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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm flying back home tomorrow for a week for few meetings &amp;amp; of course visiting my family and friends. It's like killing two birds with one stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, a lot has changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put aside me trying to adapt to the standard of living here in Dubai, everything else is working out well for me. Back in Kuala Lumpur, I can enjoy McD at less than RM10 but here, it costed me RM30. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've not been blogging much because to put simply, I just don't know what to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm not keen on blogging about Malaysian politics. Natural disasters occurs every now and then. Moved to a new apartment. I broke up. We're still good friends. I got a new boyfriend (soul mate). His name is Ash. Still don't have UAE driving license. The fee &amp;amp; the course is like getting a doctor's degree here (yes, fucking expensive). Food, mostly Indians. Even the Chinese food taste like Indian food. Fast food outlet, mushrooms !! I lost weight. I don't know how to cook so most days I only ate Arabic bread with curry or spicy sardines or instant noodles or half boiled eggs. It's getting hot now because summer had jut started. Too many shits here too in Dubai. Like rape, accidents. Some good things too like those food festivals, the 1 month millionaire lottery thing (mostly Indians &amp;amp; locals winning it though), meeting FC friends and other stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work wise, Alhamdulillah. Wish me luck in getting this 2 orders from Oman &amp;amp; Egypt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I can't wait to fly back home. I miss my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-526178093345001005?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2010/03/114-days-in-dubai.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-8349481034807843619</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 08:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-24T16:23:57.796+08:00</atom:updated><title>I am now an expatriate, working &amp; living in Dubai</title><description>Never thought myself would be one. An expatriate, of course.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the narcissistic side of me, made me moved out from Malaysia. So, when the offer came, I took it without any hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ideally, Malaysia is still a nice place to stay but I still got lots of years in me. I can't be bound to just one place &amp;amp; stay there for the rest of my life. Perhaps, maybe, when I grew tired of travelling &amp;amp; living abroad, I'll come back to Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I will be here, in Dubai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-8349481034807843619?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-now-expatriate-working-living-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-3747867898372970885</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T23:17:33.834+08:00</atom:updated><title>Past</title><description>Something that shouldn't be remembered or digged out from that Pandora box of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never good at handling my past. Never was &amp;amp; never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark path that I have chosen now is my light now. Because, the past has never been bright for me, till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cling on my past, means suicidal. To keep until it dwells, sore &amp;amp; painful even more, means suicidal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what choice do I have besides digging them out. To look at the past, to remember the past, to talk about the past, was never an easy thing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes lots of courage, confidence and trustworthy self to starts digging in it. Painful it may be, but I have to. I have to do it, in order to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, that's another difficult task. Hating is so easy and forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone is not. I doubt myself in ever loving someone else, truthfully, faithfully, wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder will it take me longer to realize that I need love in this current &amp;amp; future life, because I know my past is not letting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live by this principal &amp;amp; I stand by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless You've Lived My Life&lt;br /&gt;Don't Judge Me Because You Don't Know&lt;br /&gt;Never Have &amp;amp; Never Will Know&lt;br /&gt;Every Little Things &amp;amp; Details About Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-3747867898372970885?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2009/07/past.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-4043003808875450236</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 08:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-07T16:23:26.970+08:00</atom:updated><title>You Won't See Me Cry</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is so unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought I won't fall in love, ever again. But, I did. And, even it's just for a brief moment, I know it's for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow, I can only keep it to myself. No matter how, no matter how badly I want that someone to be with me, I know I can't be greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coz I believe, everything will fall into places when the times comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and So, I pray, for that someone to be with me here, again. Even, just for a brief moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/Images"&gt;&lt;img alt="layouts myspace" src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/57/266057/Emo-Graphics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/Images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You Won't See Me Cry by Sue Medley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The lights are on as a dawn breaks, I haven't slept at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;all, my watch stopped a week ago that's when I got the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;call. He said ‘I'm sorry you've got to believe me' He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;could have been the one. The devils been knocking at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my door he keeps me on the run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm alright I'm alright don't worry I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm alright I'm alright; I do it all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So you won't see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I saw your face in a down town crowd. I've seen you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;everywhere. Sometimes in the strangest places. I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;help stop and stare, this might sound crazy, but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;remind me of someone I did love. Excuse me it's my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;mistake I think I've said enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm alright I'm alright don't worry I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm alright I'm alright, I do it all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So you won't see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I won't scream and I won't call you, never know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;far I've fallen, I won't loose my faith, I know I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;still believe in something. You won't see me pound the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;walls or curse the gods above. Because I still believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;in angels and I still believe in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And these times when shared mark some kind of ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The scarecrow in our backyard is laughing in the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm stuck again trying to depend on lonely days gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You won't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm alright I'm alright don't worry I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm alright I'm alright, I do it all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So you won't see me cry  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-4043003808875450236?