<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6241597</id><updated>2024-03-07T18:04:39.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>banyak bosan leh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-114195411432435919</id><published>2006-03-09T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:28:34.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little something</title><summary type="text">was sitting at my desk yesterday and a colleague of mine comes with a bunch of roses.  &#39;take one, a little something to brighten your day&#39; he said.  I was very surprised.  I picked one and thanked him.  I had thought that someone had given him a bunch of roses for some reason of other and he decided to distribute it among the girls.  that actually happened a few times at my workplace.  it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/114195411432435919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/114195411432435919?isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/114195411432435919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/114195411432435919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-something.html' title='a little something'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-114073327029539823</id><published>2006-02-23T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:23:21.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>olympics</title><summary type="text">olympics olympics olympics!! such a waste of time I tell ya!! you think you can just keep the tv on in the background and do something more fruitful with your time right? wrong!!! this does not happen with the olympics. you get sucked in!! watching skiier after skiier come down that stupid slalom course. watching stupid bobsleds slide down one after another. is this actually entertaining? mildly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/114073327029539823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/114073327029539823?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/114073327029539823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/114073327029539823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/02/olympics.html' title='olympics'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113971931995037533</id><published>2006-02-13T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:57:23.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>michelle kwan</title><summary type="text">so the winter olympics is here. do you get excited when the olympics comes around? there really is magic around the olympics. resulting in hours wasted in front of the tv. the drama. the pressure.but this olympics, the talk has been on michelle kwan. the darling on the ice. I&#39;ve watched all her olympic skates. unfortunately although she is such a beauty to watch on ice, the jumps have always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113971931995037533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113971931995037533?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113971931995037533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113971931995037533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/02/michelle-kwan.html' title='michelle kwan'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113901188083825519</id><published>2006-02-04T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:44:22.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>am I chinese?</title><summary type="text">so here I was minding my own business. and a chinaman asks me if I am chinese. yes, he is a chinaman. no I don&#39;t usually call them chinamen but this one was asking for it. people from mainland china always feel the to urge to chat up chinese looking people. maybe they like talking to their own kind. anyway, back to the chinaman. &#39;are you chinese?&#39; he asks. different from the usual &#39;you chinese?&#39; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113901188083825519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113901188083825519?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113901188083825519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113901188083825519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/02/am-i-chinese.html' title='am I chinese?'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113701104864904911</id><published>2006-01-20T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T16:28:49.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the taste of chicken</title><summary type="text">chicken. do you love chicken? I love fried chicken wings, deep fried breaded chicken drumsticks, spicy chicken vindaloo, juicy chicken curry, tender chicken tandori, ayam masak merah and on and on and on. I actually like the taste of pork better. darn the trichinosis! anyway, before I sound like a meat craving freak, what led me here is this post on how chicken tastes different here. supposedly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113701104864904911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113701104864904911?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113701104864904911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113701104864904911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/01/taste-of-chicken.html' title='the taste of chicken'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113692137781082278</id><published>2006-01-10T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:51:01.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>memoirs of a geisha</title><summary type="text">watched sayuri not too long ago. I know next to nothing about geishas. supposedly the real geishas are enveloped in secrecy. one has to be introduced into the world of geisha. outsiders can only ponder from afar. hence, I have nothing to say about the portrayal of geishas in the movie. geishas are supposed to be artists and are themselves an artform and by no means are they courtesans. that is my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113692137781082278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113692137781082278?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113692137781082278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113692137781082278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/01/memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='memoirs of a geisha'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113684292627977947</id><published>2006-01-09T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:52:45.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>damn spammers</title><summary type="text">it&#39;s the new year and I&#39;m already cranky. thanks to one damned spammer. this damned prick came back 11 times in the past 2 months. repeatedly spamming the same 3 posts. so, in all probability, it must be a bot. so this ass runs a bot to publicize their ass of a website? sure, running a bot is no sweat. no effort required. and since blogger does not support ip blacklist, they are free to troll the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113684292627977947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113684292627977947?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113684292627977947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113684292627977947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2006/01/damn-spammers.html' title='damn spammers'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113518884592182937</id><published>2005-12-21T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T16:52:45.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><summary type="text">christmas is coming. it&#39;s this sunday!! this sunday!! don&#39;t feel christmassy at all. why why why? the christmas tree is already up. the snow hasn&#39;t melted, though it&#39;s supposed to rain on christmas. bleah! haven&#39;t listened to the radio much although I have heard that last christmas song too many times already. what does gm think when he hears it every christmas? is he proud of this song that will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113518884592182937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113518884592182937?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113518884592182937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113518884592182937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113259785231626209</id><published>2005-12-16T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T16:17:54.