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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMESX89fyp7ImA9WhRWGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282088715988284988</id><updated>2012-01-08T02:53:28.167+08:00</updated><category term="uncategorized" /><category term="sad" /><category term="pampering myself" /><category term="food" /><category term="thoughts" /><category term="blurr clouds" /><category term="family" /><category term="rants" /><category term="emo (wtf)" /><category term="anything in Bidayuh" /><category term="Lyrics" /><category term="what the....." /><category term="pink aura" /><category term="friends" /><title>Witchy Witch MadWitch</title><subtitle type="html">...when everything seems vague to me.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>MadWitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15770945060331054092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wERdBcgmhPg/TgzC2CBwiXI/AAAAAAAACFg/P78BBIWQ9zg/s220/DSC09652.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>392</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WitchyWitchMadwitch" /><feedburner:info uri="witchywitchmadwitch" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMESX8zfCp7ImA9WhRWGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282088715988284988.post-4085437459671778264</id><published>2012-01-08T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T02:53:28.184+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-08T02:53:28.184+08:00</app:edited><title>2012</title><content type="html">It's been long since my last post. Now it's 2012, looking forward to what's in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I know it's kinda late to talk about 2011, but fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let's see apa sudah jadi in 2011 for me:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Got pressie for my birthday from my colleagues.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Spent Valentine's Day (not that significant for me by then) with my ex, who were in the preparation for his big day.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I resigned from the sales job in Pullman, in April.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Jobless for 4 months. I was a maid in the house, kept everything in order. Found my passion for cooking, started with simple dishes. It's actually quite fun.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Finally got a call from IOM for an interview via Skype. Nerve-wrecking but I passed. Have to convinced Daddy. I succeed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Flew to KL on 14 August 2011. Stayed with my aunt in Bangsar for a week Did my medical check-up as required, and a lot of research for a room to rent.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Started work on 22 August 2011, stayed a week with Terence at his place in Damansara Heights. Since I was not familiar with the area yet, he sent and fetched me from work everyday. Really grateful for his effort sob sob...The stay with him was a natural one; I managed to ignite the itch to cook again, he taught me few simple dishes (my favorite would be the mushroom risotto).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Managed to find a room in a unit in Pandan Indah.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Countless drama with boyfie, including the one that gave me the (invisible) slap to my face. I was really at my wit's end.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Went out dinner with colleagues and bosses. I opted for a beer, so do our big boss....and oh boy it's the first time a guy poured a beer for me. That's what we call a courtesy! Sumore it was from my big boss.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Went to Skytrex and had a blast. I did both Big Thrill &amp;amp; Extreme course with success. I did not chickened out, y'all. I climbed 20 metre above the ground, or more than that I think. Did the flying fox with screams and slowly it became the most natural thing to me......no more screaming and just looked ahead of me, expressionless.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My sis came to KL for a shopping spree with her boyfie. It was fun and both of them are addicted to Bukit Bintang OMG....spent a night with them in the hotel. The next morning the room service boy who sent our breakfast must have thought we had a threesome coz he saw us still dressed in our supposedly pajamas, and three head pillows on the bed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My cousin died on the first day of Christmas. RIP bro.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ate damn a lot of durians. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Went clubbing with my cousins on the 28 Dec. Oh boy that was a major turn off. Even my bro and sis thought the same. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Spent NYE at home, watching Athena, Goddess of War. I refused to go out as I was feeling unwell.&lt;/li&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;That was it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-4085437459671778264?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I am so selfish. I am not a good girlfriend for him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And now he's leaving for Australia. He seems like ignoring me, completely. I did not mean to push him away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Steve Louis, I love you. Please come back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-5280946384133701811?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-8764062544423311841?