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-wont-see-me-cry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-1863708487403122199</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-19T20:56:11.053+08:00</atom:updated><title>May God Bless Us All</title><description>May God Bless Us All.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-1863708487403122199?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2008/12/may-god-bless-us-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-2573933539821907083</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-15T20:34:02.581+08:00</atom:updated><title>I don't believe in L.O.V.E. ... anymore</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SKV3o0S6W8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/hqS0frDsXEw/s1600-h/n668461960_1137062_8592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SKV3o0S6W8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/hqS0frDsXEw/s400/n668461960_1137062_8592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234721685004508098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   L.O.V.E. is overrated.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. is only a wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. is only confusing.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. is merely a word with no meaningful believe.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. puts you into crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. blinds you.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. makes you a hater.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. puts you into tears.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. makes you crazy, happy &amp;amp; sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. is equivalent to weed or alcohol or SEX. Temporary insanity. Never REAL !!! Never PURE !!! Never SINCERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are too slow to catch L.O.V.E., you're left behind.&lt;br /&gt;If you are too fast to catch L.O.V.E., you're too far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should we fall in L.O.V.E. if it only gives you heartache?&lt;br /&gt;Why does we think we are in L.O.V.E. with someone when that someone doesn't L.O.V.E. you back?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we put everything at risk when you're in L.O.V.E. with someone but that someone doesn't think or act the way we did?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always assume that special someone is really in L.O.V.E. with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy asks you to quit smoking, you thought he loves you, thus why he asked you to quit. But, he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;When a guy asks you to quit drinking, you thought again that he loves you. But he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;When a guy asks you to behave in public, you almost confirms that he loves you. But he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we play hard to get, they try &amp;amp; try &amp;amp; try, and when we're completely head over heels, they left you cold. So painful ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with these mixed signals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't just guy be frank with us and stop giving mixed or wrong signals to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply can't believe that I would fall to such word again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid I am ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just stay a lesbian and fool around instead. Pfftttt ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-2573933539821907083?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-believe-in-love-anymore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SKV3o0S6W8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/hqS0frDsXEw/s72-c/n668461960_1137062_8592.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-3521815328765839441</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 18:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-25T03:10:21.335+08:00</atom:updated><title>Heartbreak</title><description>Picked up from anonymous writer :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Behind the laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Behind the words "I will not falter"...&lt;br /&gt;Look deeper and you will see.&lt;br /&gt;Is that really me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessions of a bleeding heart.&lt;br /&gt;"Why does it have to be so hard?"&lt;br /&gt;Here lies a soul heavily broken,&lt;br /&gt;But the memories will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me,&lt;br /&gt;Save me, I'm lost at sea.&lt;br /&gt;Why this this hurt baby?&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you say you love me,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you smile at me,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way your gentle hands hold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sound of your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;But now all I am is half.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the wasy you whisper in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;But now your voice I can no longer hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you any clue,&lt;br /&gt;The reason why my tears are blue.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the things we used to do...&lt;br /&gt;But what I miss the most is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took your presence for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I assumed you's always be there.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the love we shared.&lt;br /&gt;We should've taken more care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could turn back time,&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd once again be mine.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could turn back time,&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn't have to be alone this Valentine's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to fight the tears from falling...&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'm too weak - I'm failing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for causing you so much pain,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-3521815328765839441?