<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:13:01.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohamo Isan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-5961674325122381770</id><published>2009-10-09T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:43:35.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for the record, i admit my mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i was a disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i never thought my ignorance would cause so much hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it did, and it did real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i'm sincerely sorry to those who have suffered from the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes, i cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cheat, was a word i truly underestimated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cheat, to me, is striking off a romance.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be it flirt, fling, hook-ups - all these while you're attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i did none, none of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;first crush, maybe that was why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maybe i gave in too much to her, but i didn't intend all those all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i had no feelings, no interest. nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maybe i was too concerned, maybe i was too nice being a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maybe, that was where my fault lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;whatever i may say, nothing could justify what i believe was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cos all that i say now makes no value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm a cheat, and that's what you will always believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sorries no longer work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i believe you have your views.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i do have my own stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;one question lingers in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i believe only i could comprehend the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;am i cheating when all along i had loved you, and i had not done anything that crosses the border?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-5961674325122381770?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4963633086068837877</id><published>2009-10-09T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:24:15.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;if there's ever a place i deserve to be in right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it'll be deep down bottom from the face of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and that is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;even if mother nature is willing to forgive my heartbreaking acts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4963633086068837877?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1077065158454688759</id><published>2009-09-16T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:24:44.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away to china; right here waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;feeling unnecessarily extraordinarily anxious now.&lt;br /&gt;haven't had any signs of dear today.&lt;br /&gt;no text message, no calls, nothing on msn.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what's up with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shan't worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, why shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;maybe the programmes are keeping her real occupied.&lt;br /&gt;but dear said they should have some time on their own.&lt;br /&gt;and the programmes aren't suppose to tie her down till 11, right?&lt;br /&gt;nothing's making sense.&lt;br /&gt;she's got her own reasons, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been waiting on msn for the past hour, or so.&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope, dear's not gonna let her friends use the comp for so long.&lt;br /&gt;if she does.. again, then what's the point of our initial planned meeting time at 11?&lt;br /&gt;i really want all these to end as immediate as it can.&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired of worrying, and waiting, and getting angered and what not.&lt;br /&gt;it's frustrating, if you wanna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1077065158454688759?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1077065158454688759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1077065158454688759' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;24 hours on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my first post of the 10-days tormenting ordeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at least the only consolation i could get is.. it's just 9 days away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm not exeggarating any facts, but it's true i've been feeling quite distraught since i left the departure viewing mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the feeling it gets, it's as if dear's gonna be away for very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but 10 days ain't very short either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10 days equals to the accumulated number of days she's been away on holidays since we were together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bad enough, ain't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thinking again, that's over one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;one-third of a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and given that we met almost every other day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10 days is a pretty big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just 24 hours, and i've been worrying so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;china's china after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;looking at the imports we've got here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the impressions i get aren't that good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;which means, i've got lotsa things to worry about especially when dear's at their motherland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my whole self is like a child trapped in a war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe just no physical damage, or trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but we're seeking one common hope;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;anticipating for the agony to end as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-816270802621061396?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-5098696352136174736</id><published>2009-09-09T02:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T04:05:20.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d-dover day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/Sqaopg6mZZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/l01UDSBOCAw/s1600-h/P070909_18.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379172236104459666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/Sqaopg6mZZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/l01UDSBOCAw/s320/P070909_18.00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's my dear for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoFp_CDXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1pERrxPN1Rg/s1600-h/P070909_18.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379171620063677810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoFp_CDXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1pERrxPN1Rg/s320/P070909_18.06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, with my long sleeves and army backpack. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoFBhD3GI/AAAAAAAAAbY/L-8XcZim7hI/s1600-h/P070909_18.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379171609200548962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoFBhD3GI/AAAAAAAAAbY/L-8XcZim7hI/s320/P070909_18.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i didn't ask for this shot, but it turned out pretty nice. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoErUbo3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xobOnZ0QLrg/s1600-h/P070909_18.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379171603242001266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoErUbo3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xobOnZ0QLrg/s320/P070909_18.18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dear unglam shot no. 1. that's her expression of liking something too much. she does that to me, ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoEDG1WjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kNogOPOmUF8/s1600-h/P070909_18.18_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379171592447547954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoEDG1WjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kNogOPOmUF8/s320/P070909_18.18_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dear's unglam shot no.2. i don't know what this was about, but my camera shot's timing not that bad huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoDivnXtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/F6XmKiLR4_Y/s1600-h/P070909_18.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379171583760228050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqaoDivnXtI/AAAAAAAAAbA/F6XmKiLR4_Y/s320/P070909_18.19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;pretty, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqamqANxI6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/zJqsq0oWMKk/s1600-h/P070909_18.20_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379170045483099042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqamqANxI6I/AAAAAAAAAa4/zJqsq0oWMKk/s320/P070909_18.20_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's us. two months away from 2nd year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqamphbKmkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SDu9wckBQqI/s1600-h/P070909_18.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379170037217794626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqamphbKmkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SDu9wckBQqI/s320/P070909_18.11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; an awkward shot. i didn't realise i was covering my *peepee*, until now when i'm writing this very sentence. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the plan was unplanned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other words, it was a so-last-minute thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearest yearned to return to the old neighbourhood of dover for the longest time possible,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yesterday was the day we made her wish fulfilled. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearest and i, we had initially planned for a army-open-house-outing with the rest of her classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were all set to go; i even woke up at 8 for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but things didn't go our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had planned for a meet-up at 9.30 @ boon lay interchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when we reached at 9.45, her friends were neither nowhere to be seen, nor had replied her msg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so we thought, we would have a change of plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearest wanted to go for a little shopping for travelling stuffs, while i had a task to find new set of sandals, courtesy of my mum's sponsorship. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suntec was the place to be, and so we moved from boon lay to jurong east for a direct bus to city hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then out of the blue, peiyi called me on the phone.. and asked where we were. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like, shits man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i told her we had already taken our leave and had a change of plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peiyi had so much wanted us to join along; she pleaded 'eh, come back lah..' in her pitiful tone several times. HAHA, how funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided not to return, and so went to suntec!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a pretty aimless shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got moisturizer and granola bars from carrefour, and that was the end of our shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the time, we were just walking and walking.. in a pointless pursuit for sandals. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thinking that i still have my braziliano praia, decided against buying a new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;save money huh. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had nowhere else to go, nothing else to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so out of nothing, both of us suggested dover! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i was actually excited for the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe cos i wanted to hear the stories and memories dearest had to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from her lifestyle, up till her love encounters there. (: (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i share? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, no no. it's personal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only dearest knows what i'm talking about. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, it's been so long since dear had left dover, that she forgot the stop we had to alight at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and subsequently, missed a stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swear to god, the previous stop we missed was like 300 metres away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stopped at the NUS busstop, and came across lotsa ITE students, among them fauzi and pe'eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked to the opposite side of the road, on this very worn-out concrete pavement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were convinced it would lead us to the dover road estate, so we walked on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just as we wanted to take a turn, we realised the pavement had reached a dead end! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like wth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a sight of a huge terrain of grass stared at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was all muddy and wet. eee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were both in whites, and were both in covered shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear wore her new pair, unfortunately for here that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked, walked, walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and poooom, we reached the 1980's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or that was what i first thought! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those who have seen dover, you may know what i'm uttering about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the neighbourhood, the blocks precisely.. looked torn and tainted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dover was like an island on it's own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see no children, i see no mats &amp;amp; minahs.. the life there was slow-paced, much to the contrast of life on the fast lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see pretty much elderly; there wasn't any much life besides the sounds of the tele, and the chatterings of uncles and aunties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;half of the number of shops were closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;provision shops dominated the terraces of shops which encircled the central market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we received stares and glares from uncles and foreign workers alike, no thanks to dearest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too eye-catching, i guess. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dover was an old estate with little new breath of life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apartment blocks were grey; perfectly reflecting the sober yet serene living it offers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dover suitably resembles the existence of sweet love letters;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fast facing extention in the face of the rapid improvements - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dover lives on as one-of-its-kind in the ever-changing environment in singapore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while love letters are fast replaced by short-message-services and emails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;undoubtedly old-fashioned, but they are dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad, pretty sad. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so well anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dearest should be thankful that she could still visit her much-loved neighbourhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i totally envy her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no places to share my childhood memories from,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw block 19 demolished to it's very barren patch of land. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was my best house yet, cos it's got two huge halls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the thing i loved about it was, the period of time i lived there was so care-free, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unbound by troubles and worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday was school, eat and play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;books, rice and soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the life was so much the same like the dover mentioned above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sober, quiet.. yet tranquil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'( sob sob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've still got west coast to share, the very least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lived at block 709 from the time i was 0 month, till i was 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had imprecise memories, apart from shouting my heart out at the window, and getting scolded by my late granddad for playing with scissors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've only got photos to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i grew up in teban gardens, my life was all west coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i simply lived the past 17 years around the west coast area, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's too deep in my blood to imagine myself leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know teban gardens, pandan gardens, clementi and west coast at my fingertips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know every single corners, and block around here. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been a really long post, guess i'll call it a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's 3.58am as i end off this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blog again soon, aiye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nights to all those sound asleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one thing left for dear, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-5098696352136174736?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/5098696352136174736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=5098696352136174736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5098696352136174736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5098696352136174736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/09/d-dover-day.html' title='d-dover day!