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>anwar</title><summary type="text">DS Anwar Ibrahim. I was surprised when I found out that he was/is a visiting fellow/prof here in the states. first at johns hopkins. then in georgetown.I remember anwar from when I was in primary school. he spoke at the esplanade. this little kid was very impressed. anwar was a very charismatic speaker. known around the world. he was elected president of unesco&#39;s general conference in 1991. was a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113259785231626209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113259785231626209?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113259785231626209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113259785231626209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/12/anwar.html' title='anwar'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113459968726199959</id><published>2005-12-15T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T17:01:17.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>linz to the finish!</title><summary type="text">so the linz family won. I was rooting more for the bransens in the end. but I guess it&#39;s all fair since the linzes still have their backpacks while the other 2 teams are carrying plastic bags. somehow, curling doesn&#39;t look so hard. heh! but that bata shoe museum was surprising. not just because it sounds so ridiculous. trying to find 2 women out of 200?? at least that&#39;s what I understood from the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113459968726199959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113459968726199959?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113459968726199959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113459968726199959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/12/linz-to-finish.html' title='linz to the finish!'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113407588489134498</id><published>2005-12-08T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T16:35:33.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>frickin&#39; freezin&#39;</title><summary type="text">it&#39;s frickin&#39; freezin&#39;. snow is pretty - whee!! it&#39;s too dastardly cold - bleah!! the house feels so cozy - whee!! my hands are raw and chapped - bleah!!winter. it&#39;s romantic. when it snows it&#39;s so peaceful. so pretty. so serene. so right for christmas. soft flakes floating down. huge flakes whirling round and round. every little branch is coated. and if the conditions are right, the snow melts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113407588489134498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113407588489134498?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113407588489134498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113407588489134498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/12/frickin-freezin.html' title='frickin&#39; freezin&#39;'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113259781865189205</id><published>2005-12-02T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T10:05:11.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the flamers!</title><summary type="text">hrmm.. so now daphne&#39;s gone as well. gone private that is. time to scratch that link off the sidebar. first blog I followed that has gone under. all her flamers calling her a fake! it was quite funny to watch.&#39;you&#39;re not that rich!&#39;&#39;we&#39;re the real rich ones!&#39;&#39;us the real rich scoff at you the fake rich!&#39;why do they bother??? is daphne rich? I don&#39;t know. most rich foreign students drive beamers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113259781865189205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113259781865189205?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113259781865189205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113259781865189205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-flamers.html' title='oh the flamers!'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113225292815316068</id><published>2005-11-17T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:51:12.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blogosphere gossip</title><summary type="text">hohoho. the blogosphere can be so entertaining. except when you&#39;re bearing the brunt of it. poor dawn. so much hoo hah until she became #1 on technorati. ish! from what I&#39;ve gathered, she probably told a few white lies, brag sikit, and now bagi orang taruh teruk teruk. how not to pity her? the poor girl is pretty. not drop dead gorgeous but pretty lah. so what if she&#39;s plastic? she definitely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113225292815316068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113225292815316068?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113225292815316068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113225292815316068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/11/blogosphere-gossip.html' title='blogosphere gossip'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113114242561490699</id><published>2005-11-16T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:02:20.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>immigrants</title><summary type="text">riots in france. I suppose it was bound to happen. with the reported widespread discrimination. but even without such outright discrimination, there is discontent among immigrants in other EU countries. even without blatant discrimination, being the minority can be difficult. I suppose the 1st generation immigrants understand what they are giving up. they chose to go to a different country and be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113114242561490699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113114242561490699?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113114242561490699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113114242561490699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/11/immigrants.html' title='immigrants'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113105895866210093</id><published>2005-11-05T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:20:39.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where is my ice?</title><summary type="text">hurricane wilma is long gone. not so the woes she left behind. it really has been a tough year. watching the whining plastered on tv shortly after wilma came through made it even worse. the long lines for water and supplies. people complaining about how they were beyond disappointment. how they don&#39;t understand why the government still can&#39;t get it right. so wilma has just come and gone. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113105895866210093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113105895866210093?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113105895866210093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113105895866210093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-is-my-ice.html' title='where is my ice?'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112792120702605521</id><published>2005-11-02T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:15:03.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing race</title><summary type="text">amazing race!! my fave tv show. why? no, it&#39;s not because I&#39;m a phil fan-girl. he&#39;s not bad tho. but I like the anderson cooper type better. anyway, it&#39;s because I love catfights and telling the people on tv how stupid they are. doesn&#39;t matter if they can&#39;t hear me. doesn&#39;t stop me from ranting and raving at the top of my voice. just like how I scream and yell when watching football on tv. anyway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112792120702605521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112792120702605521?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112792120702605521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112792120702605521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/11/amazing-race.html' title='amazing race'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-113035409713981337</id><published>2005-10-26T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:24:28.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vind*ctive</title><summary type="text">the princess has lost her sponsors. no more nice nails and no more nice hair. for free that is. anyway, the blogosphere is all stirred up again. it can&#39;t be easy to get endorsements if you&#39;re going to be outspoken and politically incorrect in singapore. this is not the US of A we&#39;re talking about. funny thing is that both the voxy and kimage endorsements are fresh deals and they should be well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/113035409713981337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/113035409713981337?