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2008/05/heartbreak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-2075802400624011742</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 05:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-19T20:54:42.889+08:00</atom:updated><title>Anxiety Attack or Panic Attack or Just Plain Paranoia</title><description>I need to get a grip on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to slap my ownself and yell out loud .. How naive &amp;amp; stupid I am when I take petty lil things way too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be a normal woman like any other woman? Why must I be so dramatic, overreacted, self-inflicted, depressed, emotionally unbalanced and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's my age. BIG 31 !!! I guess deep down, I have been hiding &amp;amp; smiling behind the fact that I actually scared getting old. No longer 15 when I'm all carefree and happy but sexually confused. No longer 17 when I lost my virginity to my first boy, party like animal and having "fun" with a lot of people. No longer 20 when I finally know that I am a bisexual. No longer 25 when I finally learn on how LOVE effects &amp;amp; betrayed me at the same time. No longer 28 when I am focused at my work but the work hazard is high. No Longer 30 when I told myself that I will be fine (in which I'm not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blame my parents with the way I turn out. I should be taking the blame myself as I am an adult now but I can't even take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder, why I have turned into such a spoilt, rebellious, emotionally triggered, malicious self-inflicted and depressed woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should starts taking my meds and worry less. Or else, I'll go nuts for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-2075802400624011742?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2008/05/anxiety-attack-or-panic-attack-or-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-6512130735628511979</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 02:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-17T11:10:22.484+08:00</atom:updated><title>Random Pictures</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MFnWUnTI/AAAAAAAAADk/IAvKypMfId4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MFnWUnTI/AAAAAAAAADk/IAvKypMfId4/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201178279005166898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MFnWUnUI/AAAAAAAAADs/3krQGLi6ark/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MFnWUnUI/AAAAAAAAADs/3krQGLi6ark/s400/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201178279005166914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MF3WUnVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AdDqppZ_6q0/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MF3WUnVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/AdDqppZ_6q0/s400/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201178283300134226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MF3WUnWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Dmm5mb_b-Wo/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MF3WUnWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Dmm5mb_b-Wo/s400/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201178283300134242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MF3WUnXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HcWZXJO4gkU/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MF3WUnXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HcWZXJO4gkU/s400/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201178283300134258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry lor .. I haven't got much Ideas lately .. My thinking cap has gone kuku .. yea lukewarm kuku .. Wait for my updates soon eh .. For now, I will just post pictures ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-6512130735628511979?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-pictures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/SC5MFnWUnTI/AAAAAAAAADk/IAvKypMfId4/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-1522776747677370098</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-13T21:42:19.142+08:00</atom:updated><title>Self Assurance</title><description>I'm blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despites having stop taking my old prescription drug, I'm now under Luvox 50mg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression is not easy to go away especially when you're all alone. I do have friends, I go out party with them, meet up for drinks, talked online, play together but I'm still depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why I would still be depressed until now. Perhaps, I don't find anymore joy in working life. My working environment has not been easy still. It's not easy to work with backstabber &amp; two faces so-called friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, early of this month, I started taking Taekwondo lesson once again. I realized that Taekwondo is the passion in my life and I have wasted 8 years due to my injury. On my first day of training, I had the most exhausting day of my life. By the fourth day, I almost vomited because my body has not yet fully endure the strain &amp; fitness exercise. But, finally, after such long years, my mind is at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did some photo shoot for plus size models. I'm not really big or anything, just chubby. I was nervous &amp; I had doubts in my mind as well but I told myself, if you are going to be afraid of doing something new in your life, might as well die. Yea, I still have suicidal thoughts in my head when I'm depressed. I think I did good for the photo shot but I have yet to see the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hoping that I can go on with my life &amp; be out of depression. I need to take things easy one at a time now and be cool about life. I hope I will ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-1522776747677370098?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2008/04/self-assurance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-8382741433142263794</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-04T18:07:30.266+08:00</atom:updated><title>Fight for Kisses</title><description>I Lol'ed xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuSBCIV1zuQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LuSBCIV1zuQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-8382741433142263794?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/10/fight-for-kisses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-4718967481518359848</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 14:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-10T22:54:36.354+08:00</atom:updated><title>My Fav anime</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so hooked into Japanese anime. Don't ask me why. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these includes 2 hentai anime that I like to watch .. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: 18+ rated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108585773394054050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVXscfES6I/AAAAAAAAADM/zeUQjr1OiIo/s320/bleach03(ichigo).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Claymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108583076154592066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVVPcfES0I/AAAAAAAAACc/drfHQVF75XA/s320/claymore(claire).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Blood+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108584600867982194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVWoMfES3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lxu1196BWdU/s320/Blood%2B(saya%26haji).