have dinner today.while at dinner, he fret about his partner, how he doesnt really trust him.he has this feeling that his partner's been cheating on him.i was like" oh well, there he goes again"&lt;em&gt;(sigh). &lt;/em&gt;wait, dont get me wrong here.i aint that kind of fren who doesnt want to listen to another fren's problem but...this is different.this isnt the first time he complained to me about it.it's been once too many.i lost count.&lt;em&gt;(sigh again)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today, his partner said that he's gonna be home late.he's gonna stay behind at office to finish up some works.Am has been calling him a few times since 6pm but his calls went unanswered.he was really upset and complained about it, oh well who else but to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, i know him well.he himself is cruising around and meeting guys at every opportunity.possessive he is?may be. but i didn't say anything today.didn't offer him any word or advice.didnt even consoled him.didnt feel i should.i said it enough before.just ate my dinner and let him mumbled.just lent my 2 ears to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, is it really hard to trust your partner?and if it is, why bother clinging to the relationship?why cant just end it?come to think of it, it is worth it to not having anyone to call a partner than having someone you cant trust, or aint it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...may be this is why i am still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094498187659492546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrNLHCBQvMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pNeSS3c-CXg/s320/asian-stripper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh dear!wait! this is not what it looks like. i followed him home just to freshen up&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-3716661578040477572?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/3716661578040477572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=3716661578040477572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/3716661578040477572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/3716661578040477572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/08/tough-game-named-trust.html' title='tough game named trust'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrNLHCBQvMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pNeSS3c-CXg/s72-c/asian-stripper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-8667353686833795141</id><published>2007-08-02T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T15:23:33.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...mt nautica johor bahru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="story_header"&gt;The Star, 1 Aug 2007: Letdown for thousands at ship launch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="7" width="364"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;   &lt;img src="http://thestar.com.my/archives/2007/8/1/nation/n_08ship.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thousands of people waiting for the launch of the biggest seagoing vessel to be built in Teluk Intan. They went home disappointed yesterday when the excavators used to push the tanker into the water gave up after 90 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;It was also disappointing for E.A. Technique (M) Sdn Bhd, for the MT Nautica Johor Bahru was the biggest seagoing petroleum tanker it had ever built. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;   The tanker weighs 5,500 deadweight tonnes and is 85m long, 9m high and 17.5m wide. E.A. Technique managing director Datuk Abdul Hak Mohd Amin said the problem could be due to the soft ground beneath the tanker.&lt;br /&gt;“The land beneath the ship became soggy and the slipway (rubber tube rollers to move ships) sank due to the weight,” he said yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;“The slipway was utilised previously and there was no pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;blem,” he said, adding that the rain for the past few days was the main cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He added that they would try again this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture by LEW YONG KAN / The Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had a chance to glimpse at the vessel while i enroute to Lumut this morning.there were crowd still at the area, prolly still very hopeful to witness the event to letting go of the ship. when i passed by again later in the evening, it was still very much there. i wonder why wouldnt it budge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvHI/AAAAAAAAADU/DN5Z7Aj7t8w/s1600-h/sailor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvHI/AAAAAAAAADU/DN5Z7Aj7t8w/s320/sailor2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093978943293275250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvHI/AAAAAAAAADU/DN5Z7Aj7t8w/s1600-h/sailor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvGI/AAAAAAAAADM/1qeHF4BmtMs/s1600-h/sailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvGI/AAAAAAAAADM/1qeHF4BmtMs/s320/sailor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093978943293275234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvGI/AAAAAAAAADM/1qeHF4BmtMs/s1600-h/sailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy2yBQvFI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sez6-zaF0P8/s1600-h/1120nudesailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy2yBQvFI/AAAAAAAAADE/Sez6-zaF0P8/s320/1120nudesailor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093978938998307922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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bahru'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RrFy3CBQvHI/AAAAAAAAADU/DN5Z7Aj7t8w/s72-c/sailor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7546781466227646641</id><published>2007-07-31T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:26:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...lazy sunday</title><content type='html'>i came home late on saturday nite from a fren's birthday.it was almost 2am when i reached home, exhausted from working my ass out earlier during the day helping my fren with the party preps.after taking a long bath, i felt afresh and couldnt sleep. log on into the net for awhile &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(that came the result, the post about the cyclist, ihiks).&lt;/span&gt; went to bed at about 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at almost 11am, my phone rang.it was CKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CKY: hye bang&lt;br /&gt;me: hye dear&lt;br /&gt;CKY: nak pegi lunch tak?&lt;br /&gt;me: erh..lunch? emm..ok gaks..when?&lt;br /&gt;CKY:i belum mandi lagi, so..say around 12.30&lt;br /&gt;me: what's the time now?&lt;br /&gt;CKY: almost 11&lt;br /&gt;me: ok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(that'll give me another 30mins sleep...grin)&lt;/span&gt;..i'll see u at 12.30 then&lt;br /&gt;CKY: ok...you pick me up?&lt;br /&gt;me:yep, ok&lt;br /&gt;CKY:thanks bang..see u later. and i have the CD u wanted...heheh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(it's the wedding banquet CD from Ang Lee i asked her to look for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we went for lunch at sunway damansara.lunch was great.despite of my sleepy state, i had a full apetite.the fried ayam kampung was delicious.plus the yummy-looking cashier and waiter.good grief, it was worth waking up after all...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dropping CKY at her place, i went straight home. i just wanna stay home, watch DVD and napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7546781466227646641?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7546781466227646641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7546781466227646641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7546781466227646641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7546781466227646641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/07/lazy-sunday.html' title='...lazy sunday'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-957158207665576222</id><published>2007-07-29T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:18:37.