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113035409713981337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/113035409713981337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/10/vindctive.html' title='vind*ctive'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112993277909921580</id><published>2005-10-21T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T18:12:59.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>datin seri endon</title><summary type="text">was clicking through the tribute articles earlier.  I found myself tearing.  I don&#39;t know why I become sentimental over such things.  I&#39;m one of those who wear baseball caps to sad movies to hide my swollen eyes.  I left malaysia long before pak lah came into power.  I know next to nothing about the late datin seri.  it is only after her death that I learn a few tidbits about the woman she was.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112993277909921580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112993277909921580?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112993277909921580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112993277909921580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/10/datin-seri-endon.html' title='datin seri endon'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112958279216910185</id><published>2005-10-18T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T15:02:53.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>handicapped restrooms</title><summary type="text">clicked on mini&#39;s site and realized that something was up again. seriously if you want to know the dramas of the blogosphere, that is the place to go. so xx is sparking controversy with her handicapped restrooms post. I take it for what it is, another xx post in the usual xx style. mini was chastising xx in her - I told you already, listen to wise old me - way. and then came the torrent of wtf, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112958279216910185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112958279216910185?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112958279216910185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112958279216910185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/10/handicapped-restrooms.html' title='handicapped restrooms'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112792119660257270</id><published>2005-10-14T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:07:40.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 million dollars</title><summary type="text">1 million US dollars. is that a lot of money? it depends. malaysia donated 1 million to the red cross for katrina. of course it is very much needed. being that katrina will cost over 200 billion when all is said and done. but let us look at malaysia. #61 in the human development index. united states has a hdi rank of 10. malaysia has a foreign debt of 48.6 billion. life is good in malaysia, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112792119660257270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112792119660257270?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112792119660257270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112792119660257270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/10/1-million-dollars.html' title='1 million dollars'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112913983148483335</id><published>2005-10-12T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:58:18.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mopey weather</title><summary type="text">been wearing sweaters for a week now.  *weeps*  I actually like fall.  crisp cool weather.  wearing light jackets so I have pockets to put my cellphone and crap.  my jeans pockets are not really usable!  can hardly fit into my pocket and then there is that unsightly bulge.  only keys stay in my pockets.  but it has also been raining and gloomy for a week.  rain rain rain.  walking in the rain.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112913983148483335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112913983148483335?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112913983148483335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112913983148483335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/10/mopey-weather.html' title='mopey weather'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112843643874552461</id><published>2005-10-05T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T16:45:36.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>some places are meant for eating!</title><summary type="text">saw this on the msn homepage the other day. looks like this is a common occurence! I was having my doughnut and coffee and noticed a lady fussing over her baby on a table not too far away. we were at a food court in the middle of a mall. I was a little confused but then realized that she was changing her baby&#39;s diaper on top of a food court table. **&amp;amp;$*#;^%$*&amp;amp;!#!!! the food court is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112843643874552461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112843643874552461?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112843643874552461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112843643874552461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-places-are-meant-for-eating.html' title='some places are meant for eating!'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112801364163610523</id><published>2005-09-30T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:46:53.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rude drivers</title><summary type="text">rude drivers lack emotional control. no shit! rude~emotional outburst~no emotional control. or maybe, rude~uncouth~improper upbringing. obviously those insane drivers have problems. obviously they are not in a zen-like state. you can see it in the body language. the scowls, stares, bending over the wheel. sure these people have problems with their emotions. but I doubt that is the root of it all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112801364163610523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112801364163610523?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112801364163610523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112801364163610523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/09/rude-drivers.html' title='rude drivers'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112792694668454219</id><published>2005-09-28T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:26:25.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rude bastard</title><summary type="text">hmph!  what a f**** retard of a co-worker.  f**** asshole.  this is not the first time, and by no means the last time.  that piece of turd lacks basic etiquette.  I just don&#39;t understand how rude some people can be.  interrupting people while they are in the middle of speaking.  I&#39;m not talking about interjecting during a group discussion. I&#39;m talking about some prick interrupting an ongoing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112792694668454219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112792694668454219?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112792694668454219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112792694668454219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/09/rude-bastard.html' title='rude bastard'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241597.post-112748248087617107</id><published>2005-09-23T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:40:24.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>prominent blogger</title><summary type="text">a prominent blogger blew her top at another not so prominent blogger the other day. well, this prominent blogger is well known for ranting and raving. step on her toes and she&#39;ll make sure everyone knows about it. she has taken on the big ones with satirical stories. the pinky story was a riot! she definitely has a knack for writing satire.I thought pinky&#39;s account of kl was truthful albeit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/feeds/112748248087617107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6241597/112748248087617107?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112748248087617107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241597/posts/default/112748248087617107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s3ri.blogspot.com/2005/09/prominent-blogger.html' title='prominent blogger'/><author><name>Seri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09369575038545534160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/1011/640/kuro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>