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/Sqaopg6mZZI/AAAAAAAAAbo/l01UDSBOCAw/s72-c/P070909_18.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8265308616490521441</id><published>2009-09-07T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:15:47.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fasting weekend. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqQDjFLkWxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mK_cHfnLBGk/s1600-h/ishamhuzdan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378427756208216850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqQDjFLkWxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mK_cHfnLBGk/s320/ishamhuzdan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from left - haslinda (in white), danial, myself and huzaini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqQDiqkp4yI/AAAAAAAAAZw/y1-RN_ZjfUg/s1600-h/qifagang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378427749065679650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqQDiqkp4yI/AAAAAAAAAZw/y1-RN_ZjfUg/s320/qifagang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's my qifa clique. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i enjoyed this past saturday really alot. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was the earliest time i left home since the fasting month started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my day started off with a meet-up with you-know-who, who else... DEAREST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it had been a while since i saw her, and was looking forward to the meet-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the past meetings has really been all about china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday was no different, as dearest had to shop for necessary travel items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;headed off to jp, watson's precisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bought quite a lot of stuffs, like shampoo, toothpaste and disposable.. ehem, undergarments. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was in the mood to shop too; i longed for long sleeves casual top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;combed around jp, but to no avail. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and dear, she bought heels too! for presentations and some shits over at china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;really ain't looking to the 14th, for like once in our relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we'd be celebrating our 22th month, but that's the same day dear would be leaving. HAIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that'll be like a week from now. wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gonna be a torrid period, but i guess i'll just try to be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my qifa peeps planned for a break-fast a few weeks back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and so we had our meal at zam zam's restaurant somewhere near bussorah street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;initial meeting time was at 6, but waited till 7 for everyone else to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and by the maghrib prayer time, we were still strolling to the foodplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the funny thing was, mohsin brought A WHOLE BOX of dates along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that was pretty hilarious; come on, no one ever does that. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was thoughtful though, he had good intentions. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i had chicken murtabak which i shared with mohsin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i didn't know why, but i was already full by my first slice of murtabak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;managed to finish eventually, after much dilly-dallying. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went for prayers over at sultan mosque, and unsurprisingly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only me and again, mohsin were the only ones who prayed. LOLs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's my peeps for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went to bali lane for.. SHEESHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that was like the first time i had those in singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tried a couple times over at johor before, and i have one set of sheesha at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we were shunned by several shops initially, cos some of us.. like me, were underaged. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;managed to settle down at this certain shop, but we had to hang out at the outdoor area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was fine with that, as long as i could sheesha and slack. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shared stories of our lives, and got to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;muzzamir's now in RTC, for rioting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nadiah has a child now, with god-knows-who. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and everyone who were present yesterday smoked, apart from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sad, ain't it? to see that your childhood friends are drifting to negative ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm lucky i know where i stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dearest was behaving very well yesterday, and didn't have to quarrel with her at any point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i learnt to be honest, as i told dear every occurences that i experienced yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i know dearest's a bit bothered, especially when i'm hanging out with a clique that has got my ex-girlfriend in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but no worries babe, i know my limits and i know the rights and the wrongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love you babe. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i'll be going to the army open house tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last day, and so i'm hoping for very little turnout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like crowds, seriously man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna go with dearest, and her clique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking forward. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till tomorrow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chiaos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8265308616490521441?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8265308616490521441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8265308616490521441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8265308616490521441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8265308616490521441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-fasting-weekend.html' title='my fasting weekend. (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SqQDjFLkWxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/mK_cHfnLBGk/s72-c/ishamhuzdan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8454148018220559445</id><published>2009-09-01T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:27:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's something about your smile. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the date's 31st august. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it only means.. TEACHERS' DAY CELEBRATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;not much of a celebration for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;overslept, woke up really late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and eventually only get to meet one teacher. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tanglin's still got a place in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that was where i gained my identity, where i first tasted popularity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;where i picked up leadership, where i experienced football success..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;whoa, i had so much bittersweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;man oh man, and who can forget all my scandals. hehe. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;one girl to another in a flash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;imagine, i was romantically linked to three girls within a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dude, what was i thinking back then?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;now appearing to take it slow, sticking to the one and only. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;man, can't forget my 'tanglin bo-bei-chao' times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that's the team's pre-match warcry by the way. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;can't forget the warm-ups and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and, can't forget the crowd we had on vital matches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dear was among them on several occasions last time. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;man, how can i forget how our players drained themselves out on every match,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how we played so well, so organized and very stable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was, and still extremely proud of my teammates-cum-bestfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we got to the national levels for three years in a row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sec 1 was totally crap, didn't have much playing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sec 2 was so much better, i was the captain under mr. awang's guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and from then on, my trophy collection began. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;got 4th in west zone's, while finishing 6th in nationals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sec 3 was by far the best! (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;played in a team with so many national players, yet i still managed to appear in every match at the left flank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;got 3rd in west zone's, and 4th in nationals! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sec 4 was where i regained captaincy responsibilities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and that year we ended 4th in west zone's, and 5th on the national ranking! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;man, i gotta list all these achievements down before my memories of the past fades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;really proud. (: especially when we were coachless when i was in sec 4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wanna thank mr. wan, coach and mr. ng for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and my teammates (saiful, ismail, aidee, razif, asri, kevin, johani, suhairi, weixiong, jufree, karrazi). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;those 4 years are to be stored in my memory storage forever! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so yeah, after tanglin, heading down to ikea with the fantastic four! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that's mich, cheechin, meiyun and lastly my gf, shilin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;they had so much fun gossiping, while i had so much fun eavesdropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it was hard to understand the mandarin at some point, anyway. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;went there to eat. oh, forgot to add 'they' at the front of the previous sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i didn't eat, obviously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mich had like three plates of food, and she was sharing table with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so me, as a religious man with strong faith, resisted the sights and temptations of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it was real tough; those crispy golden french fries were calling me man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i spent the best part of my day after that, while i was alone with dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we went to jurong point, to settle some remittance stuff and to have break-fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;man, the feeling was so damn, freaking, uber shiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dearest was so damn stunning, and we were both in jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's not always that we're both in jeans, and so i felt like we were a matured couple. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and the feeling of love, came back to life again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's been long since i had this very feeling, maybe cos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well, i admit.. i've been taking things for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today i feel so loved, and i feel so much in love that i literally wanted to give dear my whole heart. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i want to live a day like this everyday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i want to never take things for granted anymore, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i want to never scold dearest anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i want to be.. a good boyfriend like i was before. HAHA! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;had a lengthy heart-to-heart period with dearest at the staircase flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i looooove those times cos we get to talk alot, really lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and the other thing i love about it.. i get to appreciate dearest alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i love watching dearest smile, because it's contagious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it gets me on the smiling mood. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and that's why dearest, i told you i wanna spend every moment smiling at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i wanna get addicted to your smile, so that i can eventually kick my scolding habits away. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you know your smile wipes off my anger away. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i feel so lovey-dovey right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so unlike me, especially after honeymoon period's over. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nevermind, i love the feeling of falling in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i wanna make sure that every moment spent with dearest stays like that, from now on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight babe,&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;where are you and i'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i cannot sleep i cannot dream tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i need somebody and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8454148018220559445?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8454148018220559445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8454148018220559445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8454148018220559445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8454148018220559445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-something-about-your-smile.html' title='there&apos;s something about your smile. (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-3933689829626160770</id><published>2009-08-30T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:11:35.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa, i need to post some photos.&lt;br /&gt;need to add life to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;gotta find some photos to post soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;arsenal's leading 1-0 now.&lt;br /&gt;man i love arshavin's rocket.&lt;br /&gt;now that's my favourite player.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-3933689829626160770?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/3933689829626160770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=3933689829626160770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3933689829626160770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3933689829626160770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/08/whoa-i-need-to-post-some-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-938882062384581396</id><published>2009-08-29T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:02:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;man, i really enjoyed yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;had break-fast over at spaghetti too, before going for little shopping.&lt;br /&gt;spent so much time with dearest after that, talking crap all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched the movie 'Taken' starring Liam Neeson.&lt;br /&gt;rented the disc with dearest on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;man, i've been longing to watch the movie before today.&lt;br /&gt;the plot's so interesting, what more me being a huge fan of action movies.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a dad like him, one who would go to all lengths to save your offspring.&lt;br /&gt;was really captivated throughout. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;engrossed, as dear would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to tanglin on monday.&lt;br /&gt;hope to see my ex-teachers, after a full year of not meeting.&lt;br /&gt;and eager to meet my other friends, really miss them much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the tv now.&lt;br /&gt;enjoying my super-saturday-football-weekend.&lt;br /&gt;excited anticipating the arsenal-man united game! (:&lt;br /&gt;was watching liverpool-bolton &amp;amp; spurs-birmingham earlier.&lt;br /&gt;two things i gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;liverpool was super-duper disgusting; they committed so many fouls which could have resulted in red cards.&lt;br /&gt;and they thrailed the match twice; i don't think they deserve to get the three points.&lt;br /&gt;i think they'll lose the next game. (:&lt;br /&gt;and spurs, no better.&lt;br /&gt;lucky-shit. winning goal in the 95th minute.&lt;br /&gt;eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten more minutes to the big game. (:&lt;br /&gt;let me get myself mentally prepared. LOLS, bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;chiaos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-938882062384581396?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/938882062384581396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=938882062384581396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/938882062384581396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/938882062384581396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-weekend.html' title='my weekend!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2704751520938057938</id><published>2009-08-28T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:40:10.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i seriously ain't got any titles for this, pardon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exam's long gone!&lt;br /&gt;engineering maths was okay, except for some parts.&lt;br /&gt;cos i've got varying answers that were different from mine.&lt;br /&gt;quite worried, but hey, what's done is done.. right?&lt;br /&gt;ACDA was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;cos i anticipated the paper with so much suspense.&lt;br /&gt;i studied the whole module via past year papers, simply cos i didn't know where to start. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda surrendering my fate to god, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;and god was kind enough to put things to my favour. (:&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my new pair of boots!&lt;br /&gt;white-red nike tiempo costing 75 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;had azzrul and fazlee accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;dearest was all set to tag along, but she overslept on that fateful day. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so, surveyed jersey purchasal and printing as well.&lt;br /&gt;got some good offers, noticably puma and umbro.&lt;br /&gt;best offer was $43 for both, full set.&lt;br /&gt;leaning towards umbro, cos puma's design rather plain.&lt;br /&gt;but it's all up to the mates also.&lt;br /&gt;i'm fine with either. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fico yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;with 25 others.&lt;br /&gt;great platform to test out my tiempos.&lt;br /&gt;it was a good outing, got to display few moments of brilliance. CHEY.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;it was rather challenging, given the fact that all of us were fasting.&lt;br /&gt;my throat was freaking dry, and felt very sticky. ee.&lt;br /&gt;but i had pledged earlier that fasting ain't stopping me from football,&lt;br /&gt;and football ain't stopping me from fasting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my hermanos broke fast at somewhere really random.&lt;br /&gt;bought big bottled-drinks, with crackers and fruits half an hour before break-fast.&lt;br /&gt;had to settle for somewhere which could accomodate approximately 15 people,&lt;br /&gt;so we decided for the.. playground! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;felt really like some mats-mats who are homeless.&lt;br /&gt;had a great time there, talking trash all over with fazlee leading the line. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;had a proper break-fast over at banquet @ jp, i had this awesome spicy ramen!&lt;br /&gt;recommended, from the korean stall.&lt;br /&gt;the stallowner was very nice too, to explain all the dishes that we clearly were not familiar to.&lt;br /&gt;5 bucks, but it was all worth it. yum yum! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, today.&lt;br /&gt;planning to meet up with babe for break-fast at spaghetti too!&lt;br /&gt;that was what we planned earlier, don't know if it's still on.&lt;br /&gt;dear's watching movie as i'm typing this down.&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm unsure of all plans today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that exam's over, i feel that i have nothing to work on to.&lt;br /&gt;feel empty, lols.&lt;br /&gt;wanna go out, but it's fasting period.&lt;br /&gt;i'm okay with that, should wait till it ends.&lt;br /&gt;while ramadhan is still here, i should capitalise on this chance to be good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiaos readers.&lt;br /&gt;much loves! wheeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2704751520938057938?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2704751520938057938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2704751520938057938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2704751520938057938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2704751520938057938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-seriously-aint-got-any-titles-for.html' title='i seriously ain&apos;t got any titles for this, pardon.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-5447425188771697143</id><published>2009-08-23T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:41:14.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long hiatus, a really really long hiatus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;whoa, it's been a long time coming.&lt;br /&gt;too long that i totally forgot my blogger's username and password combination. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;but here i've arrived to revive my long-time-dead blog back to life again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, a million and one things have taken place since i last posted an entry.&lt;br /&gt;been really busy with school, especially with Futsal and my Interdisciplinary Studies module.&lt;br /&gt;something not really much a big deal to brag about, but I'm the president for Futsal! Wheeeet!&lt;br /&gt;but then again, great power come great responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i've got johnny to assist me in my stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS module was such a crap at first.&lt;br /&gt;my group, 4B!GWindows, picked up the idea of holding a main event for some Ngee Ann's National Day Carnival shit.&lt;br /&gt;I mean yeah, it was literally shitty!&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, never wish to elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;but at least on the positive note, my group's 'Don't Forget the Lyrics'-inspired gameshow put much life to the dead 'carnival', much to our satisfaction!&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, got to stay at the loft for the second time! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam period now, and as I'm typing my first post since 4 months ago, I'm actually reciting my ACDA formula!&lt;br /&gt;i can multitask, okay... (:&lt;br /&gt;left with two papers, same with dearest!&lt;br /&gt;my semester holiday officially starts at 11.10a.m on this coming Tuesday! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;that's like two days from now!&lt;br /&gt;cooool cooool. :P&lt;br /&gt;but then again, fasting month's here.&lt;br /&gt;no, no. not saying that fasting's no good.&lt;br /&gt;but it only means that i can't do certain things, like... watching movies, sun-tanning at sentosa, etc.&lt;br /&gt;as a consolation, fasting month would give me lotsa time to gym out and build up on my mass!&lt;br /&gt;trying to visit the gym daily, if possible. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I've got thousand and one things to do this holidays!&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i'll set alot of days after the fasting month to go out with dearest!&lt;br /&gt;gotta spend alot of time, gonna do lotsa stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;i promise you that, babe.. although i have no ideas yet in mind. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;anw, babe's gonna be away to china for a ten-day trip starting on 16th September.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be kinda lonely, but i'm sure to spend it well.&lt;br /&gt;hope those break-fast outings scheduled with my friends would happen within that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;outing with primary school friends, and possibly with my fellow tanglinians.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda excited that i'll be getting back active in the field football scene.&lt;br /&gt;it's been really long since i last played on the greens, so long that i last owned my own pair of boots last year.&lt;br /&gt;my malay ECE-BME mates will be forming a soccer team, and i'm one of the star signings. (hehe, self-proclaimed!)&lt;br /&gt;plans for the purchasal of jerseys, locations of training sessions and other details have taken place.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be donning number 8, i think.&lt;br /&gt;but what is sure is that i'll be featuring at the left flank! cristiano's at that position at galacticos, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;mates, be sure to see some of him in me, and some of me in him. HAHA, wth.&lt;br /&gt;really really excited about the prospects of playing field football once again, after a year on the futsal court! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediate plans after exams have been confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;visiting queensway with dearest, fazlee and azzrul to survey some jerseys, and to get my new pair of boots!&lt;br /&gt;looking at some interesting designs now, but i'm definitely ruling out adidas. (:&lt;br /&gt;and queensway, haircut @ jurong point in the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, 43 hours to the end of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta start mugging again now, CHIAOS!&lt;br /&gt;my blog's so dead that i'm sure no one's gonna read this post so sooon, at least not until the end of August. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, wishing the best of lucks to those taking their exams, and not to forget my fellow Muslims, Selamat Berpuasa in the holy month of Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-5447425188771697143?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/5447425188771697143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=5447425188771697143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5447425188771697143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5447425188771697143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-hiatus-really-really-long-hiatus.html' title='a long hiatus, a really really long hiatus!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-7313684316113876309</id><published>2009-04-16T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:25:52.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back!</title><content type='html'>Nononono, Not 'Isham!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, IT's ME! SHILIN coming back with a new look.&lt;br /&gt;(aiya, not me obviously) it's mohamo-isan!&lt;br /&gt;seriously i dont even know why he made a silly blog url.&lt;br /&gt;though i gave him that name. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isham is obviously not blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;guess he lost the mood. so i hope a new skin will like make him blog more.&lt;br /&gt;and more importantly, think of what car to buy and drive me around next time!&lt;br /&gt;I'm always blogging on his behalf lor...&lt;br /&gt;ah, it's 2 days past 17th month.&lt;br /&gt;yeap Happy 17th month 'Isham!&lt;br /&gt;so ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readers, do continue coming back cus I'll force him to blog somehow(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, anw, both our blogs are about going home! HAHA. LAME!&lt;br /&gt;but mine's a long road and his is a car!&lt;br /&gt;that's how we complement each other in life! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-7313684316113876309?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/7313684316113876309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=7313684316113876309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7313684316113876309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7313684316113876309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/04/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4579262885953265357</id><published>2009-03-12T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:10:50.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@$%^&amp;*^$@!</title><content type='html'>well, i certainly don't want to start a scuffle of temper here.&lt;br /&gt;i now really well you wanted to address this matter all along.&lt;br /&gt;you had all these in your mind, and it was before time you let this blow off your head.&lt;br /&gt;and it was before time you tell the whole world how bad i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's rare for me to blog my problems up here,&lt;br /&gt;but it's a big deal for me, for you to expose your discontend and condemning me that far.&lt;br /&gt;it's a real big deal that i'm getting back here after a couple of months of absence just to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a real big deal for me, and for once i teared in the shower just to think that i'm not able to defend my own line of accounts, because i know i'm in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;or at least, you feel all the fault's on me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking upset and i feel very lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know.&lt;br /&gt;i've been hitting the gym lately, which means i have a new routine besides meeting you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;but it is just wrong for me to go there early in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;i go there at 10 in the morning just to make sure i have enough time to work out and so, i would be able to meet you up as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;that is, at 1.&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping quite late, and sometimes my day starts at noon.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgo my gym routine just to meet up with you, not only for one occasion, but for quite a number already.&lt;br /&gt;am i wrong?&lt;br /&gt;why not, you do all the travelling.&lt;br /&gt;why not, you be in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;why not, i be you. and become so much of a princess to wait at home just for me to give you a visit.&lt;br /&gt;it's easy talking, getting out at me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need anything from you, all i need is a mere understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but i've not met up with anyone else, earlier than i do when i meet you.&lt;br /&gt;what nonsense are you spurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i promised i'd met you today.&lt;br /&gt;and i stayed up for the soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing you gotta know, i didn't catch a wink before the kick-off.&lt;br /&gt;and it's all because of you, maybe not directly.&lt;br /&gt;but i did it all for you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you might wonder what you did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;you'll get to know it real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tell me not to be sad?&lt;br /&gt;how can i not be.&lt;br /&gt;i feel i have something to defend, and i'm doing it, all right.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really upset, disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i've talked to you all about it all along, and now you're bringing this matter up.&lt;br /&gt;you've been appreciative, but..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i feel you could give so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the wrong, that's obvious.&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean you're not, although it may be a little minor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4579262885953265357?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4579262885953265357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1603081430711654648</id><published>2009-01-16T10:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:58:17.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whenever i'm alone with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hey to all, salam sejahtera!&lt;br /&gt;or in other words, good greetings! (:&lt;br /&gt;it's been a week now, since i last updated a post here.&lt;br /&gt;past week was crazy; schedules were tight and life's hectic.&lt;br /&gt;managed to get past through it,but the coming week promises to be so much worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cats assignment, avionics project and human factors task.&lt;br /&gt;they're all lining up to face me;&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i call a real firing squad.&lt;br /&gt;waiting to gun me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and so, the week went blah, blah, blah.&lt;br /&gt;pretty nothing much, but at least i have three things to cheer about.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, there was the futsal agm!&lt;br /&gt;quite an emotional one for me, thinking that the seniors will be departing soon&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be year two soon.&lt;br /&gt;one great thing though, i was selected into the committee!&lt;br /&gt;which means, the other three newly-nominated and me&lt;br /&gt;will be conducting training sessions besides having to take over the CCA matters.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i'm not looking forward to, the trials for this april's poly intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;secondly, fifa 09's already in my books.&lt;br /&gt;got the folders from jeevan yesterday. (:&lt;br /&gt;a big deal for me, this is. cos it means i don't have to waste 50 bucks to get the cd console.&lt;br /&gt;coool stuff.graphics all great, and it looks so much more realistic than the previous versions.&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong to say nothing could ever be better than fifa08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and lastly, lastly!the best thing that could happen over the past month.&lt;br /&gt;and that's always gotta be dear's and mine monthly celebration.&lt;br /&gt;fourteen on the fourteenth!i'm so sorry sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;that we weren't able to carry out our initial plan.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't estimate the meeting duration,&lt;br /&gt;that's why i met you like 50 minutes after out planned meeting time.&lt;br /&gt;i could see i was a total disappointment to you, so sorry to spoil it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;settled for a western dinner at holland village,&lt;br /&gt;only the second time we've been there.&lt;br /&gt;lambchop and chickenchop for us, and went over to coffee bean to chill out. (:&lt;br /&gt;and that's where i handed the laptop over to dear, and presented her my creation.&lt;br /&gt;a video, that is, one of the reasons why i was so occupied over the week,&lt;br /&gt;so occupied that i wasn't able&lt;br /&gt;to drop by this site here to blog my life out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it took me weeks to finish it up, although it could have been done in days.&lt;br /&gt;great video though, i would tear if i was the one being surprised with it. haha! wth.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, all went pretty cool except that i'm getting home real late as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;gotta get home earlier next time, before my dad blasts me off.&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll try to get pictures uploaded up here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and by the way, to close things off, i have to admit one thing.&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolution number 1 failed.&lt;br /&gt;read my first post of the year to get me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till the fifteenth, dearest.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, endlessly. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1603081430711654648?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1603081430711654648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1603081430711654648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1603081430711654648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1603081430711654648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/whenever-im-alone-with-you.html' title='whenever i&apos;m alone with you.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6768035177054097066</id><published>2009-01-09T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:57:45.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magellan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;whoa, a week flew past just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;or rather, a week of schooling just went past in a whiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lessons' tempo really went too fast, too quick for me to adapt to the pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;besides getting the exam results, school was pretty normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;except from the fact that dear and i are making good use of our time after school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;doing schoolwork instead of straying around shopping centres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that's good, at least a minor improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so anyway, i'm not looking forward to the weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tons of work to do, and tests are all rushing on to me next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is what i call rush hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nevermind, as long as i get to unwind myself a little bit or two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i guess i'll do fine. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;booked magellan today, and spend the first two hours finishing the rest of the bank job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;great movie, very very cool settings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and great actors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;man, josh statham gotta be my new favourite actor. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;weixiong and bernice did something really stupid today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;happened to chance upon my room, and did a lilttle catch-up with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;training's starting next week! woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;time to exercise, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;spent only a short while with dearest today, but nonetheless, it was fun like always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;watched chinese sitcom reunion dinner on mobtv, and had kfc for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm missing miss chua shilin real badly now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and to make matters worse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i won't get to meet her tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nevermind, that'll inspire me to get on with life and look forward to sunday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today was a very, very fine day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but nothing was better than planting a kiss on your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;loves, my bunny hunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6768035177054097066?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6768035177054097066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6768035177054097066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6768035177054097066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6768035177054097066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/magellan.html' title='magellan!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8105518514833310353</id><published>2009-01-08T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:00:53.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, all you need to know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;went to school with dearest in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;very cool, cos rarely got the chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and i discovered a new route today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but bet i won't be using it very often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;anyways, school was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;today was the first day of the cca fiesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;went for a walk-about, during lesson time. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;nothing much though, and sadly futsal ain't too big a CCA to be given a booth for our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;got the final pieces of exam results today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;great but not too fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;for a subject i thought i'd do best, i frustrated myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;EG2, or engineering maths 2, i got 77 out of 100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;was expecting a little bit higher, at least beyond the 80 mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but, but. different is to said about DEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i thought i would do averagely well, but the result was beyond my belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i mean, i'm not trying to boast the shit out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;but i'm too happy to share this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;come on, i was weak in the binary numbers and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and only finished my revision cycle the morning before exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;96 was not something i was expecting, but i actually did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;managed to spend time with dearest after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she did her work while i was partially slacking and sweating my ass trying to download the HumanFactor reading assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dearest looks best when she smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;or at least, when she looks at me in the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;a shoutout to you, sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i'm enormously sorry for not giving you the attention you craved just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;now, i'm kicking myself cos i'm missing you terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;let tomorrow be a new day, alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i'll treat you better next time around. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you held my hand and asked me what's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my reply was dissatisfying just now, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now i'm compensating myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you wanna know what's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;read up all your entries from november 2007, and there you have it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all you need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love; ours began at the singapore river on the night of the fourteenth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8105518514833310353?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8105518514833310353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8105518514833310353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8105518514833310353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8105518514833310353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-all-you-need-to-know.html' title='love, all you need to know.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1921453312960375966</id><published>2009-01-07T18:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:47:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;third day into the school term, and i'm having mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i've never managed to get through the three days without any short nap during lesson time.&lt;br /&gt;that's bad. maybe i've yet to re-adapt to the schooling lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;guess i need to have more rest and sleep earlier every night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and, and. results! yes, results!&lt;br /&gt;did very badly for my first paper.&lt;br /&gt;avionic systems, that is.&lt;br /&gt;and i merely passed, a close shave i've got to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;55 out of 100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does that sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; received back another paper.&lt;br /&gt;the one i told i would fail, or barely passed.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, my intuitions proved to be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i was afraid for nothing, all along.&lt;br /&gt;although the mark's not that fantastic,&lt;br /&gt;but considering i started revising only the night before,&lt;br /&gt;it's absolutely unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;87 out of 100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds good, ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;my other results better be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1921453312960375966?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1921453312960375966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1921453312960375966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1921453312960375966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1921453312960375966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title='school. (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-927721874750136341</id><published>2009-01-05T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:23:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mash up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love the first day of new year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i hate the months to follow that is going to crumble up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today was the start, and fortunately, an average one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;softball kicked off the school term, cats tore me apart by the third hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but meeting dearest was the best thing that could happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's the one who keeps me going;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the carrot at the end of the race. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;loads of stash left undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me remind myself - DEL by thursday, Human Factor by friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;get back to your senses, mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;get your ass back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shape up or ship out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pizza hut for dinner today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;was trying to compensate for a promise made to dearest last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hope it would be enough to fulfil the promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i've got some cash back flowing in the bank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but i'm not gonna dry myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i've set my records straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;new year, new beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;resolution 2009 no.2: buck up and sprint the final stretch until february the twenty-third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and resolution no.3: be thrifty, and save up for the future. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyways, i've decided to spice up things a little down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll add a new feature here; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll name it my daily random thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you see - in the current age, we have audio recorders, audio players and cameras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;these are things that could capture moments or experience that suits our sense of hearing and sense of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i wonder, and i'm longing for the time when a great man will emerge and lead us to a life-changing instruments that could capture taste, smell and feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'd be flabbergasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;let's ponder for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;anyways, i forgot to add a major part in the last entry which covers my countdown celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dear fainted in the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she was complaining of major headaches and urges to vomit prior to the incident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i was lucky, though, that she was clinging onto me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;at least i managed to break her fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i was again fortunate, that i'm equipped with a little or two about health knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my first instincts made me told me to clear her airway, ensuring that she keeps breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oxygen's the word, baby. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i fanned her continuously and tapped her cheeks throughout the trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;making sure she stays concious. that's important, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;just when i was struggling to find other alternatives to keep her awake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;god sent me a helping hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a good samaritan - an aging chinese uncle, that is - handed me what i needed most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a bottle of medicated oil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;that's so essential, i needed to keep her nerves active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;although it was only a few stops from redhill to clementi, time seemed to move oh-so-slowly for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i managed to overcome all fears and obstacles, and dear was back well on her feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;once again people, brown boy saves the day. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a proud moment for me, at least dearest would know that i'm really capable of taking care of her. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1.10 now.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bunny hunny, that's what you're destined to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and one last word for you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;know that i'll always be here when you need me, alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;loves and regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mohamo isan. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-927721874750136341?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/927721874750136341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=927721874750136341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/927721874750136341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/927721874750136341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/mash-up.html' title='mash up!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8999582939511972452</id><published>2009-01-05T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:07:11.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQswcZ79I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Hg3zFnsO-1w/s1600-h/01012009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666536102358994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQswcZ79I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Hg3zFnsO-1w/s320/01012009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;centennial tower's the place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQsjyQqDI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9lZoejdw5dc/s1600-h/01012009(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666532704364594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQsjyQqDI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9lZoejdw5dc/s320/01012009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;taking a breather after a long-distance walk throughout the city hall district.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQsLbWgAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/h3_9vKEHAmo/s1600-h/01012009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666526165827586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQsLbWgAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/h3_9vKEHAmo/s320/01012009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; somehow looks like a wedding photo. random post though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQsCtmY3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-8YZETzKgK0/s1600-h/01012009(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666523826447218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQsCtmY3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-8YZETzKgK0/s320/01012009(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there once again, cool photos but lousy quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQrhs4ykI/AAAAAAAAAZI/T9emUDJaU6M/s1600-h/01012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287666514965088834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQrhs4ykI/AAAAAAAAAZI/T9emUDJaU6M/s320/01012009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the first photo of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGP9mp5I0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/s8iHnJsVHRk/s1600-h/mini-P1010063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287665726020723522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGP9mp5I0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/s8iHnJsVHRk/s320/mini-P1010063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;suntec city tower 3, it was so empty we went photo-crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGP8qP5ezI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kiiXQrByGvs/s1600-h/mini-P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287665709805566770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGP8qP5ezI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kiiXQrByGvs/s320/mini-P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;suntec once again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGPqAGaaEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/lLcSm1Hw8lQ/s1600-h/mini-P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287665389253847106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGPqAGaaEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/lLcSm1Hw8lQ/s320/mini-P1010081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;photo-crazy, like i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGPa7Kw94I/AAAAAAAAAYo/V0epK1bOifg/s1600-h/mini-P1010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287665130231887746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGPa7Kw94I/AAAAAAAAAYo/V0epK1bOifg/s320/mini-P1010085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the coolest shot, from my pov. the lighting effect at its best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the funniest thing was, while going insane taking photos at centennial's, we didn't realise there was a CCTV right behind us. and so, all our stupid and strange actions were caught on tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and at one instance, while i was placing the camera at a great angle on top of the wooden barricades, a security officer emerged from a security room to take a look at me, staring me in the eye, thinking that i was attempting a theft or something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what the hell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8999582939511972452?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8999582939511972452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8999582939511972452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8999582939511972452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8999582939511972452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-photos.html' title='new year&apos;s photos!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SWGQswcZ79I/AAAAAAAAAZo/Hg3zFnsO-1w/s72-c/01012009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1789961573051833004</id><published>2009-01-04T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:19:52.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;man, i just have to reach this point where i have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;buck up, pull my asscheeks together and return to blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;new year's resolution no.1: blog frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that's something i'm always hesistant, and reluctant to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but come this new year, with a new me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;be sure that i'll be posting entries frequently! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i promise, more photos will be uploaded! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;anyways, new year was a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;better than last year's, in some ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;just that, this year had too much walking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;imagine, from raffles swissotel to boat quay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;boat quay to marina square,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;marina to suntec, to get the movie tickets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and back to marina, for fireworks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and finally marina to suntec once again for movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;if you get tired reading this, visualise how tiring it was to walk it yourself. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nonetheless, it was filled with fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;apart from the fact that dear was a lil' pissed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and was carrying loads of pain due to the blisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;managed to had some quality time, and that means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;being able to have lenghty chats about anything under the sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;god, i love communicating with dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but there was something i miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and it's the thing that made last year's celebration so much sweeter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i didn't had a shot for a mini-concert this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really miss dear resting on my shoulders and me singing my melodies into her ears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nevermind, next year will be a perfect comeback. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so anyways, pictures will be here by tomorrow latest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i need to catch a breather and take a rest now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;school reopens within the next 8 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;adios! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;not one to forget;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;loves and regards, dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1789961573051833004?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1789961573051833004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1789961573051833004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1789961573051833004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1789961573051833004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='new year, new me!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6000553078745096801</id><published>2008-12-23T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:23:41.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kl.. here i come!</title><content type='html'>for once, tomorrow appears to be of pure reluctance and hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish the minute could stop running now, so that i can get hold of today and wish tomorrow would come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but time and tide waits for no man, so i can't help but to get through with this painful moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll be leaving for a vacation tomorrow, and although it won't be far, but it appears distant, given that i have to leave dearest all alone for the coming days.&lt;br /&gt;KL, will I be at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, a short note to whom i'll be missing terribly.&lt;br /&gt;i assume you know who you are. (:&lt;br /&gt;please, please do take care of yourself while i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;knowing myself best, i know i can't help but to bombard you with text messages just to make sure you're fine. so, put your phone at your fingertips. (:&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, do always know that i'll be thinking of you at every instance, alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so deeply loved, sweetheart. (:&lt;br /&gt;can't get enough of you, just don't have the heart to leave you, even for a number of days.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you from the deepest of my heart, dearest. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6000553078745096801?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6000553078745096801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6000553078745096801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6000553078745096801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6000553078745096801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/12/kl-here-i-come.html' title='kl.. here i come!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4967297564990305151</id><published>2008-12-14T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:50:30.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thirteenth, thirteenth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's been two and a half hours since the clock struck midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;you weren't there to celebrate, but i know your soul's dancing merrily to my wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;just a month back, we were flying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;now we're thrown back down to earth, or rather, i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;just when i thought i would be there at every moment you need me, i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;tmr's a new milestone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the first month celebration coming into our first-year era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;but where will I be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;somewhere, but nowhere near your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm truly sorry my absence will ruin a supposed wonderful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nevermind, moving on.. let's cheer ourselves up a lil'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's been thirteen months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;not alot, but still, it keeps me wondering how i ever achieve this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;eleven more into our first aim, and i don't see why we can't go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this past month has been the best, from what I could remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;quarrels have diminished, and times could not have been better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;that's simply tremendous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so well, anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;a very &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY THIRTEENTH MONTH&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;dearest sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;may this blissful journey go on with so much bless and love. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;next up, the important one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FOURTEENTH on the FOURTEEN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so excited! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*you may be sound asleep now. but i'm really hoping you'll drop by here first thing in the morning. goodnight, honey.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4967297564990305151?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4967297564990305151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4967297564990305151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4967297564990305151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4967297564990305151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/12/thirteenth-thirteenth.html' title='thirteenth, thirteenth!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-5016800542346350000</id><published>2008-12-10T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:12:00.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annie! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't know why I'm doing this at this part of time. But I just feel like doing this. Don't ask me why, or rather, never ever ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the First Anniversary may be approximately a month back,&lt;br /&gt;the reminiscence can never fail to be washed off from this memory of mine.&lt;br /&gt;UNIFORM was the word of the day;&lt;br /&gt;as our bodies got clad in identical green LACOSTE polos and as our minds grew alike so much.&lt;br /&gt;we knew, by then, that we're in for one hell of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year back, Clarke Quay witnessed what appear to be a historical moment.&lt;br /&gt;and at the turn of a milestone, Flyers became its successor.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet and serene was the atmosphere, as two minds romanced at the peak of the Ferris.&lt;br /&gt;Life was a dream, for once.&lt;br /&gt;And as the night ages, the same two minds became inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;we were, hoping that time would stand still.&lt;br /&gt;But it was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best ever fashion to end would to extract a line from our song,&lt;br /&gt;that "I love you - I still do, and I'll always do."&lt;br /&gt;Dearest, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-5016800542346350000?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/5016800542346350000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=5016800542346350000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5016800542346350000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5016800542346350000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/12/annie.html' title='annie! (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2730358037223872947</id><published>2008-11-14T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:55:13.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anniversary! (:</title><content type='html'>DEAR!  (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FIRST ANNIVERSARY!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2730358037223872947?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2730358037223872947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2730358037223872947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2730358037223872947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2730358037223872947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/11/anniversary.html' title='anniversary! (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-7940796781025971035</id><published>2008-11-04T12:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:38:30.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fabula! (:</title><content type='html'>hey, mood for updating is back! (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm at the school's library now, having break.&lt;br /&gt;so why not, update a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's absence over to thailand did no help to make my life any interesting.&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe that weekend: empty.&lt;br /&gt;the only best thing i did during dear's absence was to indulge sinfully over at sakura's with my family!&lt;br /&gt;rate was $23 per head, and i really made full use of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;i tried EVERY prawn available, and gosh.. the cheese and chilli prawn was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;gotta go there again someday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAAAAAAAAASSSSSST FOOOOOORRRRRWAAAAAARDDDDDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;friday, 31st October!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night to remember! well, first-time experiences are always unforgettable! (:&lt;br /&gt;it was, the night of &lt;a href="mailto:NP@45"&gt;NP@45&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;the build-up to the event was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;the night before, then dear first announced that she'll be attending the event with her friends, WITHOUT ME, i was rather pissed off. come on, she didn't mentioned anything about it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;didn't talk to dear for a moment, haha.&lt;br /&gt;then at night, dear invited me along for the occasion. refused persistently at first, but i was rather feeling insecured - you know, when it comes to clubbing, anything can happen - so me, as a good boyfriend, agreed to join along. it was a good opportunity to make fresh ties with dear's classmates. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, oh man. dj koflow was in the building, baby! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;great fun, and i danced like there was no tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;partied like a rockstar! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so entertaining, dear was a dancing queen! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday, 1st november!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody just knock some sense into me, and tell me that one year has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Just 365 days back, dear and I were celebrating her birthday on the night of our physics O's paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And today, we were together for the similar purpose yet again; the only differences were that she's a year older, and that we're already an official couple now.&lt;/div&gt;Birthdays are truly to be enjoyed, and I can swear to anyone that we had the best time ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Underwater World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the place to be, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swensens'&lt;/span&gt; - oh, it is always back there again - has never failed to live up to the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night of the first of november was one of the most unforgettable!&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life, i organised a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;and the best part, it was for my dear girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it would have all been impossible if it wasn't for my crew - mikhy, cabby, michee and purdey!&lt;br /&gt;i swear to god, i tell you.. they are exactly the group of people you would want to have to create the greatest surprise ever.&lt;br /&gt;i trusted them, laid the responsibilities on their shoulders.. and thank god, did they deliver what I was hoping for!&lt;br /&gt;A REALLY SPLENDID EVENING! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan went smoothly - from blindfolding dearest with the school tie, to the pizza-dinner surprise, to the blinding "game", and finally the biggest surprise of all, the arrival of the cake and the fieryheart which bore dear's initials .&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty cool, excellently planned and magnificently executed.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB, GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;and belated it may be. but..&lt;br /&gt;dear, happy seventeenth birthday! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-7940796781025971035?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/7940796781025971035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=7940796781025971035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7940796781025971035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7940796781025971035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/11/fabula.html' title='fabula! (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6861120230313052031</id><published>2008-10-24T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:50:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, for the first time ever.. class 1M1, or then-called 1K1, became so united!&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say, the surprise was a total success! (:&lt;br /&gt;the whole class was planning to create a belated surprise for JoLee, whose birthday was just a day before mine.&lt;br /&gt;i was all part of the surprise, and even contributed 5 bucks for the cake.&lt;br /&gt;totally didn't expect the surprise to get back on to me, and was caught off-guard.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder, i was the one tasked to distract JoLee off while they prepared the cake.&lt;br /&gt;azzrul actually wanted me off the prep work cos i was also part of the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;well done, guys.&lt;br /&gt;and especially to you, azzrul. i know you'll read this somewhere, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the shirt and the cake man, you were determined to keep the surprise a complete secret although you faced alot of setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;respect! (: thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after candle-blowing and cake-cutting,&lt;br /&gt;sean, eugene, JoLee and me spontaneously bought two more slices of cakes for cedric and john!&lt;br /&gt;john's celebrating his birthday tmr, as of 25th october, while cedric's on the 29th!&lt;br /&gt;so happy advance birthday wish, dudes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, today was the first of the many days dear's apart from me.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not taking it very well.&lt;br /&gt;felt a total difference, having to head home straight after school.. eating lunch with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and most apparent, not having to feel the beeps and vibrations of my hp, cos you're not there to feel my inbox. :(&lt;br /&gt;i'll be patient though, and what's this compared to the one year i've waited for you? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, got stuck on the song 'if i were a boy' by beyonce, lately.&lt;br /&gt;and was listening to it on the mp3 while on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;and i teared a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not exeggarating, but i feel totally empty without miss chua shilin!&lt;br /&gt;so you, yes you.. please jolly well get back home soon. so that i don't have to miss you so much. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;as i've promised, i'll give dear another clue today. and it'll be: heitr.&lt;br /&gt;good luck, sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off now! chiaos!&lt;br /&gt;love you, dearest! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6861120230313052031?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6861120230313052031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6861120230313052031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6861120230313052031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6861120230313052031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow-for-first-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4755821110048723964</id><published>2008-10-23T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:56:29.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, back to blogging. it's been dead for a while, thank god i know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, 14th october was marvellous!&lt;br /&gt;school was long, but was looking forward to the after-5-o'clock activities all day long.&lt;br /&gt;headed down to holland village for our 11th month meal, at this muslim western food outlet.&lt;br /&gt;very cool atmosphere;&lt;br /&gt;during some moments, it felt like i wasn't in singapore. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i had chicken chop, while dear had fish&amp;amp;chips! 5.80 each, standard price. (:&lt;br /&gt;at by the roadside, downhill on the curb, indeed. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;dear was clad in her brand new forever 21 top, and looked absolutely great!&lt;br /&gt;hot siol! haha.&lt;br /&gt;swensens' gelato for dessert, had mixed nut crunch @ 5.90! (:&lt;br /&gt;spent the night over at coffee bean, after much brain-cracking and hesitance,&lt;br /&gt;simply cos we didn't had any plan B's after meal. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, the 16th, was a bomb! (:&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it was my seventeenth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;planned earlier to catch a movie, but didn't, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;my phone got bombarded as early as the clock struck 12.