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...(re)cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvBI/AAAAAAAAACk/_RZzSg8Jays/s1600-h/tight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvBI/AAAAAAAAACk/_RZzSg8Jays/s320/tight1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091410166303210514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvCI/AAAAAAAAACs/ldWCJTS5y6c/s1600-h/tight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvCI/AAAAAAAAACs/ldWCJTS5y6c/s320/tight2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091410166303210530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhUsiBQvEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OorAViVCzCI/s1600-h/boycyclist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhUsiBQvEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OorAViVCzCI/s320/boycyclist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091412502765419586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvAI/AAAAAAAAACc/BHbdexN6W6E/s1600-h/pic001000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvAI/AAAAAAAAACc/BHbdexN6W6E/s320/pic001000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091410166303210498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhS-iBQvDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FHx3V3Dq7TQ/s1600-h/pic015700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhS-iBQvDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FHx3V3Dq7TQ/s320/pic015700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091410612979809330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this morning on my way to a friend's house i chanced upon a group of cyclist at a traffic light...again.yes, again.this's because, the road happen to be their route for training.it was a sight to behold.i have always admired cyclist's body.lean and slender, flat tummy and so yummlicious behind.i cant stop smiling :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-957158207665576222?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhSkiBQvBI/AAAAAAAAACk/_RZzSg8Jays/s72-c/tight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-6769634756337108257</id><published>2007-07-25T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:48:27.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...reminiscing the sweet him</title><content type='html'>i went home after work yesterday with a sad feeling.i missed him.so badly.but i cant have him. i missed times when we were together at nights.i missed cuddling to him.i missed his kisses after sex.i missed hugging and cuddling him while sleeping.i missed be embraced by him.i missed his sweet boy smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhDhCBQu-I/AAAAAAAAACM/Xet0dZc2B1A/s1600-h/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhDhCBQu-I/AAAAAAAAACM/Xet0dZc2B1A/s320/zzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091393613499251682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope...he's not the one i met recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-6769634756337108257?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/6769634756337108257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=6769634756337108257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/6769634756337108257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/6769634756337108257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/07/reminiscing-sweet-him.html' title='...reminiscing the sweet him'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqhDhCBQu-I/AAAAAAAAACM/Xet0dZc2B1A/s72-c/zzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-865277095688277868</id><published>2007-07-21T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T11:27:57.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...if you aint gonna swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqF8tyBQu9I/AAAAAAAAACE/gmI9VSVKxAU/s1600-h/shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqF8tyBQu9I/AAAAAAAAACE/gmI9VSVKxAU/s320/shower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089486179868392402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;why bother be at the pool?&lt;br /&gt;why bother you change to trunk?&lt;br /&gt;why bother take a walk around the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;if you gonna swim...&lt;br /&gt;why are you still in your leather shoe?&lt;br /&gt;why are still not wet after an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry...dont peep when i'm at shower, tak taste kat you la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-865277095688277868?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RqF8tyBQu9I/AAAAAAAAACE/gmI9VSVKxAU/s72-c/shower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7667926032047277829</id><published>2007-07-20T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T17:10:29.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...langkawi, final</title><content type='html'>day 3, 8jul 2007&lt;br /&gt;after wrapping2 bagai apa yang dah kami beli, we all retired to bed.dia mengadu sakit perut.actually dari lepas makan lagi dah dia kata dia tak selesa.senak perut katanya.i asked him if he wanted to see doctor, but he said it's ok.dia suruh aku tidur je.probably takde apa and he will try to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the tiring shopping activities the day earlier, i dozed off pretty easily.letak kepala je kat bantal, terus hanyut.at 2.30am felt taps on my back.i turned to his side.dia cakap dia sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ok jom kita gi cari klinik' aku kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku gegas pakai baju.sejuk pulak pagi2 ni.kami ke pantai cenang coz the evening earlier i saw there's a clinic there when we passed by.klinik tu tak bukak at night.i stopped at a mini mart.a mart kinda like 7E.dia suruh aku beli pil 'chi kit teck aun' je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked the guy at the counter if there was any 24-hour clinic around.the guy said no.hmm...susah jugak kalau camni.aku beli pil 'chi kit teck aun' tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik kat hotel, aku suruh dia makan pil tu.after downed the tablet, dia kata he should be okay and asked me to continue sleeping. he lied next to me. i hugged him.i was again in my dreamland soon enough.at 5am, i awoke, saw him napping. he must've been feeling ok.tidur lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7am i awoken by thrustings at my butt.hard and yet soft.it was him.it was his hardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew he was ok after all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7667926032047277829?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7667926032047277829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7667926032047277829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7667926032047277829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7667926032047277829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/07/langkawi-final.html' title='...langkawi, final'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7601282578759922177</id><published>2007-07-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T16:50:41.