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x9ZB50dfsjQ60XOJPtk_g0nrc2A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/x9ZB50dfsjQ60XOJPtk_g0nrc2A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WitchyWitchMadwitch/~4/qNQEzdI0zJ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default/6483041429448560517?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default/6483041429448560517?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WitchyWitchMadwitch/~3/qNQEzdI0zJ0/being-woman.html" title="Being a woman" /><author><name>MadWitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15770945060331054092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wERdBcgmhPg/TgzC2CBwiXI/AAAAAAAACFg/P78BBIWQ9zg/s220/DSC09652.JPG" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com/2011/11/being-woman.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYCQnczeip7ImA9WhdQGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282088715988284988.post-8918112100816637971</id><published>2011-08-20T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:29:23.982+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-20T23:29:23.982+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><title>Greek yoghurt</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VxzvL0meK3Q/Tk_OjAXO0WI/AAAAAAAACLU/7ZNJA26aH84/s1600/DSC09805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VxzvL0meK3Q/Tk_OjAXO0WI/AAAAAAAACLU/7ZNJA26aH84/s320/DSC09805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our loots has become 3 bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesh!! Went grocery shopping with Terence at Bangsar Village. I know, I know...today is Saturday, we have been charged RM0.10 for each bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-8918112100816637971?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Experience: great, 5-star treatment, efficient. I felt sorry for some staffs though because Manpower did not send me any GL or OL for me to prove myself that I'm a new staff. I met a medical officer in training (I dunno the correct term, forgive me) in the X-ray room and guess what, he's a Bidayuh from Kuching too! Hahaha we spoke Bidayuh all the time in there. He must be guessing from my name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjEY2aDD570/TkouftcKfEI/AAAAAAAACKw/BNLNydr92es/s1600/DSC09793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjEY2aDD570/TkouftcKfEI/AAAAAAAACKw/BNLNydr92es/s320/DSC09793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My lunch for today: fucking RM7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-5239690572928711429?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I bunk in with my aunt and her colleague in a small and old shop-lot apartment in Bangsar. Looked scary at first but it's pretty safe and very, i mean....VERY close to UOA Bangsar and the linked LRT station. I woke up pretty late today due to the exhaustion from not-really-walking here and there and brainstorming (after had sneak peek at some potential areas) with Ernest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The results so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nice, secure apartment/condo, affordable price but &lt;i&gt;troublesome&lt;/i&gt; to walk to the LRT station; &lt;b&gt;or&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Nice, secure apartment/condo, &lt;i&gt;mahal-nak-mampus&lt;/i&gt;-omg-expensive-I'm-gonna-die price but very convenient to the LRT station that you can sway your hips while walking wtf; &lt;b&gt;or&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Number 1 but only want Chinese female/male; &lt;b&gt;or&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Number 2 but still can't afford the room rent even I have to split it between myself and my boyfriend.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still looking, still!! It makes me nervous like hell wei...if everything seems OK, suddenly the question of "boyfriend" will pop out. Most of the room said MYOB, but yeah, the room prefers Chinese female....but my boyfriend how? (wtf my sentence sounds drunk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;K lah, need to go to sleep soon. Tomorrow gonna head to Tawakal Hospital for a medical check-up. Oh ya, need to glue my ass in KL Sentral again (nearest RHB Bank service branch) for your truly's hands &lt;i&gt;gatal gatal &lt;/i&gt;wanna check balance in account but she wrongly key-in the PIN. Fuck Winnie's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aaaahhhhhhh &lt;i&gt;siao oredi lo&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-9087624849659295756?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been facing this laptop screen more than anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pening...pening..... ahhhh~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-8135786809895420192?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The more I avoid it, the closer it becomes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-7863266025313044998?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/t0k-Snq9up_7rapfE9BgRL7v1ZM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/t0k-Snq9up_7rapfE9BgRL7v1ZM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WitchyWitchMadwitch/~4/BEs6rQguq9k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default/7863266025313044998?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default/7863266025313044998?