&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for the wishes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and dear, it REALLY doesn't matter to me if you're not the first to wish me, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have no qualms about that at all. the first doesn't mean it's the best wish, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in fact, or most expectedly, you sent me the longest and the sweetest text of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what could be better than that?! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to plaza singapura right after school, and had pizza hut for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;didn't know pizza hut is currently having a very affordable meal offer..&lt;br /&gt;of $11.90 for a whole set of pasta/baked rice/pan pizza, plus soup of the day, plus drinks, and ice cream. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;had chicken wings as well.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach didn't go well for me during the whole course of the meal though, so had to make a visit to the toilet. took damn long..&lt;br /&gt;but dear was so understanding and patient! didn't throw tantrum at all, how sweeeeeeeeeet! (:&lt;br /&gt;love you, dearest. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;the day was approaching night too quickly, that we decided against the movies.&lt;br /&gt;went for shopping instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;bought two mario kinder surprise-like eggs, which toy suprises inside.&lt;br /&gt;had mario and his flower! adorable, actually. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was the first ever time i spent my age-anniversary with my girlfriend, and no one had been more suitable if it wasn't you, dearest sweetheart! (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the treat! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, the 17th.&lt;br /&gt;school was pretty short, but it was a long day for me.&lt;br /&gt;dear went over to leslie's place, and so i was a lil' lonely right after school.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to head down to geylang to finally purchase the novel for mummy's birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;novel was at $14, while the vcd cost $10.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied fazlee all the way down to his training centre at kampung ubi cc, and learnt new directions during the journey in bus 154. (:&lt;br /&gt;at night, headed to pasir panjang to pick dearest up from leslie's.&lt;br /&gt;many complications happened in between, but felt good that i was 'praised' as a good boyfriend. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;had kfc for supper! (: lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, 20th october. (:&lt;br /&gt;back to training after a week absence, due to bad stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;but it was doing fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;dearest's the best ever! waited for me to end training summore, 5-9! i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;thank you, dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, 21st october.&lt;br /&gt;made a small suprise for mum, by placing our gifts at the round table just outside her door.&lt;br /&gt;thought it was all good, but it was hurtful to hear that she had both the novel and the movie. :(&lt;br /&gt;totally disappointed, but what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of myself though, cos i was determined thruout the fight to get the novels. (:&lt;br /&gt;caught movie with  dearest! eagle eye was a hit!&lt;br /&gt;and shia lebeouf; man, he's such a great actor. (: LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;cinema's at west mall however, so the only best food we could get the was kfc. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your company, dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd october!&lt;br /&gt;school was short. (:&lt;br /&gt;met dearest after school, and went to have our last meal together before she leaves for chiang mai. :( how lonely i'll be. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;had the usuals; rojak, minced meat noodle.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get a hoody today, but couldn't find any. so too bad, boy.&lt;br /&gt;spent a lil' quality time with dear before i sent her home, and she cried. how sad i felt. :(&lt;br /&gt;but it'll only be for a short while, i hope. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks once again, dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways! dearest's birthday coming wihtin the next 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;and will be celebrating it on the first of november. (:&lt;br /&gt;the plans aren't finalised yet, but it'll be a good one, i hope. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;so anw, to set the mood right and to keep the suspense up, gave dearest some clues and hints leading to the events for that day. (:&lt;br /&gt;the letters given are scrambled, and the words formed are also in random sequence to create a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;that means.. even after guessing the words right, she still have to rearrange the words given over the next 12 days to form the sentence, which is the theme of the event. (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm praying she won't get it right before it hits the first of november. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the word given today was: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;neerscpe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. happy guessing, dearest. i'll update you again tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now, readers. i'll blog again soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;and dear, although you may be in another land;&lt;br /&gt;we'll always stay by each other k, regardless if it's physically or emotionally. (:&lt;br /&gt;dear, one last say, i love you so much. (: mwah mwah!&lt;br /&gt;smiles, your boyfriends, isham. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4755821110048723964?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4755821110048723964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4755821110048723964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4755821110048723964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4755821110048723964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1747355219613712835</id><published>2008-10-14T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:54:43.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tragedies, on the first day of semester.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, was one of the most hectic days i've ever experienced lately.&lt;br /&gt;had killer intestinal pains, and vomitted at 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;in school, was suffering from really bad stomach aches.&lt;br /&gt;first futsal training since the week before the previous exams started, and it created much of a mixed experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;returned to my goalscoring touch, but vomitted two times during the 'training' session.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what's wrong with my body, but i'm sure to take medications.&lt;br /&gt;i hope god will be kind to me tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;what a 'perfect' gift for our 11th month, but i shan't lament anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it could have been worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, talking about 11th month..&lt;br /&gt;i would like to wish dearest a Happy 11th Month! (:&lt;br /&gt;just another month to go, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;just 30 more days to flyers. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i love you more than any other man loves his spouse/girlfriend/pet/wealth/himself!!&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll be a better day tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;nights. ily, sl. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1747355219613712835?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1747355219613712835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1747355219613712835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1747355219613712835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1747355219613712835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/tragedies-on-first-day-of-semester.html' title='tragedies, on the first day of semester.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4772400520156922621</id><published>2008-10-12T15:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:53:34.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures; part 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when you're in love, the sweetest thing to you is your honey. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6gRSz7oI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9UOYDyo3tpw/s1600-h/17072008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256187303678963330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6gRSz7oI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9UOYDyo3tpw/s320/17072008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6gscGmxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/n5c8jL86DmY/s1600-h/17082008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256187310965693202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6gscGmxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/n5c8jL86DmY/s320/17082008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6MbfB_hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/BGHWCQSLMNY/s1600-h/17082008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256186962817187346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6MbfB_hI/AAAAAAAAAXw/BGHWCQSLMNY/s320/17082008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6MValIAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sogbV96toW8/s1600-h/27082008(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256186961187905538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6MValIAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/sogbV96toW8/s320/27082008(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6MmA2QEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/A_pY4VhQ0XA/s1600-h/27082008(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256186965643378754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6MmA2QEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/A_pY4VhQ0XA/s320/27082008(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6M_YExWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1IQI9cm9Soo/s1600-h/30072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256186972451685730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6M_YExWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1IQI9cm9Soo/s320/30072008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6M---nHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Coz50zExd4E/s1600-h/31082008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256186972346424434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6M---nHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Coz50zExd4E/s320/31082008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG4qfBS5TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/IhIvY--XBaY/s1600-h/11102008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256185280139027762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG4qfBS5TI/AAAAAAAAAXY/IhIvY--XBaY/s320/11102008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG4qXc1PsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iRD46smZA3s/s1600-h/11102008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256185278107041474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG4qXc1PsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iRD46smZA3s/s320/11102008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG4q-nmeOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9Qtx5-Zowj0/s1600-h/P1000971_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256185288621193442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG4q-nmeOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9Qtx5-Zowj0/s320/P1000971_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG28qLq_vI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gh3jlDtISIU/s1600-h/P1000968_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG28kf6t8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/epmeebAlDuU/s1600-h/11102008(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256183391824033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG28kf6t8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/epmeebAlDuU/s320/11102008(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG288h_3OI/AAAAAAAAAXA/xF2nl6ojONU/s1600-h/11102008(021).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256183398275210466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG288h_3OI/AAAAAAAAAXA/xF2nl6ojONU/s320/11102008(021).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG29NnRGpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0WF_QR2HJ1U/s1600-h/11102008(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256183402860714642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG29NnRGpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0WF_QR2HJ1U/s320/11102008(017).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG29A0gdQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TTz1RImmFsI/s1600-h/11102008(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256183399426585858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG29A0gdQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TTz1RImmFsI/s320/11102008(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4772400520156922621?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4772400520156922621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4772400520156922621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4772400520156922621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4772400520156922621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-part-2.html' title='pictures; part 2!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPG6gRSz7oI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9UOYDyo3tpw/s72-c/17072008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2568464951052774854</id><published>2008-10-12T14:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:01:50.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures; part 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pictures, pictures! in random sequence. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaD8ErZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6ock1j6YsTk/s1600-h/Bang!093_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256163007758904722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaD8ErZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6ock1j6YsTk/s320/Bang!093_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; way back on 25th of september: pre-break fast guys photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaImAdaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a0wSfAYeOFk/s1600-h/Bang!094_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256163009008530850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaImAdaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a0wSfAYeOFk/s320/Bang!094_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's arab street anw. and the graffiti, it's not ours. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaBegzKI/AAAAAAAAAWY/QQy0L5uOJTY/s1600-h/Bang!097_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256163007098047650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaBegzKI/AAAAAAAAAWY/QQy0L5uOJTY/s320/Bang!097_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cam-pimps at work y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaNTVudI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NMi-SOYfczg/s1600-h/Bang!098_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256163010272410066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaNTVudI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NMi-SOYfczg/s320/Bang!098_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; very cool spot for a shot! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkae-mZBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/5bJAzD-GJFg/s1600-h/P1000952_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256163015017260050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkae-mZBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/5bJAzD-GJFg/s320/P1000952_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; final group photo to cap off a fabulous outing! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjQ0Y1TbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/7eubss4XRuc/s1600-h/P1000946_360x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256161749454114226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjQ0Y1TbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/7eubss4XRuc/s320/P1000946_360x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the girls, over at danial's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjRFGTCNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NsIsFfpK2OA/s1600-h/P1000945_360x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256161753939773650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjRFGTCNI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NsIsFfpK2OA/s320/P1000945_360x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guys, in a rainbow of colours. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjRO1lxlI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FfMCiz8ZR-I/s1600-h/P1000939_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256161756554053202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjRO1lxlI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FfMCiz8ZR-I/s320/P1000939_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; irshad's (bottom right hand, in black) place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjRNzfLZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RyI4aOLE6PI/s1600-h/P1000937_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256161756276796818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjRNzfLZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/RyI4aOLE6PI/s320/P1000937_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; camwhoring over at nurdiniy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjROZjcbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/9Sz4MtjUf-A/s1600-h/P1000936_640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256161756436459954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGjROZjcbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/9Sz4MtjUf-A/s320/P1000936_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first group photo of the day! proudly.. at my house. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGenICBjmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/4mA-kfWDLyA/s1600-h/03102008(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256156635126140514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGenICBjmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/4mA-kfWDLyA/s320/03102008(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when no one's at home, the lenses and flashes prevails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGb3BlwBDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VDiIbaImW-s/s1600-h/06102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256153609739961394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGb3BlwBDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VDiIbaImW-s/s320/06102008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's my latest piece of top, from springfield. (: hot, or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGbI8x8I-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/D8ObQ2N4K5Y/s1600-h/30092008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256152818174927842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGbI8x8I-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/D8ObQ2N4K5Y/s320/30092008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my lego-faced nephew nephew. purely adorable, ain't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGbJPt-CnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZXBsObEPxrI/s1600-h/30092008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256152823258548850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGbJPt-CnI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZXBsObEPxrI/s320/30092008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiman in bro's shades and gloves. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2568464951052774854?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2568464951052774854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2568464951052774854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2568464951052774854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2568464951052774854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-part-1.html' title='pictures; part 1!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SPGkaD8ErZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6ock1j6YsTk/s72-c/Bang!093_640x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2551082552109656523</id><published>2008-10-12T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:08:56.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday! (: eleven month, woohoo!</title><content type='html'>hey, halooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo people! i'm back once again. (:&lt;br /&gt;today, or on the 11th specifically, had supersized fun with dearest!&lt;br /&gt;my best birthday celebration of all.. maybe becos i've yet to celebrate any of the past 16. :( lols.&lt;br /&gt;but sure, had lotsa fun with dear.&lt;br /&gt;actually there's never a time i didn't enjoy her company. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up really early, at 9, cos had to head down to conrad to get my salary voucher signed.&lt;br /&gt;things didn't go too smoothly, and so was just on time to meet dear @ outram mrt.&lt;br /&gt;original plan was lunch at dallas chicken, but it was closed. out of business, i think.&lt;br /&gt;so after much discussion, went to bistro delifrance! (:&lt;br /&gt;salad, potato pratin and steak for lunch, and kiwi diabolo for beverage.&lt;br /&gt;the diabolo was one hell of greatness. right, dear? we'll make our own soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;mized fruit tarts were a perfect sign-off for a sumptious birthday treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to sentosa! (:&lt;br /&gt;got tickets for cineblast and 4d magix!&lt;br /&gt;cineblast was a hell of an experience! super creative, and super profitable for them.&lt;br /&gt;the effects were so real, and the cabin ride was remarkable!&lt;br /&gt;just like an actual rollercoaster ride, minus the blood-in-the-brain and excessive adrenaline rush. but super fantastic still! (:&lt;br /&gt;4d magix was great too, although there are so much to improve.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline was abit crappy, and the effects, apart from the water squirts and gas release, have so much room to be improved on.&lt;br /&gt;still a lovely celebration throughout, and it's all from dear's crack of the brain. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long john for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;and our $hopping $pree began after that.&lt;br /&gt;here's the list of today's expenditures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bistro delifrance: $42&lt;br /&gt;7-eleven : $3.00 (bottled drinks &amp;amp; snacks)&lt;br /&gt;cineblast &amp;amp; 4D magix: $52&lt;br /&gt;sasa: $25 (perfume miniatures, face masks)&lt;br /&gt;long john silver: $10&lt;br /&gt;mark $ spencers: $14 (snacks, chips and shortcake)&lt;br /&gt;forever 21: $18 (sleeveless top)&lt;br /&gt;watsons: $5 (face masks)&lt;br /&gt;giant: $15 (anlene milk for dear's mum)&lt;br /&gt;food republic: $14 (tim sums for dear's mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, wtf. a cool $198 splashed today.&lt;br /&gt;we gotta stop this, please dear.&lt;br /&gt;time to save up, yeah? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw, million thanks dearest for another wonderful day together.&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time, i forked out so little money.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;i'll do all the forking out of money when it comes to your day, your celebration.&lt;br /&gt;and that'll be like 21 days from now. (:&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll top the celebration we had today.&lt;br /&gt;happy eleventh month in advance, and happy birthday to me in advance too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetheart, love you so much, alright?&lt;br /&gt;just another month to half of our agreed contract! (:&lt;br /&gt;love you, mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah!&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded tmr, or the next time i blog again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people, thanks for allowing me to share my life story.&lt;br /&gt;till then, adios. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2551082552109656523?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2551082552109656523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2551082552109656523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2551082552109656523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2551082552109656523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday-eleven-month-woohoo.html' title='birthday! (: eleven month, woohoo!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4237787135065854975</id><published>2008-10-09T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:44:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the comeback kid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;woooooooooooooooooooooooow! holla back, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the wait is finally here, and the reluctance have successfully been overcame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and here i am, after a month-plus-long hiatus, getting this accounts of mine back in business! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fasting month has been another lengthy one, but it has been great nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;managed to complete the whole month without barriers, although i came across lots of setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;and, managed to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; throughout the month too, although it wasn't every single day.&lt;br /&gt;the endurance of fasting, despite being long and laborous, just creates a perfect mood for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hari raya&lt;/span&gt; seemed short but yet it was another good one, apart from the fact that my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; packet collections have suffered a drastic decline.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds us of ongoing wall street crash over in the States. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;still managed to collect a lil' over 200 bucks, but i'll be keeping aside those cash to save up for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;'s GUESS bag! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;promised to get her one, so i'm in the process of keeping true to my words.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully, with a minor contribution from my pay, i will get a good one, and it'll be a gift for our &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;first anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. (: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been out of the house for consecutive days since the first of this month, except for saturday and sunday.&lt;br /&gt;reason being, house visitations for the first three days of raya, and have been meeting up with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; on the rest of the days.&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to venture out of the house once again, but feel a lil' sympathy for mum, cos she's all alone at home. :( her birthday's coming soon, and i'm looking to get her a novel! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, or on monday to be exact, i had one of the best outings with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; since a while.&lt;br /&gt;it's a really spontaneous date, but a good one nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;morning went for sports @ clementi sports hall. played badmintion and table tennis! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, sorry for that middle finger i pointed to you! really sorry, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;then headed to suntec! initially wanted to pay for the flyers' tickets, but failed to get a response from them. so went to find aiman's birthday present instead!&lt;br /&gt;it was a whole shopping-spree outing, and it's been long since i spent so much at one go. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;got two pairs of 2-years-old clothings from &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;fox&lt;/span&gt; for aiman, and a stunning-looking short sleeves from springfield for myself. (: dear got her own piece: a trendy &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; top from fox! (:&lt;br /&gt;total expenditures, including &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest'&lt;/span&gt;s and meals was $120+.&lt;br /&gt;holy cow, now then i realise it's such a big amount. HAHA. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec again on tuesday, this time we really got to pay for the flyer tickets @ centennial tower. (:&lt;br /&gt;flyers for first anniversary, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;! ooooh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeahhhhhhhhhh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, went for hari raya outing with my primary school mates!&lt;br /&gt;it's great to see a huge number of people present, especially when there were last minute changes the night before.&lt;br /&gt;wow, a record 23 people present. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;my house was first on the list, and served them &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;prego mushroom pasta sauce&lt;/span&gt; and spicy-hot chicken wings, alongside f&amp;amp;n &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;over-2 hours-stay here, before moving off to mai's and nurdiniy's.&lt;br /&gt;then off to irshad's, shikin's, hidayat's, nurdinah's, danial's and lastly fauzi's. (:&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the outing really much, especially when &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; didn't give me any problems at all.&lt;br /&gt;she trusts me, after all. haha!&lt;br /&gt;took lotsa group photos! i'll be uploading them later. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, anyway, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to saturday!&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes! my birthday celebration! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a special meal at dallas chicken's, before a special Sentosa trip oraganised by &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;so excited lah, haha. (: i'll need to plan a good one for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday and first year celebration to top the one she'll be organizing this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be turning 17 soon also, in a week's time. (: cool, cool. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, i guess. i'll update again this saturday, alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;take care, people.. for now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: my brothers are camwhores too, i didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;       and i followed suit, dumb. lols.&lt;br /&gt;       pictures to be put up soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, after a month, i'm putting this up again.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i simply love you so much&lt;/span&gt;! (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4237787135065854975?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4237787135065854975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4237787135065854975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4237787135065854975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4237787135065854975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/10/comeback-kid.html' title='the comeback kid!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4000950638253402399</id><published>2008-08-27T23:25:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:42:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lols. people, people! this entry is fresh from the oven dated on 1st september. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the date displayed was when i first started this entry. and it's so long, that i have to delay the posting. so yeah, just take it that it's posted on the 1st of september. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, it's been a while since i've blog. lols.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll just do recap-ping over and over again, cos sometimes i arrive to a point when i'm totally reluctant to blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'll recap on my daily accounts over the past three days!&lt;br /&gt;starting from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;25th August - MONDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off brightly, with me reaching EARLIER for once.&lt;br /&gt;agreed to meet at 9, but arrived ten minutes off the mark.&lt;br /&gt;waited for dearest over at the busstop, and headed off to the coffeshop for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;breakfast was damn hilarious, cos one serving of the breakfast set was shared between me and dear.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the uncle, who couldn't comprehend my initial order.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, i made dearest eat 4 half-boiled eggs in total.&lt;br /&gt;serve you right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minutes before the clock hits 10, we made our way to the sports hall.&lt;br /&gt;got ready, all excited, and started playing promptly.&lt;br /&gt;and dumb, we forgot to stretched. and all these aches are the fruits of our negligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton for close to two hours,&lt;br /&gt;and god, it feels great to perpire again! come on, it's been awhile since i last shed a sweat!&lt;br /&gt;regained my hitting-the-cock and smashing touches after a lengthy hiatus off the sport.&lt;br /&gt;and before i knew i would, i lost my steam and succumbed to fatigue. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;lousy, lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the day reached noon, dear and me were alr preaparing our paddles for another two hours of action over at the table tennis section.&lt;br /&gt;started pretty bad, as we were struggling to serve properly, and ended up looking like fools in a pool of aging professionals scattered among the other four tables.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, once we got the groove, everything went well.&lt;br /&gt;and we even extended our playing time by an hour. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a minor quarrel, and went to dearest's place.&lt;br /&gt;and off we went to jurong east to get the baking accesories.&lt;br /&gt;man, i swear i hate shopping. i hate, i hate, i hate!&lt;br /&gt;was running late to return home, but still managed to get some keropok lekor for 'dinner'!&lt;br /&gt;nice, nice. crunchy and crispy! (:&lt;br /&gt;that's simply my day. short and sweet, but fun-filled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;26th August - TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, had real fun baking at dearest's place!&lt;br /&gt;my first ever baking experiece! although tiring, i gained some really useful skills.&lt;br /&gt;but the most draining process was.. to stir the egg white!&lt;br /&gt;damn, damn f-ing laborious, and this is just one of the reasons why i'm not compatible with anything related to cakes, or rather, baking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complaints aside, the cake was a success.&lt;br /&gt;and i was glad i played a part in it. HEHE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to PRAWN!&lt;br /&gt;another 26 bucks off our pockets.&lt;br /&gt;was great fun, but the outcome.. only three prawns! so pathetic, felt like shit.&lt;br /&gt;just when we thought we'd call it a day with three prawns, the i'm-very-envious-of uncle approached us, and offered us ALL of his catch! all fifteen of them, i think.&lt;br /&gt;wow, such a nice man! god bless your generosity, grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;it felt quite awkward lah, it's like the champion granting a soreloser his much-coveted trophy. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter eventually, cos dear's mum decided to dispose all of them off.&lt;br /&gt;such a waste, but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;no more prawning. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;27th August - WEDNESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa! yeah yeah, sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;it was one of the days that i've been eyeing in my vacation calendar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dearest in the morning at vivocity, or specifically, GIANT SUPERMARKET!&lt;br /&gt;was late, like always.&lt;br /&gt;initally wanted to get mats at daiso, but dear told me it was still closed.&lt;br /&gt;so went to GIANT for alternatives.&lt;br /&gt;got this foam mat @ $3.99 each, and got two of them. i paid for them!&lt;br /&gt;bought our food supply, and dear sponsored the costs. so nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what seemed to be a promising day turned ugly.&lt;br /&gt;like the previous time, it rained. hell it rained.&lt;br /&gt;guess it's the raining season, but was stubbornly hoping the rain won't fall.&lt;br /&gt;at least, caught a short glimpse of the sun. managed to suntan a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;hid under that multi-purpose hall while it rained, and played a lil' soccer.&lt;br /&gt;and like always, there was room for quarrels. okay okay, now i admit it's my fault. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;once the quarrel dissolved, went back to soccer, before we had our eating-spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate super lots, ranging over different kind of food! here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;porridge for breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;prawn crackers, ear biscuit, calbee hot &amp;amp; spicy as our munching snacks,&lt;br /&gt;tap water, h2o to keep us hydtrated over at sentosa,&lt;br /&gt;yong tau fuu for dinner&lt;br /&gt;ben&amp;amp;jerry's cookie cheesecake and black raspberry yoghurt for dessert,&lt;br /&gt;raspberry tea for post-dinner drink,&lt;br /&gt;and finally, had mark&amp;amp;spencers' dutch shortcake in the bus home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear's got a reason to be happy; she's ended her long-search for kinder surprise. (:&lt;br /&gt;fasting's month fast approaching, time to get fit and back on track!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;28th August - THURSDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't meet dearest.&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day at home.&lt;br /&gt;cleared my soon-to-be thrown-away study table, and discovered the good old things from the past.&lt;br /&gt;took a while going thru my photo collection; saw my baby photo, my kindergarten graduation pictures, and lots of my self portraits!&lt;br /&gt;didn't realise i was alr hot since last time. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidied up the house, and caught up with brother Is alot about his alaska trip.&lt;br /&gt;cool, i want to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life, i felt lost in my own house.&lt;br /&gt;with the renovation taking place, i had to shift everything.&lt;br /&gt;and things are no longer where it used to be. i hate changes, i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm in the sitcom extreme makeover.&lt;br /&gt;my room's in for a major change. okay lah, not too major. but it doesn't feels like my room anymore.&lt;br /&gt;optimistically, changes can be good sometimes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload images of my room once it's done with all the sofa delivery and all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;29th August - FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early teachers' day celebration, so headed down to TANGLIN!