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....langkawi selepas 13 tahun, part 3</title><content type='html'>day 2, 7jul 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we woke up late.all of us. we planned the day before nak pergi 2 places ari ni.satu, nak pergi ke telaga7 dan satu lagi nak mandi2 kat pantai sebelum ke telaga7 tu.kami dah survey pantai tu, on the way je ke telaga7 tu.mmg cantik, bersih.plannya, lepas mandi kat situ kami terus ke air terjun kat telaga7 tu.kira cam mandi air masin and then bilas ngan air tawar air terjun tu la plak.clever idea, kan.ihiks.anyways, sbb kami sumer bangun lambat so plan nak mandi manda bitching around kat beach tu tak jadi ler.kena kensel ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around kul 10.00pg kami keluar dr hotel and pegi breakfast(ker brunch ke?..ape2 je lah,kan).then beli sikit snek for us to munch masa kat waterfall tu nanti. at around 10.45 kami dah sampai kat area kaki bukit tu. ada byk stalls kat situ jual macam2.dari crafts, ke pakaian, ke gerai makan2.byk monyet berkeliaran kat parking area.pantang tengok org bawak plastic bag mesti diorang(ke diamenatang??) dtg serbu.cuak gak aku nak bawak plastic bag berisi snakcs tadi tu.member2 lain haram nak tolong.menonong jek nak ke atas nak mulakan pendakian.tinggal aku sorang berkira2 camne nak elakkan diserbu dek monyet2 ni.monyet tu la member2 aku tu.mamat kawan aku dr penang tu pun sama.dia sebuk ngan henset dia.tah hape2.bukan nak tolong aku.aku tak puas hati, tapi diam jek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depa dah start naik tangga.aku kat bawah.galas 2 plastic bags.satu berisi baju seluar nak mandi kat atas.satu lagi berisi segala macam snacks dan drinks.tak la berat gila, tapi berat gak la.kena pikul naik tangga lak tu.aku potong depa.protes la tu.sampai kat 271steps atop, ada tempat rehat.stop jap.penat siot.baju dah lencun dek peluh.ada 328steps more to go.kat situ gak ada signpost kata to the right to waterfall, go up to telaga7.we decided to continue to telaga7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengar org cerita, there are 7 wells.kami nak try ke telaga paling atas.sampai kat satu kawasan tu ada cam kawasan camping.complete ngan rumah untuk berehat.tapi takda satu signage pape pun.kitorang tak tau samada dah sampai kat telaga7 ke belom. kami pergi kedepan lagi, then berjumpa ngan satu sign yg de letak kat btg pokok "START &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ". ok, after much deliberation, kami decided to follow the sign.this must be the start to telaga7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorang pun redah la hutan belukar tu.ikut je jalan hutan tu.sorang pun tak tau kemana arah tuju ni.main redah je.dah lama dok meredah tu, tapi sampai nye tidak, kami pikir2 lebih baik kitorang turun je balik.mandi je lah kat waterfall kat bawah tadi tu.meredah pun dah dekat sejam dah ni.so, kami pun patah balik la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai kat waterfall tu, aku ngan sorang member terus ngan acara mandi mandi selam menyelam.mmg hepi tak ingat dah.siap wat aksi tarzan terjun gedebusss cam anak gajah jatuh kolam.uhuks.lebih kurang sejam kami kat sana.jari tangan jari kaki naik kecut dah.lupa plak nak check ciknek aku ikut kecut ke tak.ihiks.habis snek yg ada kami pelahap sebab lapar.pahtu kami turun.nak balik ke hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat bawah tu kami stop jap kat stall2 situ.beli apa yang patut.then member aku tanya kakak kedai kat situ kat mana nye telaga7 tu. kakak tu bagtau la yg telaga7 tu actually kat area yg ada rumah berehat yang kami jumpa tadi tu.punya la....(hanjing sgt kan? at least letak la signage ke ape ke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa sampai hotel lebih kurang kul 1lebih.rehat2 jap.kul 4ptg kitorang keluar semula.nak ke pekan kuah.nak beli souvenir apa yang patut.1st destination ke jetty.kedai free duty.aku nak beli rokok.member ofis pesan.sorang member aku pun sama, nak beli rokok gak.tapi utk merosak diri dia sendiri le.before kitorang sampai jetty tu, kitorang stop makan kat gerai kat pekan kuah tu.kedai tu jual nasik campur.aku amek lauk siput sedut.yg menakjubkan aku, siput sedut dia..omang aih, nalla.isi dia besar cam kerang ..kau.masa kat pekan tu, pah mkn tu kami tinjau2 la kedai2 kat situ.murah gak harga dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pah makan, kitorang terus ke jetty.nak beli rokok le tu.sampai kat sana, ternyata harganya lebih mahal dari kedai2 di pekan kuah tu.kitorang kensel plan nak beli.baik beli kat pekan jek camtu.kitorang pegi ke dataran lang again lepas tu. sumer nak bergambar la plak kat situ( and guess who's the photographer??...hanjs sgt depa ni kan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu kitorang ke Idaman Suri.tempat kunjungan wajib makcik2 kalau ke langkawi.tempat ni jual segala bagai barang2 rumah.pinggan mangkuk, pyrex myrex, arcopal arcoroc sumer tu.aku kena beli caserole set sorang 'mek'cik member aku pesan.sebuk la dia dok mengingat kat aku suruh beli.berbulan2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas abis shopping segala mender tu dah dekat kul 10mlm dah.perut dah lapar balik dah.on the way nak balik hotel tu kitorang stop kat satu gerai.kedai tu jual nasik berlauk ayam kampung gulai.best.lepas pekena nasik kitorang pelahap durian pulak.makan kat gerai situ jek.isi dia mmg best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik hotel dah dekat kul 12mlm.sumer kena mem'bz' kan diri pack brg2.esok pagi2 dah nak check-out.flight member aku ke penang kul 11.55pg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7601282578759922177?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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                                                                    cable car complex view taken while the car is decending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1,6jul2007&lt;br /&gt;pagi hr pertama di langkawi.around 9.30am kami keluar dr hotel.pegi cari breakfast kat pantai cenang.jumpa satu gerai yang agak ramai pelanggannya.kami stop.susah gak nak cari gerai mkn pagi2 ni kat sini.aku tgk kat menu ada jual nasik pulut ngan ikan masin.ermm..lama tak pekena, cam best jek.aku nak order, tp depa ckp only ada nasi lemak ngan roti canai jek.hampeh.kempunan aku..ehhe.so, belasah roti canai je la.kari for roti canai dia best.tak macam yang kat KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pah breakfast, kami  terus ke  cable car.tak susah sgt nak cari.cuma jalan ke sana agak berliku-liku sikit.ye la, kawasan bukit kan. sampai sana dah  almost  11pg. harga tiket  RM25 tapi  dpt diskaun rm10 bg sapa2 yang ada MYCard.what a clever way to give discount , discreetly..hehhe.member aku pi beli air mineral .takut dahaga katanya kat atas sana nanti.time nak masuk coach tu,  depa kata minuman tak leh wat masuk.kena tinggal kat situ.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1DMkljpI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FmRWTpwl9Q/s1600-h/DSCF0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1DMkljpI/AAAAAAAAABk/_FmRWTpwl9Q/s320/DSCF0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170420703760018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        viewing platform,  stretching between two cliffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aku terkesima.view dari atas cable car ni mmg amazing.cable car ni pun tak macam yg kat genting tu.kat genting nyer gegar dia nak yaaamat.kalau org gemuk cam aku pun naik 3-4 kali sure leh kurus di kocak nya..heheh.aku perak gile la naik cable car tu.13 tahun dulu mana ada, kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sampai kat 1st base station kami turun.nak bergambar la.maklum la, aku dtg ngan supermodel sumer, katanyer kan.yg bukan model ialah aku jek.aku la yg jadi photographer tak berbayar ari tu.siap bergambar ala-ala model iklan bagai, kami continue ke 2nd base station(paling atas).lepas tu kami turun nak pegi ke viewing platform.kena turun tangga ikut lereng bukit tu.tinggi gaks.sampai di platform tu mmg menakjubkan.pemandangan dia mmg best walaupun ari tu berkabus.angin kuat gak.sejuk.sekali lagi sesi bergambar.aku jugak la sekali lagi jd mangsa.tukang amek gambar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1DskljqI/AAAAAAAAABs/IH54YqVCn7c/s1600-h/the+jetty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1DskljqI/AAAAAAAAABs/IH54YqVCn7c/s320/the+jetty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170429293694626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lepas sejam kat sana, kami turun.petang tu kami nak pegi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;island hopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pukul 1.40ptg, abg yang arrange utk bawak kami pegi island hopping tu dtg ke hotel.kami pandu keter follow dia ke underwater world complex.kat sana dia intro kami kat sorang pompuan yg bawa kami ke jetty. the fare for island hopping is rm45 per person.tapi sebab kami bawa keter sendiri ke jetty, dpt diskaun rm5 sorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1DskljrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qIdR9Zon1-8/s1600-h/robert+paparazzi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1DskljrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qIdR9Zon1-8/s320/robert+paparazzi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170429293694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                            sapa la plak neh???...