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WitchyWitchMadwitch/~3/BEs6rQguq9k/shipwreck.html" title="Shipwreck" /><author><name>MadWitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15770945060331054092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wERdBcgmhPg/TgzC2CBwiXI/AAAAAAAACFg/P78BBIWQ9zg/s220/DSC09652.JPG" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com/2011/07/shipwreck.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QHRn0zfSp7ImA9WhdSFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282088715988284988.post-3206798903587948972</id><published>2011-07-26T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:28:57.385+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-26T00:28:57.385+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>Cake</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;25 July 2011 (technically yesterday) was my younger brother #1's birthday. As usual, just a small and humble celebration among us only and try not to make things difficult because he has a broken right shoulder to deal with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBhdQEx_yVQ/Ti2WecjWkvI/AAAAAAAACJA/toZ1-x4toUY/s400/DSC09767.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633324158715073266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's 19 this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-3206798903587948972?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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That was because on Saturday I went for the PTD exam and on Sunday I balik kampung (my mom's) to &lt;i&gt;man bijaro&lt;/i&gt;, that's Bidayuh for meal gathering. Piggy lazy, I woke up at 1130hrs straight to bathroom, ate the &lt;i&gt;tapau&lt;/i&gt;-ed &lt;i&gt;kolo mee goreng&lt;/i&gt; as my brunch and later went to al cheapo salon with youngest sister to get my head washed and massaged. Definitely NOT a wise choice. The water and shampoo dripped to my chest and my right arm. Pissed.  Reach home before 1400hrs but mom and dad sudah &lt;i&gt;jalan dulu&lt;/i&gt;. So we the sisters use another car to &lt;i&gt;balik kampung&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1G2ahqDyGg/TifPKvr0LkI/AAAAAAAACI4/Xerigvhy5kQ/s400/DSC09733.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631697642555977282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me drinking cooling coconut juice on a hot sunny day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Yk5c82GUo/TifPJx6-LBI/AAAAAAAACIw/LJZfl3rykFo/s400/DSC09736.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631697625976548370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pink tumbler  is coconut juice. Green is bucket full of beer and ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6bT08VUArng/TifPJkJAg-I/AAAAAAAACIo/hwAsSfzdTNM/s400/DSC09732.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631697622277325794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Daddy is starting the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-94gX3oQtwV4/TifPJNBxNxI/AAAAAAAACIg/nQf5c4rLS7g/s400/DSC09741.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631697616072947474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bak oyuok (pig's head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfUAQqmDHzk/TifPIy-S1XI/AAAAAAAACIY/BNRHUKEfzUQ/s400/DSC09737.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631697609079051634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pomelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-smtKn-KcYpY/TifOHiIPC2I/AAAAAAAACIQ/gOgYyKRJNmU/s400/DSC09740.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631696487865846626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mommy chopping the head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w48mpJfcweE/TifOHT5cMaI/AAAAAAAACII/OI8Ssr3uRKQ/s400/DSC09742.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631696484045697442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cousin sampled it first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5oE-76Fk_E/TifOGlQoc_I/AAAAAAAACIA/gdMJXbgs1eM/s400/DSC09749.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631696471526503410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yours truly an observer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1KwGJMNlMc/TifOGGGDLgI/AAAAAAAACH4/9OA1NYyO6Zw/s400/DSC09747.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631696463160618498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My niece, Qi-Qi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn0uH11oIjo/TifOFLMVXfI/AAAAAAAACHw/TrFRGUDYGj0/s400/DSC09751.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631696447349284338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Crispy, succulent meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MO9CmAf-q4/TifJla6Lh3I/AAAAAAAACHo/3AjDwBqOnfk/s400/DSC09754.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631691503765784434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Model oyuok panggang and Tsingtao beer (without contract)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xNczQDk014/TifJknd8t0I/AAAAAAAACHg/ZzAcvQiIIhs/s400/DSC09755.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631691489957164866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To add in the kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCAiY1L7STo/TifJkWJWuKI/AAAAAAAACHY/U3o-Rw0piz0/s400/DSC09758.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631691485307386018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Handsome nephew, Bradley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCrSt-GJGFc/TifJkPs5taI/AAAAAAAACHQ/PU8G-tVuIYY/s400/DSC09757.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631691483577431458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We can has picnic too (otto ogi geh picnic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTXUUtlqM-8/TifJjzjrHVI/AAAAAAAACHI/IMLkeWnegkE/s400/DSC09763.