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Naruto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108584600867982178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVWoMfES2I/AAAAAAAAACs/yZexYsB7vrQ/s320/Naruto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Full metal panic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108585249408043906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVXN8fES4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/suENJQTUcMo/s320/full+metal+panic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elfen Lied&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108585249408043922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVXN8fES5I/AAAAAAAAADE/8ybfLW9zlxw/s320/elfen+lied.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bible Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108587306697378738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVZFsfES7I/AAAAAAAAADU/PW6FdFtFv6U/s320/bibleblack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Discipline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108588363259333570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVaDMfES8I/AAAAAAAAADc/Qg_xLwoqfQo/s320/discipline3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-4718967481518359848?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-fav-animes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RuVXscfES6I/AAAAAAAAADM/zeUQjr1OiIo/s72-c/bleach03(ichigo).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-5048680973318883131</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 13:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-10T22:00:29.000+08:00</atom:updated><title>Turning 30 !!!!</title><description>I'm going to be 30 soon .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I'm getting old. My celibacy period is ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan day is the same day as my birthday. Well, it's a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't really have much to say these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting way too busy in the office, same old routine, still no commitment(bf), still enjoying my singlehood ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna be my resolution for the new age, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit smoking? nah ...&lt;br /&gt;Quit being stressed? nah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know ... I'm still lost as ever ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lots of my friends (online &amp; real life) sharing the same birthday month as I am .. so here it goes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Anyone wanna give me any birthday present?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-5048680973318883131?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/09/turning-30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-9056670309207797292</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 19:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-14T03:34:25.773+08:00</atom:updated><title>Jenny - The Demons Within</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taken from youtube. A video for Jenny made by rwasundi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It touches me so deeply, in a way, some how ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3yL03jYFaI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s3yL03jYFaI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Natalie merchant&lt;br /&gt;Song: My Skin&lt;br /&gt;Album: Ophelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my body&lt;br /&gt;Look at my hands&lt;br /&gt;There's so much here&lt;br /&gt;That I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face saving promises&lt;br /&gt;Whispered like prayers&lt;br /&gt;I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been treated so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've been treated so long&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm becoming untouchable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contempt loves the silence&lt;br /&gt;It thrives in the dark&lt;br /&gt;With fine winding tendrils&lt;br /&gt;That strangle the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that promises&lt;br /&gt;Sweeten the blow&lt;br /&gt;But I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been treated so wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've been treated so long&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm becoming untouchable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slow dying flower&lt;br /&gt;Frost killing hour&lt;br /&gt;The sweet turning sour&lt;br /&gt;And untouchable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, I need&lt;br /&gt;The darkness&lt;br /&gt;The sweetness&lt;br /&gt;The sadness&lt;br /&gt;The weakness&lt;br /&gt;I need this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;A lullaby&lt;br /&gt;A kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Angel sweet&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;O, I need this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the way&lt;br /&gt;That you touched me before&lt;br /&gt;All the trembling sweetness&lt;br /&gt;I loved and adored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face saving promises&lt;br /&gt;Whispered like prayers&lt;br /&gt;I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't need them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, I need&lt;br /&gt;The darkness&lt;br /&gt;The sweetness&lt;br /&gt;The sadness&lt;br /&gt;The weakness&lt;br /&gt;I need this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;A lullaby&lt;br /&gt;A kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;The angel sweet&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;I need this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it dark enough?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me?&lt;br /&gt;Can you reach me?&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me now you'll catch my death&lt;br /&gt;O, I mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-9056670309207797292?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/08/jenny-demons-within.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-7819368721287796602</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-14T03:31:09.740+08:00</atom:updated><title>Save me from myself, anyone?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's 2.13am now and I still can't sleep. I have been cheating on my medication, kept skipping them coz taking them makes me feel lazy !!! Much worse is I can't control my temper ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My body aches most of the times. My feet hurts. My knee hurts. My tummy aches too. I've been having series of temper in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am I abusing myself? Have I been cheating myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't find the answer to what exactly that has turn me into becoming a shallow, depressive, bad temper, moody person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I missed my friends. I missed talking to them. I missed hanging out with them. I missed my family. I missed my life. I missed myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The hardest part is letting go of my grudges. My grudge to everything. I have been hating myself. I have been hating sex. I have been hating my work. I have been hating to enjoy life. I have been a bitch, suicidal bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My shrink told me to write more. Express myself. Let go of all the hate. The pain. The past. The ugly past. I dwelled too much. Too much of my past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For what's worth, I need to learn to love myself again. My oldself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do not want to loathe, be a bitchy bitch anymore. Will I? Should I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't have the answer ... Do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;====================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sleep" by My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Voice recording rewinds and plays certain parts, speeds up and slows down:]"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they are these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was gripping my throat and squeezing and..