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;island hopping ni nama je island hopping.tp cuma pegi 2 buah pulau jek.pulau dayang bunting ngan pulau beras basah.half way sampai pulau dyg bunting tu, driver boat tu (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;driver ker..mati la aku tak reti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) stop sat.dia pun meraban la explain dlm engrish pasal bentuk gunung yg menyerupai bentuk org mengandung tu.kesian pulak aku tgk mamat tu susah payah nak explain sbb together with us tu ada la 1 couple from india, 1 couple from japan ngan sorang mamat yg aku tak pasti dr mana at 1st(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;only later i found out he's from philipines lepas aku interbiu dia, aku taste giler la kat dia ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;da tau kan motif gambar paparazzi kat atas tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..heheh) sorang member aku tu pun taste gak kat dia, tapi sebab aku ni jenis peramah kan, so aku la yg lebih rapat ngan dia(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;peramah ke?? desperate ke??tak malu kot...hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lepas stop kejap tu, kami terus di bawak ke pulau dyg bunting tu.we were given 1hr to loiter there.kat situ kami naik tangga and turun tangga ke tasik dayang bunting.kat situ la, konon nya kalau sapa2 yg susah nak mengandung kalau mandi kat situ boleh mengandung.konon nya la kan.aku pun ikut mandi gaks la.bukan aku nak mengandung, ek. kat situ aku snappy2 la gambar mamat philipines yg aku taste giler tu.body dia mantap beb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1EMkljsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zgxa-TgFMPg/s1600-h/DSCF0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1EMkljsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zgxa-TgFMPg/s320/DSCF0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170437883629250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lepas kat tasik tu kami di bawa ke  kawasan burung helang.activity ni dipanggil eagle feeding.tak byk  sgt helang  yg ada masa tu.lepas tu kami ke pulau beras basah. masa kat pulau ni aku dah get acquinted ngan mamat philipines ni.sweet giler dia ni.dtg touring sorang2.dia ada company sendiri kat US beb.skrang ni dia balik ke manila for 1year.tu yang dtg ke malaysia.he's next stop after langkawi is phuket and krabi, thailand.oppsss...melencong pulak citer aku ni.ter'cerita' pasal dia plak..apa kes...hehhe.tapi jgn tak hengat, aku siap dpt email address dia ngan phone number dia.wahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at about 5.30pm kami bertolak balik ke jetty.end of island hopping trip.kat jetty tu, robert(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;mamat philipine tu la) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tanya apa plan kitorang mlm tu.since kitorang takde plan pape, aku tak berani la nak offer ajak dia ikut jln2.dia pun ckp dia nak rehat and maybe do some souvenir shopping pahtu sbb esok dia dak nak ke thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mlm tu, lepas rehat2 kejap kat hotel kami ke pantai cenang untuk dinner.afetr dinner, we went to kuah town.stop kat dataran lang.tempat yg ada grand statue of eagle tu.sekejap jek kat situ.otw balik ke hotel kami stop lagi kat cenang beach.beli snacks sbb lepas ni kami nak lepak tgk tv je kat hotel.kat situ aku bumped into robert again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(huhu..we keep bumping into each other, katanye...and being a bitch myself i continue..like we are destined??? :D, ...boleyyy?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aku pun chat awhile ngan dia while kwn2 aku pegi beli snacks tu.borak2 tanya pasal plan dia afterwards, plan dia kat thailand sumer.dia kata kalau dia ada masa stopby kat KL enroute home to philipines dia akan call aku..perghhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok...blom abes lagi nah citer pasal trip aku ni.nti aku sambung, k :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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2'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpW1CskljoI/AAAAAAAAABc/vjQV5nZ55EY/s72-c/cable+car+complex.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-6318862126643584053</id><published>2007-07-11T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:30:18.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...langkawi selepas 13 tahun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpTV2pDJ5FI/AAAAAAAAABU/A-DBQmO5vXM/s1600-h/dataran+lang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085925013916869714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RpTV2pDJ5FI/AAAAAAAAABU/A-DBQmO5vXM/s320/dataran+lang.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the view from dataran lang at nite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok...ni bukan pasal apa yang aku expect langkawi would be in 13years later, tapi more like what it has been 13thn selepas kali terakhir aku menjejaki kaki aku ke sana. yeap...mmg lama giler dah aku tak pergi kesana.byk giler perubahan.macam2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak kerana offer tambang murah airasia belom tentu aku sampai..hehe.mmg kemut giler aku ni.itu pun aku dapat tambang 30sen masa offer bulan 3 ari tu.lama giler tu beli tiket tu.so, campur airport tax, fee itu ini bagai tambang pegi balik aku jadi rm95.60.itu pun sebab aku pi gatai tgn click kat GoInsure button masa beli tiket tu kat website airasia tu.kalau tak harus leh jimat lagi rm15. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..ceritanya, aku pegi ber3 dari KL.sorang lagi kawan aku akan join kat sana.dia ambik firefly from penang.flight kitorang dari KL supposed bertolak kul 6.50ptg.tapi cam biasa la, airasia mesti delay kan.so..kul 8.30mlm baru ler menatang tu terbang.sampai sana kul 9.30mlm cam tu.kawan aku yg dr penang tu dah tunggu lebih setengah jam.itu pun sebab flight dia delay gaks..uhuks.kalau ikut plan asal dia akan sampai lebih awal.pukul 8.15mlm dah sampai dah.lucky him, kalau tak lagi jenuh dia tercanguk kat situ.mmg kot, flight murah ni adat dia mmg delay kot.huhu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorang ambik cab pergi ke hotel.Perdana Beach Resort.dekat jek dari airport langkawi.about 10mins jek.we plan to come back to airport the next day to reant a car.itu plan asal nya.tapi bila sampai hotel, kakak yang uruskan booking kami tu kata kawan dia ada keter sewa.ada kat parking lot kat basement tu.kalau nak, kitorang leh byr mlm tu and terus leh guna.mmg cun la.lagipun, we all belum dinner.so, its kinda like that settles it la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unit hotel tu not too bad la.it is a 2-room apartment, with kitchenette and dining area.ada balcony facing the beach.walaupun pantai nya agak jauh gak la.lagipun, pantai nya bukan la tempat org bermandi manda.kotor, kata abg guard hotel tu.org kampung tak mandi kat situ, katanya.thing is, kawan aku got the hotel for a great deal.unit hotel tu is actually rm210per nite.not too bad la for a 2-room unit.tambah best bila we only had to pay for 1 nite only with 2 nites more complimentary stay.how's that?mmg tak pikir pjg la masa dgr offer tu.tak kisah la hotel tu jauh dr pekan ke aper.lagipun mmg kitorang nak sewa keter pun, kan.so what the heck, kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so..mlm tu lepas unpack and lepak sekejap, kitorang terus amek keter kat basement tu pi carik mkn.kitorang carik yg dekat2 jek.ye lah, bukan tau sgt pun jln kat langkawi tu.jumpa satu gerai ala-thai.nampak cam meriah.ada bangsal 4-5buah ala-gazebo gitu kat