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631691476022533458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Steamed corn for dessert.&lt;/i&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/2282088715988284988-6107444758993314849?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Damn &lt;i&gt;malas&lt;/i&gt; to work my ass off. I &lt;i&gt;pinjam&lt;/i&gt; mommy's blouse and I wore my own MNG skinny pants. To finish up the look, black high heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQd97sftVfw/TiGJr5yP3GI/AAAAAAAACHA/jrDZEYmRk1k/s400/DSC09725.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629932396528786530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Camho in bro's room. I buttoned up one more to go to the exam, don't worry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The venue was at the end of the world, Politeknik Kuching.  Luckily Zateel showed me a straighter way to Politeknik and we made it in time. To sum up my experience on the exam, I copy-pasted my FB wall post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;1) General Malaysia knowledge: tersengih-sengih, tapi kat dalam hati menangis.&lt;br /&gt;2) Maths: wtf where's the answer?! mau koyak kertas.&lt;br /&gt;3) Comprehension: *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;4) BM essay: "ngenjen" with naked truth.&lt;br /&gt;5) English essay: that's what I'm talking 'bout, sucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For your information, &lt;i&gt;"ngenjen"&lt;/i&gt; is a word from Sarawakian Malay dialect for urrrmm...... "talk cock". I can't find the exact word to match the meaning but I thinks that is the closest. General Malaysia knowledge mostly based on what's happening in Malaysia lately as well as a bit here and there of global knowledge. Maths was......they are damn easy, but 45mins for 40 questions was so tricky. A lot of my friends said the answer was neither A, B, C nor D. Needless to say, not even close to your calculation and you are very sure your steps are correct. The complicated diagrams and tables were there to distract your mind from finding the core question. That's why I wrote there I wanted to &lt;i&gt;koyak kertas&lt;/i&gt; (tear up those papers). By the way, no calculators allowed. All you need is your brain. Rusty brain. Comprehension consists of 2 BM excerpts and 2 English excerpts and 20 objective questions. I can say it was a smooth ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, came the BM essay: 3 questions, choose 1. Time given was 1 hour, between 200-500 words. Since the first section of the test, my stomach was growling like mad &lt;i&gt;wei&lt;/i&gt;..... I bet those around me could hear. I finished my BM essay 15 minutes before 1330hrs. I drove out of the compound to the nearest grocery store to grab some food (a soy bean milk and butter bun).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last paper was English essay. Like the previous one, I finished early before I write too long with so many points and don't know how to stop. Zateel and I thought of having some celebratory meal at KFC Matang Jaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bckIZrq0LE/TiGJr7Ox3cI/AAAAAAAACG4/HzEd491UwkM/s400/DSC09729.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629932396916891074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Date with Colonel Sanders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cn3yspvw8-E/TiGI7FqxtjI/AAAAAAAACGg/6o1O3rDyctk/s400/DSC09728.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629931557905086002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Snack plates and Zateel's hand, counting money like Ah Long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so tired, I drove home with sleepy-ness on my face and watched Harimau Malaya versus Liverpool FC. Liverpool won. Pretty interesting match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-4569436892811865198?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Everybody else does, I'm sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am currently using my mom's lappie to surf the Internet, and do some article editing too. So, of course I will be connected to my Facebook, MSN &amp;amp; YM. Here's the problem: this lappie comes with a webcam. Most of the time I don't use it in any means, I am not a webcam person. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, In the past I turn it on to live chat with besties only. To do some stupid facial expressions or just to show how pretty/ugly we have become. Then comes the boyfriend. Fine, a regular because he's in KL, while I'm in Kuching. Those in my MSN &amp;amp; YM, there's a category I created as "From Facebook" and some of them keep on asking me to turn on the cam which I can politely decline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When they get overboard, I decided to turn off the thing completely, make it invisible. Still keep on asking. Like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X: Hi, good morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: Hi, morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X: Cam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X: Why? I want to see your face ma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: I don't feel like showing my face, nor my hands, nor my head, nor my toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X: Aiya...for a while ma, can la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: NO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....or, if they were "lucky" enough, they will get this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X: Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: Ya, NO WEBCAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....or even worse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;X: Cam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: Fuck off!