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some say, now suffer all the children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And walk away a savior,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or a madman and polluted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From gutter institutions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't you breathe for me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Undeserving of your sympathy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And through it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could you cry for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I don't feel bad about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So shut your eyes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss me goodbye,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A drink for the horror that I'm in,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the good guys, and the bad guys,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the monsters that I've been.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three cheers for tyranny,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unapologetic apathy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And through it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could you cry for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I don't feel bad about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hardest part's the awful things that I've seen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Voice recording:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...Sometimes I see flames. And sometimes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see people that I love dying and... it's always..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Screaming:] Wake up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Voice recording:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And I can't... I can't ever wake up."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-7819368721287796602?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/08/save-me-from-myself-anyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-3308444754160216187</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-03T19:34:53.426+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm on drugs .. be gentle to me or beware of me ..</title><description>It's true. I'm on drugs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started popping these "pills" last 24 July 2007. Once it get digested into my system, I felt so heavenly. At peace. Serenity. Supposed to make me calm &amp; able to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, popping them everyday doesn't make me an addict. It's prescribed, medically approved by my doctor. A shrink actually. The first person I tell was Riez. Even though, he's cold (according to some people) but he's concern. I'm so thankful I have him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, you heard me. Shrink a.k.a. Psychiatric has diagnosed me as being in a Chronic Depression episode. It's worse than my normal depression. Much worse that I had even think about suicidal plan &amp;amp; I can burst out in tears at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period !! I'm a sick, sick person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the "pills" are commercially known as Remeron.  Mirtazapine is the medical term for the pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RrMSkNRWyPI/AAAAAAAAACU/j0x7zYAlWFQ/s1600-h/remeron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RrMSkNRWyPI/AAAAAAAAACU/j0x7zYAlWFQ/s320/remeron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094436016733210866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirtazapine&lt;/b&gt; is an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antidepressant" title="Antidepressant"&gt;antidepressant&lt;/a&gt; introduced by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Organon_International" title="Organon International"&gt;Organon International&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1996" title="1996"&gt;1996&lt;/a&gt; used for the treatment of mild to severe &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clinical_depression" title="Clinical depression"&gt;depression&lt;/a&gt;. Mirtazapine has a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetracyclic_compound" title="Tetracyclic compound"&gt;tetracyclic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chemical_structure" title="Chemical structure"&gt;chemical structure&lt;/a&gt; and is classified as a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noradrenergic_and_specific_serotonergic_antidepressant" title="Noradrenergic and specific serotonergic antidepressant"&gt;noradrenergic and specific serotonergic antidepressant&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NaSSA" title="NaSSA"&gt;NaSSA&lt;/a&gt;). It is the only tetracyclic antidepressant that has been approved by the Food and Drug Administration to treat depression. Because of its unique pharmacologic profile, mirtazapine is virtually devoid of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anticholinergic" title="Anticholinergic"&gt;anticholinergic&lt;/a&gt; effects, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serotonin_syndrome" title="Serotonin syndrome"&gt;serotonin-related side effects&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span class="reference plainlinksneverexpand" id="ref_Burrows"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mirtazapine#endnote_Burrows" class="external autonumber" title="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mirtazapine#endnote_Burrows" rel="nofollow"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and adrenergic side effects (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orthostatic_hypotension" title="Orthostatic hypotension"&gt;orthostatic hypotension&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual_dysfunction" title="Sexual dysfunction"&gt;sexual dysfunction&lt;/a&gt;). Antihistaminic side effects of drowsiness and weight gain are prominent. It is most useful as an add on medication to enhance the effectiveness of agents such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duloxetine" title="Duloxetine"&gt;duloxetine&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venlafaxine" title="Venlafaxine"&gt;venlafaxine&lt;/a&gt; in severe and treatment resistant depression. Mirtazapine is relatively safe if an overdose is taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Side effects occurring commonly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Increased &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Appetite" title="Appetite"&gt;appetite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vivid dreams/ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nightmares" title="Nightmares"&gt;Nightmares&lt;/a&gt; as a result of regular