laman, ngan lampu lip-lap nye yg meriah bagai.happening katanyer.nak dok kat bangsal ala-gazebo tu, tp penuh kena conquered la plak.so mkn je la kat meja bhg utama kedai makan tu.makanan dia boleh tahan,harga pun tak mahal.tapi aku lupa la plak apa nama kedai tu.yg pasti ada signboardnye siap lam bahsa arab (ahlan wasahlan sumer).kalau tak silap kat kg.teriang, kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pah makan, we decided to look around town.just ronda2.get familiar with route la kononnye.lepas la kami ke pantai cenang.tak berenti pun.just stopped for petrol jek.then sambung balik to kuah town.nak pegi jetty, tapi tak jumpa jalan.pusing2.sesat la plak.sorang mulut pondan cepular member aku leh kata lagi kami kena sumpah ngan mahsuri.sial sgt.dah la mlm2 buta, dia leh nak wat lawak ckp bukan2 pulak.teruk kena hamuk ngan kitorang...huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took us almost 1 hour to find our way back to hotel.mmg sumer dah pucat giler.ye la, mmg langkawi tu tak besar.tapi buat nyer minyak keter abes, tak ke naya.dah la kami isi 10hengget jek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai hotel dah almost 1am.lepas mandi,cuci mulut muka bagai..sumer dah lembek.terus masuk tidor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esok...we have a big day ahead.ermmm..esok je la kita sambung yek..heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-6318862126643584053?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/6318862126643584053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-784065516955493979</id><published>2007-06-30T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T17:38:01.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...of a good food or, good cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RokPN5DJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8_jCZ6PUVWY/s1600-h/hotdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082610385791083522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RokPN5DJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8_jCZ6PUVWY/s320/hotdog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RokPN5DJ5BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bgjgMCpgXBc/s1600-h/cook1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082610385791083538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RoO-uZDJ4-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RUjBYTfbyko/s1600-h/Koyak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081114508811428834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RoO-uZDJ4-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RUjBYTfbyko/s320/Koyak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehhe...jgn tak hengat.korang hengat artist je ke yang ada kejadian wardrobe malfunction bagai tu.hah..aku pun kena la..huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;citer nyer gini.aku ada selai suar ni, suar slack, Padini. nak kata baru tu tak la, tapi tak lama jugak.aku beli masa mega sale akhir tahun baru ni.baru dalam 6,7 bln lepas ler (kira baru gak lagi la tu, kan??..heeh).aku pun bukan selalu pakai sgt.tapi aku suka suar ni.cutting dia nice.lagi pun aku ke ofis jenis selamba.kalau aku rasa nak pakai jeans, aku pakai jek.boss lak jenis tak ambik port ngan aku..naik tocang la aku..wahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, hari ni aku pakai la suar tu. and to my horror, masa aku lalu kat depan sorang awek officemate aku, on the way nak pi pantry tu, dia tegur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lin:eh solo, suar u koyak la&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku:(sambil menutup bahagian kocek suar)huh...katner? besar ke?(muka merah padan, malu ni)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lin:hahahha..bukan kat situ la..hehehe..kat tengah tu la&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku:biar betul ko lin, katner? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lin: iyer...tak besar, tapi leh nampak la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku:katner lin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lin: laa..takkan lin nak tunjuk...hehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku:hehehe (sambil kepit )..camner ek, sape ada jarum ek?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lin:kak nor ada kot (sambil jerit panggil sorang lagi opis mate kitorang, nor). kak nor ada jarum kan, ada org suar dia koyak la...hahhaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku:hawau ko lin..pukul canang lagi ko ek? ntah2 ko dok sekodeng aku dari tadi...(saje balas dendam, nak cover malu...hahaha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuhhh...nasib baik member kitorang tu ada jarum ngan benang.yang ada pun cuma benang clour brown je.arggghhh...lantak la, aku belasah jek.beggars cant be choosers, kata org..pahtu aku pun masih ngan kepit nyer, terus blah ke bilik stor nak jahit suar tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sudah jek..terus berlagak cam takde pape.si lin, siap sengeh2 kat aku. saja nyakat aku la tu. aku wat tatau jek.hampeh...ehehe.&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/2870295684468955303-9158890274879445463?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/9158890274879445463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=9158890274879445463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/9158890274879445463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/9158890274879445463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-wardrobe-malfunction.html' title='....of wardrobe malfunction'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RoO-uZDJ4-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RUjBYTfbyko/s72-c/Koyak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-379836233200255607</id><published>2007-06-26T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T19:50:17.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....motif window measurement simpan dalam wallet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RoD864XVo2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wUPQwla2jvM/s1600-h/Window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RoD864XVo2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wUPQwla2jvM/s320/Window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080338468166804322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ari ahad lepas baru ni aku pi satu kedai curtain ngan member aku amir, saje la buang masa..hehe. actually sebelum tu aku aku pegi beli cd platimun pack anuar zain. last week aku tgk cam pack tu ada llebih kurang 20lagu ke aper lam tu. so mlm semlm aku pun tanpa check pape terus sambar and byr. sekali dok belek2 masa jalan tu baru perasan yg cd pack tu cuma ada 10 lagu jek. mmg la dia pack 2cd in 1 tp, yang cd lagi satu tu actually vcd dia. lagu yg sama.just a karaoke vcd plus satu vid clip...voleyyy? hampeh jek kan, yang aku plak, punya la ting tong. tak pulak check dulu sebelum bayar.aku tak kesah la. member aku suruh aku pi tukar je, but being me, aku malas. ego pun ada gak. malu la aku..heheh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, berbalik pada citer curtain tadi tu, pah beli tu la aku pi kedai curtain tu. saja la, tengok2 ape yang menarik. ada la jugak a few corak yang menarik. ready made type la.murahh i tell u. ada yang just rm39per pc.cuma aku tak plan nak beli pun. tapi tetap ni dok berkira2 berapa helai to fit my window length. sekali tukang kedai tu tanya la aku berapa panel nyer window tu.dah org tanya kan, aku pun apa lagi...nahhh...siap kuarkan measurement yang aku simpan kat dalam wallet aku.tu diahhh...terperanjat mawas kakak tu. dia siap cakap, tak pernah tengok orang simpan measurement bawak ke hulu ke hilir dalam wallet, kan.heheh...&lt;br /&gt;pelik ke aku ni??heheh&lt;br /&gt;pelik ke, tak ke aku tak kesah.bagi aku, its for my own good.mana la tau kan kalau aku terserempak ngan kedai yang ada sale ke, jual murah ke ,lelong ke, dan dia nyer curtain tu cantek2..kan senang. tak yah la pening2 pikir nak beli berapa, congak itu campur tolak, main agak jek ukuran dia bagai.terus jek leh beli.clusttt tak idea i ni...heheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-379836233200255607?