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my boyfriend :( but at the same time, I'm angry too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-6976613288964481139?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was sitting in my bro's room Facebook-ing and looking for jobs online when suddenly my cousin, Lala called me and her voice was like....ecstatic. She and another cousin, Eddie wanted to drag me out for a night in the club. Without further explanation, the line was cut off and it signaled me to get ready as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By 2230hrs, Eddie parked in front of the porch and I rushed out with half-done strap high heels. To my surprise, Lala's bro, Mike and Eddie's friend (I dunno his name until now) joined the night. I'm the oldest among all =.=" Eddie knows where exactly those &lt;i&gt;hantu biru built their temporary temples&lt;/i&gt; so he chose one very old way to Kuching, it may take long but he's a fast driver. Al-maklumlah, nya ya Cub Prix racer bah~~ko baginya bulldozer pun nya dapat mbak race juak....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the way, our cousin from Bintulu suddenly called Mike's mobile and yelled "Cilaka, kitak orang gi clubbing sik mbak aku?!" (You guys are going clubbing without me?!). Sorry cuz, you are too far away. Come in July and we go together la.....with the condition of you must "open table". Anyway, Eddie brought us to Paragon X3 and that means it was my second time there. Lala was a first-timer to club and hey hey! Another cousin of mine (from mommy's side), Cliff were there too but he was with his friends on the ground floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pictures below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-agXu2yngBCk/TgbqbXaPoJI/AAAAAAAACFY/JwyjuSIPsEQ/s400/DSC09665.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622438940680102034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lala &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4Ap9oxBwj0/TgbqbNsyL0I/AAAAAAAACFQ/0x102sOzWN4/s400/DSC09666.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622438938073509698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eddie &amp;amp; I. His baby-face has gone, now more like a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tUDuOvuvzzA/Tgbqa0GBIhI/AAAAAAAACFI/ZydV-xAzslY/s400/DSC09667.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622438931200025106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lala &amp;amp; Eddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjSdp7PIo9Q/TgbqadAJ2_I/AAAAAAAACE4/zF0lxWynmmo/s400/DSC09672.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622438925001415666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCMCMfsYzoE/TgYfuVs7aWI/AAAAAAAACEw/Cdo_vwySTgI/s400/DSC09673.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622216065778674018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yours truly punya rambut roboh because of vigorous movements while dancing =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qOLE1WFLnk/TgYfuHOXg7I/AAAAAAAACEo/wVBGQJndBkY/s400/DSC09674.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622216061892395954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lala, Eddie &amp;amp; Eddie's friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CeCNt88T7U/TgYfuEgqm2I/AAAAAAAACEg/-U8lExcgMHw/s400/DSC09676.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622216061163838306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mike and his friend, Mel who took a table on the ground floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IdOHXNOn7xE/TgYft7IODqI/AAAAAAAACEY/zqzhMhJfzO4/s400/DSC09677.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622216058645384866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Move ya body.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZ9Ol9VpzjA/TgYft5DBsDI/AAAAAAAACEQ/LShJE_x-exk/s400/DSC09678.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622216058086731826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Still sober&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We moved our arses out of the club at nearly 0300hrs. We made a detour to Eddie's family second home in Gita Jaya so that we could rest for a while until past 0400hrs. That's when hantu biru would close temple (according to Eddie la...). Hahaha....he was wrong. He had to "berpantun" with hantu biru and luckily he was sane enough to drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I arrived home at 0515hrs, bathed, blow-dried my hair, edited &amp;amp; uploaded pictures to Facebook and it was already 0630hrs. I felt my legs started to ache and just hit the sack. Woke up at 1500hrs, sungguh produktif saya ini.&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/2282088715988284988-8524564173941615262?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I just need a way to get out and do some retail therapy. I swear I did not buy anything, really, not a single thing.  My task is just to drive them and help my cousin to choose an outfit &lt;i&gt;*bangga* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I am a stylist now? Hehehehehe&lt;i&gt; *perasan*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, it's been so long since my prime time of being a vain pot with my love, Carynn. I would like to jump-start that habit slowly:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CY_rzyCFrVs/TgM4xzmybWI/AAAAAAAACEI/9XmQrw5S9es/s400/DSC09651.