intake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weight gain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Increase in cholesterol, independent of weight gain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drowsiness" title="Drowsiness"&gt;Drowsiness&lt;/a&gt;, especially at lower doses and during the first few weeks of treatment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dizziness" title="Dizziness"&gt;Dizziness&lt;/a&gt;, coupled often with the effects of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sickness" title="Sickness"&gt;sickness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Headache" title="Headache"&gt;Headache&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;General or local swelling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visual hallucinations (when taken during the day or when awake)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Side_effects_occurring_rarely:" id="Side_effects_occurring_rarely:"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="editsection"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Side effects occurring rarely:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excessive urinating when taken with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alcohol" title="Alcohol"&gt;alcohol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mania" title="Mania"&gt;Mania&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seizures" title="Seizures"&gt;Seizures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tremor" title="Tremor"&gt;Tremor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muscle twitching and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Restless_Legs_Syndrome" title="Restless Legs Syndrome"&gt;Restless Legs Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pins_and_needles" title="Pins and needles"&gt;Pins and needles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rash" title="Rash"&gt;Rash&lt;/a&gt; and skin eruptions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pain in the joints or muscles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Low blood pressure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Higher blood pressure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Causes obesity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="Dangerous_side_effects" id="Dangerous_side_effects"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Dangerous side effects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you experience any of these, tell your doctor immediately. You will need to consult your doctor for taper-off instructions. Sudden withdrawal from antidepressants can cause serious symptoms.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;An allergic reaction; signs of swelling of the lips, face and tongue, difficulty in breathing, rash or itching (especially affecting the whole body) or feeling faint.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Signs of infection such as fever, sore throat, mouth ulcers or stomach upset.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaundice" title="Jaundice"&gt;Jaundice&lt;/a&gt; (yellowing of the skin and/or eyes).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agranulocytosis" title="Agranulocytosis"&gt;Agranulocytosis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, anyone of you who know me, be gentle to me or beware of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might turn crazy at anytime. Roar !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-3308444754160216187?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-on-drugs-be-gentle-to-me-or-beware.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/RrMSkNRWyPI/AAAAAAAAACU/j0x7zYAlWFQ/s72-c/remeron.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-4542320578473398643</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 18:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-02T02:51:10.771+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm not a genius ...</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/6.gif" border="0" alt="IQ test score"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img width=0 height=0 style="visibility:hidden;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqo1DvOwWXze4Ra5SfEQ_5BzTBIwm4H1n0VxcWSRuJXW-7tfj5GqIIHAqa7EjPMVCErP0RwEnXNu8H0LIoKzkl7t663pKvjo2QIEpzaHw5xAhg==.tif" &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-4542320578473398643?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-not-genius.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-3321172091507350333</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-12T19:27:10.341+08:00</atom:updated><title>OGA 2007 (Come &amp; Visit us &amp; Booth J02 @ Hall 1 &amp; 2)</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/Rm6APJbX8kI/AAAAAAAAACM/tOKyBy36XRg/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/Rm6APJbX8kI/AAAAAAAAACM/tOKyBy36XRg/s400/clip_image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075134827810255426" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;13 to 15 June 2007&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1 DAY TO GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;We wish  extend our invitation to visit our booth,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt; J02 at Hall 1 &amp;  2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;TANKQUIP RESOURCES SDN BHD - TQR at KL Convention Centre at KLCC&lt;br /&gt;for the  biggest OIL &amp; GAS SHOW in Asia - THE OGA 2007&lt;br /&gt;which starts on Wednesday,  13th June 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;We will be exhibiting Tank Terminal Equipments,&lt;br /&gt;Liquid  Packaging System&lt;br /&gt;using IBCs (Intermediate Bulk Container),&lt;br /&gt;SS034 &amp; SS316 Tote  tank,&lt;br /&gt;DNV Approved Lifting&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame , PP Valves, Couplings and  Fittings.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;We look forward to seeing you at the show.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;Adhering to the highest standards of a pivotal business platform among the oil and gas industry players, OGA 2007 in its 11th series will be held from 13– 15 June 2007 staged at the Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre. An estimated of 800 oil and gas corporations will be exhibiting thei  technology and services from chemical engineering to geological, reservoir evaluation, marine equipments, offshore well equipments to subsea technologies and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delcom Services, Exxon Mobil, Global Process System, Halliburton, M3NERGY, Offshore CPI, Olio Resources, Protank Technologies, Sapura Crest, Schlumberger, Siemens Malaysia, Technip Geoproduction are amongst the participating companies at OGA 2007. Also confirming on their participation are the National Oil Companies such as PETRONAS and PERTAMINA and Country Pavilions from as far as the United Kingdom, the United States and Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGA 2007 is held to create greater economic collaboration to trigger rapid development across Asia, create long term socio-economy benefits and strengthen trade relations. The event is expected to attract over 10,000 trade visitors from 45 countries including China, Indonesia, Thailand and the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To further enhance its profile as the main event for the region, OGA 2007 is please to be held in conjunction with the PETRONAS high profiled conference, the AOGC 2007 or the 12th Annual Asia Oil and Gas Conference for the second time. The partnership of both events is set to create a most unique and highly impact business platform.