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/379836233200255607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=379836233200255607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/379836233200255607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/379836233200255607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/06/motif-window-measurement-simpan-dalam.html' title='....motif window measurement simpan dalam wallet?'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RoD864XVo2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wUPQwla2jvM/s72-c/Window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-2866057415716652214</id><published>2007-06-25T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T17:36:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...of being romantic....OR NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RokLiJDJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FZ9bjHRK4gM/s1600-h/the2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082606335636923378" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RokLiJDJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FZ9bjHRK4gM/s320/the2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;romantic or not.that's the question at the dinner table last nite. i was having dinner ngan 2 female friends of mine, and then we talked about movies.byk la filem2 yang kitorang borak.dari citer thriller nyer like Amytsville, then ada citer horor like The Wax House ( horor lah sgt kan...especially si Paris tu..mmg horor habes..hehe), comedy hinggalah citer romantic, leleh2 bagai tu. Then mulut jahat aku pun blurted out that i dont watch all those lovey dovey story sumer, even so i am a romantic person..hehhe. then we talked about the acts we consider romantic.sumer pun berangan la.&lt;br /&gt;list of acts we consider romantic;&lt;br /&gt;1. have breakfast in bed with partner&lt;br /&gt;2. have the nite alone with partner, watching tv, holding and caressing&lt;br /&gt;3. cook and pack lunch for partner&lt;br /&gt;4. sit at the balcony with partner staring at stars&lt;br /&gt;5. keep and pressed flower for partner&lt;br /&gt;6. compose and sing songs for partner&lt;br /&gt;7. staying up with him till late to accompany him finishing his work&lt;br /&gt;8. give a back rub&lt;br /&gt;9. wake him up with kiss in the morning&lt;br /&gt;10. wait for him to return home from work with a present (no matter how small)&lt;br /&gt;so...is it romantic anough act to be considered romantic? i dunno. bagi aku, being romantic is about living the moment together, even kalo just borak2 about nothing in particular is romantic.so long, there is 2way communication, listening and listening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-2866057415716652214?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/2866057415716652214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=2866057415716652214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2866057415716652214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/2866057415716652214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-being-romanticor-not.html' title='...of being romantic....OR NOT'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7PFFa5XYQvM/RokLiJDJ4_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FZ9bjHRK4gM/s72-c/the2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-4892520877979815463</id><published>2007-06-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T17:34:37.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..of a good parenting</title><content type='html'>tadi lunch aku ke kfc kota damansara.tak silap aku this outlet baru jek bukak.a month or so jek.hmm....tak sangka, kfc ni rupanya open 24hours.cool.after i ordered the usual (snack plate hot&amp;amp;spicy la tu...tapi yang penting mesti order part breast ngan wing...heheh) aku pun amek satu port kat tepi glass wall dia. ada sorang mamat tu dok kat area situ gak.kat meja 2seaters.he's quite good looking. maybe 20ish of age.at first aku ingat nak dok kat 2seaters gak, tapi memandangkan aku plan nak curi2 pandang dia dan kalau aku dok kat situ it will be directly facing him, aku decided dok kat tepi wall. a 4seaters table. from that table if i wanna look at him, i have to turn my head to right. being a shy guy like me, it'll just do me fine...hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while eating and enjoying my view( including mamat yg kat belah kanan aku tu ler..hehe, gatal sungguh aku), a woman sat at the table in front of me with her two kids.a girl about 12years old and a boy of may be 9 or 10 years.what amazed me was the fact that the kids are so well mannered.after their mom sat them at the table, give them the food, they both said 'terima kasih, mak'. i was like..'WOW'. seriously i have never encountered such a sight before. for me, mak bebudak tu memang pandai mengajar anak2 dia.tak pernah aku dengar anak2 say thank you cam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau yang selalu aku jumpa kat fastfood ni jenis anak2 yang snob.perangai yang kesial. menjerit melalak tak tentu pasal. tak pun jenis yang tarik muka 14 sebab tak dapat apa yang mereka nak.especially pulak sekarang ada toys fantastic4 promo at kfc.aku benci and cukup menyampah ngan budak2 cengitu.itu belom lagi yang jenis berlari sana berlari sini. dah tu jatuh melalak la pulak.hampeh jek.itu yang buat aku tak berapa suka kat budak. i mean..i dont hate kids, but just i'm not very fond of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-4892520877979815463?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7467211122073915492</id><published>2007-06-14T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:51:28.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...buat apa at this hour??</title><content type='html'>ok..lets start with earlier tonite. td lepak ngan amir n azhar kat damansara damai (tempat biasa kitorang la...sbb aku suka mkn portugese grill fish kat situ).pahtu aku call naz. thot wanna lepak at his place for awhile. lama gak aku tak pi umah dia.aku cakap kat dia kejap lagi pah mkn aku singgah. then, when i called again after that, no reply. pundek betul la dia tu. td bukan main beriya suruh aku dtg.&lt;br /&gt;at last, aku decide singgah kat uptown d'kota. on my way home la tu. thinking of buying sport shoe. ala, u know la. ciplak one la. kat situ mana ada ori nyer beb..huhu.masa ngah ronda2 kat situ, naz called. dia kata dia terlelap pah mandi masa tunggu aku. siot jek.anyway, jumpa satu kasut cun.adidas (??? heheheh). tapi size takde. it fit me just well, tapi aku nak 1 size bigger. itu yang takde. bukan ape size yang sedang elok tu, aku rasa cam kecik esp. kalau aku pakai ngan jeans. cam pendek je kat depan..huhu.so, aku tak ambik le..takpe la, not that i really really need it pun. saje je gatai. jimat fulus..huhu&lt;br /&gt;balik umah mandi, gosok gigi bagai getting ready nak tido ler.tapi takleh tido laks.payah pulak nak tidor mlm ni. tp tak tau nak wat ape neh.bengong jap.terkebil2..golek2 atas katil, tak leh tido jugaks.aku bukak laptop nak tulis la entry konon.tapi takde idea pulak. hmm...apa nak buat yek.&lt;br /&gt;check YM..takde sekor umat pun yang online.hampeh.mesti sumer dah tidor.tak pun masih terhenjut2 kat mana club ni.arghhh...bosan nyer.&lt;br /&gt;ok...let me read entries from other bloggers.dudes, im an avid reader of your blog. but im the silent reader la..hehhee..keep up the good work guys..your entries inspire me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7467211122073915492?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7467211122073915492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7467211122073915492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7467211122073915492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7467211122073915492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/06/buat-apa-at-this-hour.html' title='...buat apa at this hour??'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-8532183288783826918</id><published>2007-06-12T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:32:37.