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399188206153058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Outfit of the day. Siapa pula turn the flash mode on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lQavaRGyMbM/TgM4xqqPfwI/AAAAAAAACEA/qJ0wsRPJjyg/s400/DSC09652.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399185804721922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Second take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There you go. Floral lace top, black cardigan, dark blue short pants (totally hidden here), black handbag with long chain strap and brown flip flop(?). Boyfriend is worried because he thought that I did not wear any pants. Like, just my panties =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, I lined my bottom eye-line with pencil, which I never done before. Would like to see the effect. Actually, I wanted to achieve smaller eyes and the eye makeup that I want is Ga-in's of Brown Eyed Girls in the MV of Abracadabra. For few seconds, I looked like a bomoh. And it smeared easily. I wonder is it the pencil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfnksr_SQaM/TgM4xqWJGBI/AAAAAAAACD4/5Wwj4qu3W0w/s400/DSC09657.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399185720416274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cousin try to master the art of camwhoring in the fitting room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TIfAVg1LIyU/TgM4xRfSnSI/AAAAAAAACDw/4Ze-pw5lRP8/s400/DSC09662.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399179047902498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pumpkins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My favourite section in the supermarket has to be vegetables and frozen food. Vege section has mirrors and I went crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eF__ZAVoYhE/TgM4xJovtdI/AAAAAAAACDo/U6M2IJQ1SY8/s400/DSC09663.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621399176940074450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry for the peek-a-boo bra &amp;amp; bad skin :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I noticed that I always tilt my head sideways when doing this shot, or a blowfish cheeks or the combos of two. Yeah, I have bad skin lately. Seriously bad. Zits pop out whenever they want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I &amp;lt;3 to play dress up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-7115818205520650659?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Whole family was invited but my brother chose not to go because he knew that we're gonna be long and crazy. I have not met Laurina for a couple of years. I was absent for her engagement ceremony last year and she really really really wanted me to be there for her wedding. However my mom just left me at home and I did not have the idea that they were going to St. Joseph Cathedral to witness the matrimony. She was looking for me at the church but mom assured her that I will be attending the reception in the evening at Grand Margherita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Laurina was the one who helped me a lot during my first year in UPM (that time she was already in her final year). She visited me in college, made sure I know my way around and sometimes when I had nothing to do, instead of going gaga doing entah apa benda outside, I went to her place and hang out with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Now, below are the pictures from the reception:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB9wJXzfRqo/Tfj1K45PpKI/AAAAAAAACC4/0zJ7S4UWSOg/s400/DSC09614.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618510102564676770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Just one-third of the female cousins. Standing from left: Rosesotia (strict teacher), Judia (a police mom with 3 ganas daughters) and Rosemaria (government officer, don't debate with her during working hours). The little boy there is Rosemaria's only son, Dimas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKNq6krVdkc/Tfj07p4PFsI/AAAAAAAACCw/cJBH0gjLX2c/s400/DSC09617.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618509840835876546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimas, very innocent looking and super good boy. Last time, he dislike anyone to be near him except his mom. Now, shy no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRg0g1Fr1RQ/TfjzXOh0LiI/AAAAAAAACCo/nR8ozMqoI4o/s400/DSC09621.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618508115507162658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My youngest brother, Uwe (ooh-weeeee~~~).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnrpqbB7crs/Tfjxx9AFJTI/AAAAAAAACCg/3edaPXKsmEU/s400/DSC09624.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618506375635477810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;March-in. I couldn't get any closer :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUW5L3RRfiU/TfjxxVQkIeI/AAAAAAAACCY/KPTQ3HuVsoo/s400/DSC09625.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618506364967199202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Appetizer. This is the only food picture I took.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sz8kwilxSYQ/TfjxZppPx9I/AAAAAAAACCQ/045lDRImhoU/s400/DSC09626.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618505958122571730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eric &amp;amp; Laurina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DK1WHjQKTXw/TfjwqSFHRFI/AAAAAAAACCA/yr_HopsrNHg/s400/DSC09629.