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-3321172091507350333?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/06/oga-2007-come-visit-us-booth-j02-hall-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0irE22qLb2o/Rm6APJbX8kI/AAAAAAAAACM/tOKyBy36XRg/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-6346263194542192909</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 11:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-08T19:41:32.549+08:00</atom:updated><title>alive</title><description>I am still alive ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-6346263194542192909?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/06/alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-1934809346980924967</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 10:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-16T00:17:34.316+08:00</atom:updated><title>I got tagged !!! LOL ..</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;PART 1 : ON THE OUTSIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Mariana Husain @ b @ SnowBlue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of birth : 13 September 1977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current status : Attached but not committed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye color : Brown Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair color : Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right or left handed : Right handed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac : Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 2 : ON THE INSIDE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heritage : 70% Malay 30% Chinese/Malay/Indon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fear : Commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weakness : Sexy gurls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perfect pizza : I dun like pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 3 : YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first thought waking up : I don't want to go to work =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow : When can I go on holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime : around 4am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most missed memory : Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 4 : YOUR PICK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : I dun drink these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McD or Burger King : Burger King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates : I dun like going out on dates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Adidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea or Nestea : Teh boh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla : Chocies !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee : Kopi O Ais Kaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 5 : DO YOU...? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : heavily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse : Yes, especially when I'm playing Online game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 6 : IN THE PAST MONTH, HAVE YOU...? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : yea .. wine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : yea .. IKEA &amp; BU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : nope, I have stage fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : yesh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 7 : WHAT WERE YOU DOING...? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago : remembered I got tagged by juls when she sms me on d phone last nite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago : in the office, watching juls youtube video (go gurl !!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 1/2 hours ago : driving from Kelana Jaya to Subang (hot weather)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago : same old routine stuff, work, work, home, gaming, sleep =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago : pledge myself not to have sex for a year .. (3 more months to go yea ... wee ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 8 : FINISH THE SENTENCE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love : my job (the other way round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel : suicidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate : having a partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hide : my deepest secret from everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss : having sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need : sex hahaha .. ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juls !!! ggrr .. LOL&lt;br /&gt;so now I'm tagging Alicia, Vee &amp;amp; Vadai hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-1934809346980924967?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-tagged-lol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-1787265724132956467</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 10:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-11T18:54:06.531+08:00</atom:updated><title>haha .. this ish nice .. try this test .. :)</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/369336"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/369336/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-1787265724132956467?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-this-ish-nice-try-this-test.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480634.post-8252233086273202019</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-02T05:17:39.621+08:00</atom:updated><title>In, Out, Through, About, There</title><description>I've been silent for the a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much had happened in that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I hadn't made those decisions. Decisions that had hurt some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made sacrifices, mostly I'm the one who got sacrificed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm living it through. I've been there. In and Out. About to let go and then held back for some reasons. Reasons that I, myself don't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I meant to do more by sticking around? Was I existed to pleased everyone? Was I ever meant to find my true happiness? Was I wronged to have made those decisions, hard decisions that I would probably regretted later on in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, I don't have the answers to all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stranger had once told me that I should not look down upon myself because I'm far more greater than being shallow, lack of self-esteem &amp; depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure about being strong. I know I'm independence, mature (maybe); but I'm not strong to even care about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I should soak my head deep inside a tub filled with cold water and get a grip back of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea .. maybe .. I should be doing that .. I should take charge of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starter, I should be doing something about my Imsonia problems. hehe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : anyone got any good remedy to curb that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480634-8252233086273202019?l=sn0wblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sn0wblue.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-out-through-about-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~*~LostSoul~*~)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