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met him on the net about a month ago.he's a uni student. but he gave it up for sumthing else. sumthing he like most. dia nak masuk army/navy/marine or sumthing like dat la.huhu .  kalo ikutkan our earlier plan, dia patutnya datang ke KL on sunday, petang. he was on a trip to terengganu during the weekend. with his uni mates. i was waiting for him. at 10pm he sms'ed me, cakap he cant make it that day. he said he was sorry. he had to follow his fellow mates to ipoh for a short seminar. it was on monday.'hmmm...' that was all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was monday. or rather tuesday sebenarnya. yep, minggu lepas, 5 june.finally we met in person. dia sampai Kl awal pagi. 2am.physically,he's ok. not too bad.body pun ok..heheh. tp, 1 thing, when we were together i dont feel the chemistry between us. entah la.apa yek.izit sumthing wrong with me??he's a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, should i carry on with this? i dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-8532183288783826918?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/8532183288783826918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=8532183288783826918' 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hantu' kat the curve. Hampeh la citer tu. buang masa and buang duit. that's my personal review about the movie. mmg aku benci citer2 yang sutradara nya di buat ala kadar. tak lengkap. macam tak cukup research. ada part2 dlm citer tu nak buat conflicts, ataupun gimmick...tapi bagi aku sumer tu tak menjadi. malah, ada watak2 yg tak perlu pun dlm citer tu, macam watak ira (kavita) dan johan (zahim al-bakry) termasuk kate (joanne bassey) tu. Hishhh..byk la yg aku tak puas ati ngan citer tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu yang buat aku malas nak tgk citer melayu tu. tapi,  lepas tgk citer 'sepet' aku dah terjebak la plak. dek sebab citer tu lain dari segi garapan cerita, arahan  dan lakonan yang lebih santai aku mula tertarik semula nak tgk citer melayu. sejak dari tu aku dah tgk 'gubra', 'cinta', 'mukhsin' dan 'jgn pandang belakang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akan datang..aku kena kaji betul2 citer2 melayu kat panggung b4 aku betul2 decide pi tengok. aku tak mau lagi kena tipu dek promo n trailer yg lebih2. taknak jadi 'tipah tertipu, bang'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7923741915621099807?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7923741915621099807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7923741915621099807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7923741915621099807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7923741915621099807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/06/malam-tadi-aku-pi-tgk-movie-waris-jari.html' title=''/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-3083920202674250220</id><published>2007-03-13T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:11:22.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...entah jadi entahkan tidak</title><content type='html'>hmmm..rasa2 nya dah cukup lama aku tak post apa2 cerita kat blog aku ni. Mmg inilah yang selalu terjadi. Aku mmg liat nak menulis tentang kisah idup aku. Kekadang dek kerana waktu atau pun sekadar ke'lesu'an aku sendiri..hehe. Anyways, aku sekarang dalam dilemma jugaklah. Bukan apa Remy, lelaki yang aku kenali sejak beberapa bulan lepas tidak pernah memberi kata pasti tentang hakikat hubungan kami. Mungkin kah kerana faktor usia? Memang dia jauh lebih muda dari aku..amat jauh. Suatu ketika dulu, aku amat memilih tentang jarak usia dalam perhubungan. Tetapi semenjak berjumpa dengan bebrapa rakan yang hampir seusia denganku dan mereka mempunyai kekasih yang juga jauh lebih muda dari mereka, aku jadi lebih yakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbalik dengan cerita Remy tu, pernah aku bertanya samada dia suka kat aku ke tidak, dia menjawab tidak....bila aku kata 'ok' dia lantas menambah' tak suka tapi sayang...' . Yang pelik nya, jarang sekali tindakan dia benar2 seperti lagak seorang kekasih. Dia semacam tak endah kat aku. Kekadang dia langsung tak pernah menghantar apa2 kabar sehingga berhari, baik telefon ataupun sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma, 2-3hari kebelakangan ni...dia nampak seperti dah berubah sedikit. Malam sabtu lepas dia call aku. Ketika itu dia di Padang Besar kerana menghadiri satu majlis kenduri rakan sekerja dia di sana bersama rakan2 dia yang lain. Aku happy sangat masa tu, sebab memang aku tunggu2 pun call dia tu. Dia bagitau yang dia akan ke selatan Thai keesokan hari nya dan akan memulakan perjalanan pulang ke KL pada petang hari nya. Malam tadi dia sms aku lebih awal dari kebiasaan. Dan setiap kali aku reply, dia akan membalasnya..cukup mesra. Malah lebih mesra dari kebiasaan. Aku berdoa moga2 hubungan kali ini benar2 menjadi kenyataan buatku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu ketika, aku pernah meluahkan perasaan aku yang tidak mengharapkan sangat tentang hubungan kami, kerana aku pernah beberapa kali dikecewakan lelaki seusia dia. Ketika itu, dia memujuk aku supaya jangan menyamratakan semua orang begitu. Dia juga kata mungkin yang aku jumpa dulu2 buat aku kecewa tapi bukan semua akan berbuat begitu. Katanya lagi, jika ditakdirkan kami bersama, dia akan menjaga aku sebaik2nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang...buktikan lah kata2mu itu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-3083920202674250220?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/3083920202674250220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=3083920202674250220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/3083920202674250220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/3083920202674250220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/03/entah-jadi-entahkan-tidak.html' title='...entah jadi entahkan tidak'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-738650490528174164</id><published>2007-01-17T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:45:36.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....and it's all a new chapter again</title><content type='html'>so,  he turned out to be not a person i'm expecting..he can be a nice friend but as a partner...i guess not. Terlalu jauh perbezaan antara kami. Dia punya hidup yang amat jauh berlainan dari cara hidup aku. I can never really get myself in his lifestyle. It's just no me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put that aside, aku juga dalam masa yang sama skarang sedang mengenali seseorang yang lain. Dia seperti seorang yang amat caring. Sentiasa senang ber'sms' dengan aku. Setakat ini, aku amat menyenangi dia. Aku suka bila mendengar suaranya di telefon...macho..hehe. Tapi i'm taking it slow for now. Lagipun dia baru saja berpisah dan jarak umur kami amat jauh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....entahlah. Aku cuma mengharapkan yang lebih baik dr apa yang terjadi pada ku sebelum ini. Itu saja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-738650490528174164?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/738650490528174164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=738650490528174164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/738650490528174164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/738650490528174164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-its-all-new-chapter-again.html' title='....and it&apos;s all a new chapter again'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-8220156203292221705</id><published>2007-01-11T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:00:03.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....1st chapter</title><content type='html'>Ermmm..i dont really have anything new to add today, not really. But I'm kinda all excited about meeting a guy tonite. Hoping for it to go just well..:) Unlike what had happened on the weekend. Aku pergi jumpa this guy, we exchanged message in a website for once..and his replied was to meet inperson the next day. I thot, he might like me, though i did not really expect it, coz it was so sudden. Aku sure die tak really baca profile aku betul2. Tapi, aku masih pergi jumpa gak. True enough..memang aku bukan lah pilihan dia. Hampeh kan :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, harap2 malam ni ok la. ChaiYo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-8220156203292221705?