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618505144343151698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Beer is a must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PhSTF45AD5A/Tfjvx3_YhEI/AAAAAAAACB4/8spc8b4R5Fs/s400/DSC09630.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504175267120194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mom, dad &amp;amp; youngest bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUcnyeJxig8/TfjvQ9Zhy8I/AAAAAAAACBw/GkNAgaTZEvc/s400/DSC09636.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618503609783274434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;My cousin and once-the-baby-sitter for me and Amanda is Judia. That night she seems to be overjoyed and drank whatever alcoholic drinks she can get. I said she is drunk and she denied that. When she is drunk, my dad and her can be the most outrageous person with silly yet logic jokes. For instance, you know the song "Soldier of Fortune" by Deep Purple? That's my all time favourite by the way. The happy drunkard version for this song is "Soldier Main Mercun", my dad has the lyrics. To add on the craziness, Judia sang her own version of "We Are The Champion" by Queen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We ayam champion, my friend... and we will cock fighting till the end..." &lt;/i&gt;o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYPSfj2Lxhk/TfjusU80aHI/AAAAAAAACBo/_upPBix65O8/s400/DSC09639.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618502980450150514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Ms Steffi Dominic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n43k8vmXVos/TfjusMTYHWI/AAAAAAAACBg/33OdoJo-8M8/s400/DSC09644.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618502978128846178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Champagne fountain and the start of the toasting ceremony. I have the video, quite long because we did it in three (3) languages and some moral education in between. We made it in Bidayuh, Lun Bawang and the most common one: Chinese. However, yours truly is a total noob and dunno how to do editing. It's a 5:45min long video. Uploading it here looks like forever even after an hour, still 6%. Uploading in Facebook lagi senang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Then, it's time for the fun. Mejeng!! My sister (Amanda) started with 2 of my cousins first, then somebody just simply pull anybody to the dance floor. It's a bit rude to decline. However, it does not need high skills to join in the fun. Just groove to the music and you are the superstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soeJc-ROOPo/TfjuTZSpJ3I/AAAAAAAACBY/jDouVvabKV8/s400/DSC09650.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618502552118699890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I was actually wanted to take the picture of them dancing but I got immediately kena tarik by my cousin to join in. Sempat jugak ambil ini gambar. Not long after that, my camera died on me. FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's it. My boring life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is sooooooo not related:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dr. Chong!! You came to Kuching for CoS as a delegate and you did not even buzz me?! Hate chu!! Kidding la, I know that kind of event have packed schedule. Some more in &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; hotel!! But still......haiz~~&lt;/b&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/2282088715988284988-6215490438762378426?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nVfddc-Z-jb-LPzwqjcDEZ7UCd4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nVfddc-Z-jb-LPzwqjcDEZ7UCd4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/WitchyWitchMadwitch/~4/Lyng_SNGCFo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7560399860392402340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282088715988284988&amp;postID=7560399860392402340&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default/7560399860392402340?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282088715988284988/posts/default/7560399860392402340?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WitchyWitchMadwitch/~3/Lyng_SNGCFo/this-can-be-sexier.html" title="This can be sexier..." /><author><name>MadWitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15770945060331054092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wERdBcgmhPg/TgzC2CBwiXI/AAAAAAAACFg/P78BBIWQ9zg/s220/DSC09652.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NFgNLoKpsCM/Tc5dxVYsd5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/gKGmliH5zCw/s72-c/DSC09529.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-can-be-sexier.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEEQng4eip7ImA9WhZWEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282088715988284988.post-1090972146411078750</id><published>2011-05-11T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T02:36:43.632+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-11T02:36:43.632+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sad" /><title>Broken Angel</title><content type="html">Let the MV below tells my mind:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pksUqZ9GC8Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Come and save me before I fall apart..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282088715988284988-1090972146411078750?l=madwitchgonecrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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