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/8220156203292221705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=8220156203292221705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8220156203292221705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8220156203292221705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-chapter.html' title='....1st chapter'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-8469440849335908211</id><published>2007-01-04T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T14:29:02.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..the new beginning</title><content type='html'>Today is first day at office in the year 2007. Semua nya berjalan lancar so far. Well, actually nothing much changed. It is like just continue the daily job from last year. Not a total new beginning. Only, there are few office thingy that i need to complete super urgently since i took day off from office for almost 2weeks since X'mas...What a holiday, erh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my only resolution this year is to start it afresh..tak kira apa jua yang yang bakal aku temui, atau tempuhi. Biarlah peristiwa tahun lepas menjadi sekadar kenangan yang tak terlupakan..sekadar untuk direnung dan mencari formula untuk aku menjadi lebih baik, lebih matang untuk tahun 2007 ini. Walau aku tahu..365hari bukanlah satu tempoh yang panjang. Lebih2 lagi aku sekarang sering dibebani tugas harian di tempat kerja. Namun aku telah nekad untuk merubah hidup aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things i want to change for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paling utama, nak kena perbaik kewangan aku. Tak leh asyek boros jek.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nak cari side-income laa...hehehe. Aper2 kerja yg santai tp leh wat duit. Tak kesah ler sket pun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nak ambil aper2 course yg boleh upgrade my knowledge/skill..ermm...like language or handycrafts..or may be flower arrangement?? hehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To keep this journal going&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Whatever it is...to start with, i feel delighted in away sebab  a guy yang aku dok admire sesangat selama ni(secara diam la..) made a move, dia message aku. He has the features (physically) in a man that i want my guy to be..orang nya tinggi (at least lebih tinggi dr aku la..hehe), berbadan sedikit besar (bukan gemuk, tapi very cuddly), face feature yang menawan dan beberapa feature lain yg tak payah la aku sebut kat sini (..malu). Dan..in fact kitorang dah jumpa pun mlm tadi for dinner. Yes, he is almost a guy i wanna be with.TAPI...aku tak tahu if i should continue seeing him coz he's now with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, that was the main reason i didn't start my move. All along i knew he's with someone. Tapi kenapa? Kenapa dia cuba mendekati aku? Sekadar sebagai kawan? Aku tak tau kalau2 aku dpt mengekang persaan aku terhadap dia. Aku dah cukup lama suka kat dia. Aku takut aku akan mula ada persaan sayang pada dia kalau aku terlalu rapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahla...mungkin aku yang sengaja cari penyakit, atau aku saja yang tak serik2. Perlukah aku kecewa lagi di 2007? Aku sendiri tak bisa meneri apa2 jawaban. Perjalanan hidup aku ini untuk tahun ini baru bermula. Aku akan berusaha untuk menbuat yang terbaik. Semampu aku. Hanya DIA saja yang tahu penghujung nya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-8469440849335908211?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/8469440849335908211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=8469440849335908211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8469440849335908211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/8469440849335908211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-beginning.html' title='..the new beginning'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-7161467424038172702</id><published>2007-01-02T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:03:34.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'New Year" yang sepi</title><content type='html'>Last nite aku rasa a lil bored. Aku sensorang, dok kat rumah. After almost a week sorang kawan dr friendster paid me a visit, now i'm alone again. Actually die datang sini coz ada training kat tempat kerja baru die kat rawang. The training was supposed to last for 3weeks, tapi dek kerana dia tak suka kerja tu, dia quit. How daring. So, for the last 1week he spent his days at my place while waiting for the flight to his homestate. Ok gak, since aku pun ambik cuti, nak clear annual leave aku. So, boleh la aku bawak die jalan2 kat KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after he left yesterday, aku rasa bosan and lonely. Bukan takde kawan tapi..entahlah. Aku rasa aku perlukan seseorang. Seseorang yang lebih dari sekadar kawan. Seseorang yang 'special'. Yang aku boleh bermanja dan manjakan. Perlukah aku mencari cinta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencari CINTA?? camner tu? Adakah cinta bila kita terlalu mendambakannya? Kenapa cinta terlalu sukar hadir buatku. Sering kali aku tumpas dalam cinta. Terlalu banyak kekecewaan yang aku rasa. Kekadang aku rasa macam dah give up. Dah serik dengan semua ini.  Nak je kata 'enough is enough'. Tapi aku tau, itu tak mungkin. Aku masih perlukan 'DIA'. Dia..lelaki yang boleh terima aku seadanya. Lelaki yang akan berkongsi hidup, susah senang dengan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun, dengan sirna baru tahun 2007, aku masih berdoa aku akan bertemu dengan lelaki itu..lelaki aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ya ALLAH, berilah aku kekuatan.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-7161467424038172702?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/7161467424038172702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=7161467424038172702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7161467424038172702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/7161467424038172702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-yang-sepi.html' title='&apos;New Year&quot; yang sepi'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2870295684468955303.post-4510179275776035997</id><published>2006-12-23T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:48:43.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a blog....</title><content type='html'>Recently a friend of mine asked me if i do blog...i did, for awhile not long ago but put it off. She asks me to join this site and start again. After much deliberation, i finally started my own blog...yet, again :)&lt;br /&gt;Truth is..i've been reading a lots of others' blog..i'm enjoying it, i love it to a certain level...hehehe. A good blogger can really put life to its story. It's like you are with him, a shadow to him..wicked may be, but it's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;So..consider this as my 1st attempt at blogging..there will be flaws, (after all its been quite awhile i havent pen down anything about my life journeys lately)..but i will keep to minimum over times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2870295684468955303-4510179275776035997?l=mysoloact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/feeds/4510179275776035997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2870295684468955303&amp;postID=4510179275776035997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4510179275776035997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2870295684468955303/posts/default/4510179275776035997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoloact.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-in-blog.html' title='What&apos;s in a blog....'/><author><name>SOLOACT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08702826948983129780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