&lt;br /&gt;had a chaotic night the day before. last-minute preparations for teachers' gift which ended in failure. at least, i managed to prepare the flowers. save my blushes; i didn't come empty-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dearest in the morning. agreed to have breakfast over at ayer rajah, but i arrived late!&lt;br /&gt;what's with me, late asshole.&lt;br /&gt;dear was so hot in her white blouse and long skirt. no kidding, her sight just couldn't get out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;sat at the hall for awhile, to catch glimpses of the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;quite crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across all the teachers; it brings back all the good memories once again.&lt;br /&gt;feels like tears gonna trickle down soon. man, i miss those good ol' days!&lt;br /&gt;the best line i heard of the day was from ms. solastri, "hey, hey. look at that guy over there. he's put on alot of weight", referring to me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah. it's all clear to see. i'm growing cheeks. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toured around school to find teachers, but i could only manage to give four of the eight flowers i had prepared.&lt;br /&gt;missed out on ms. chu, mr. teo, ms. leong and mr. wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent majority of my time over at the canteen, with the rest of four-e-ones.&lt;br /&gt;thomas, tudor, joshua, clement, mikhail, noel, darren, nadirah, yuping, wanru, purdey, judith, cabrina, ling feng, felicia, kamrun, hamimah, jingying, xiu ting were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote a note for mrs. koh, part of the class's gigantic surprise for our form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to write a template message for all the teachers, but didn't have time to make the cards.&lt;br /&gt;so, too bad. maybe next year. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prayers, went for wall-e!!!&lt;br /&gt;i had alr wanted to watch this movie when i first saw the trailer way back in february, while working at carrefour.&lt;br /&gt;and the half-year wait was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;started out quite slow and boring, but overall it was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;a sure must-go! tickets only at $6 for students, so i recommend this movie. (:&lt;br /&gt;my ratings: 4/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loitered around jurong east with all of them, planning for our vacation class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's doom to fail. but still looking forward to the one-night stay. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomach was grumbling, so went for a meal!&lt;br /&gt;was indecisive like always, but ended up at spagetti too again!&lt;br /&gt;the baked rice is ommmmmmmmmph, awesome! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked a lil', and sent dear home.&lt;br /&gt;that's the beginning of my weekend. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;30th August - Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family day. went to abc brickworks @ queensway for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;had black pepper chicken rice. couldn't finish though.&lt;br /&gt;went to fix my contacts, it's way past it's expiry date. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ikea! final visit there before hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;booked a very cool sofa-bed at just $199, plus a simple wooden table to finish the room set-up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited to get my room done! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, went for soccer with bro Is at boonlay sec!&lt;br /&gt;the pitch was wet, and i returned to the field after a long 6 months on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;and so, that spells H-E-L-L.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't keep up with the tempo of the game, cos was constantly out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;had few chances to scored though, but netted none.&lt;br /&gt;final score read 4-2, but not to my favour. hais.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to futsal training, miss the court. (: LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prayers, went to yungsheng foodcourt for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;that was where we found a lost hp. and as good samaritans, we returned it back to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;31st August - SUNDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madrasah in the morning, and out with dearest after that.&lt;br /&gt;had a bad, bad x 18750 quarrel. i felt useless, embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;but things were bound to get normal, and it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at macd's, my final meal with dear before the fasting month!&lt;br /&gt;shared my childhood photos with dear, and commented alot.&lt;br /&gt;i look really different from how i use to be. LOLS. people change. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lepak-ed at jurong greens, the place where all happy memories were stored at.&lt;br /&gt;had cornetto, and played heart attack. damn lame, but fun anyway. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took tons of photos, and it feels great to look hot once again. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;a great 'final' day with dearest, and i'm sure after the promises made, i'll get thru this fasting period with total ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;dearest, everything's gonna be fine okay?&lt;br /&gt;you have to keep your promises orh, if not i'll have a hard time over the next 29 days.&lt;br /&gt;today was a good start, at least we're able to cope with each other's absence.&lt;br /&gt;just get thru this one month and then we'll enjoy the rest of the eleven, alright?&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is a good thing after all, maybe our infrequent meetings will make us appreciate each other more.&lt;br /&gt;only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;time for you to get on with life wihtout me temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll appear back in your life once every two days, yeah? lols.&lt;br /&gt;remember, i'll meet you on alternate days. (:&lt;br /&gt;let's skip the obvious, definitely i'll miss going out with you and spending my day doing nothing with you.&lt;br /&gt;but this period of time is bound to take place once every year in the hijr calendar.&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll understand, dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big feast awaits you once it hits past first october.&lt;br /&gt;so stay excited k?&lt;br /&gt;we'll enjoy life after that.&lt;br /&gt;i have lotsa plans for us. and like you know me, i have tons up my sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;so set that as a motivation to get us thru. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey lady, i love you like i've always did, and like i always do.&lt;br /&gt;loves, my dear sweetheart. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4000950638253402399?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4000950638253402399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4000950638253402399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4000950638253402399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4000950638253402399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/recap.html' title='recap'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-3688873168403531489</id><published>2008-08-23T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:59:25.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my great two days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;pheeeeeeeeeeeew! the past two days was a hella great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent so much time with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, and did lotsa things! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm damn damn glad that next week will be a continuation of a brilliant string of outings with dearest! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, let's do a recap of thursday and friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;21st August - Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a day meant for our belated 9th month celebration, and hell it went with distinctions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but my day started off with a wrong footing; i took trouble to all lengths, but i still couldn't get the collage printed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darn, darn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt so damn bad, cos i initially wanted to surprise &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; with a laminated piece of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just not my day maybe. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after wasting an hour at jurong east, i got on the train and went off to jurong point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt a lil' kiasu, cos bought a 7pm show at 1 in the afternoon. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, was afraid that tickets would run dry quick, so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got two tickets for 4bia, and the price was a lil' off my expectation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe cos it was the day of release. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got home, took a lil' rest.. and within an hour, left home for ngee ann poly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;promised &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; to 'pick' her up, and so stayed true to my words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda miss school though, and was so tempted to play futsal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i wasn't in the right attire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;settled down at cheers, and waited.. for a lil' over half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was already a lil' agitated by then, cos we were behind time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but everything went our way after that, and the bus ride was damn short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we got ahead of time schedule due to that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had our meal at spagetti too! man, man. reasonably cheap, and reasonably delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;readers, you should check that place out! recommended! (: bill was $22++. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;certified halal, no worries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had breaded chicken bake-d rice, and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; had shredded chicken pasta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bake-d rice was cheesefully yummy, and pasta was mouth-watering! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the strawberry milkshake is a must-try! blended ice-cream, just like swensens'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not to forget, we capped off our meal with a i-want-to-forget shredded chicken pizza!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, it's so filling and so chickenful that i got jelak of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate four slices, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;'s insistence. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rushed our way through the crowd and off we went to jp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were early, and it was the first time ever that we entered the cinema as the first few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you see, usually, we are the latest. either went the adverts are alr on, or when the movie has kicked off. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda eerie though, cos we were about to watch a horror and people were streaming in slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was expecting a huge crowd, but only half of the seats were occupied. eerie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no lah, actually i was the timid one. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4bia is a well-structured movie not suitable for the faint-hearted, definitely. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even me, as brave as i could be, showed glimpse of timidness. screamed thru the cinema during one of the scenes inside the airplane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could tell &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; was more terrified, she was closing her face most of the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, i would rate this movie highly in my books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasn't a pleasure, it was more of a torment watching the characters behind the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it didn't fail to make the atmosphere intense, with pulses of horror every single moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sure i love it. (: but we vowed no more of any horror films. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;interesting experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go watch it okay, everyone? not to be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie ended at around 9.30, and fetched &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all around it was a wonderful day, just that i was stained with paranoia thruout the night. LOLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;22nd August - Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;planned for a revisit buffet lunch at hei sushi @ downtown east, but fated not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; had no appetite for sushi, while i was reluctant to travel so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, ended up at &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;'s area, and went for friday prayers at As-syakirin. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left for clementi; a new beginning to our business adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scouted for outfits, and got a few appealing ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked about, and had lunch over at the coffeeshop just opposite sumo house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, had our new-favourite rojak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was a lil' expensive, but nonetheless, delicious as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; place after my evening prayers, and watched table tennis bronze playoffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;li jiawei, although she didn't get any medals, she showed glimpses of brilliant world class play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try again, miss li. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spend some time switching around the channels, and even dozed off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;couldn't stand the sleepiness, so went home swiftly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; was sick, and was worried about her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know she'll be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a great day yet again, cos i got to be with dearest. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;23rd August - Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel so bored. going to aunt's house later, and i feel so reluctant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shits man. hais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simply nothing to blog about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday would be great, i hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;continous hours of badminton, table tennis, swimming and football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great, so excited! something to look forward to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear, we'll enjoy every moment k? lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, peeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest,&lt;/span&gt; you're &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait, wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least. my collage! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237588356063867698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SK-m3CLoszI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Pblefv6o7CI/s320/Slide1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;simply brilliant, ain't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-3688873168403531489?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/3688873168403531489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=3688873168403531489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3688873168403531489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3688873168403531489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-great-two-days.html' title='my great two days!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SK-m3CLoszI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Pblefv6o7CI/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4408189533978506505</id><published>2008-08-21T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:28:14.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ninth month celebration just moments away!&lt;br /&gt;super excited for dear to get over and done with her paper,&lt;br /&gt;and then we'll be off to spaghetti too!&lt;br /&gt;then head down to jp for 4bia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, in the morning, i'll have to leave home to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i'll head down to je to get our collage printed! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so dead proud of it. (: well at least, i didn't type that one.&lt;br /&gt;it's more effort eh, dear. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'll have to head to jp, to get tickets for the 7.00pm 4bia, just in case it runs out quick,&lt;br /&gt;for you know, tmr's the release.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that'll be my day tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4408189533978506505?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4408189533978506505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4408189533978506505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4408189533978506505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4408189533978506505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/ninth-month-celebration-just-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4767956928794481859</id><published>2008-08-20T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:14:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, oh man! thursday's just 24 hours away.&lt;br /&gt;i'm super excited; it's time to experience enjoyment after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;holidays here again, finally. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4767956928794481859?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4767956928794481859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4767956928794481859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4767956928794481859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4767956928794481859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-oh-man-thursdays-just-24-hours-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-13785284526060521</id><published>2008-08-16T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:19:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my brain's working again!</title><content type='html'>woohoo, i've got all my plans sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;9th month celebration will be off a simple one,&lt;br /&gt;meal-venue will be spaghetti-too;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, it's been long since the last time. three months ago, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;then we'll be off to the cinema? gonna catch four-bia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four-bia; a spoonful of horror with a pinch of humour.&lt;br /&gt;heard it's quite appealing and offers something new.&lt;br /&gt;what more can you expect, four horror tales back-to-back.&lt;br /&gt;sounds coooooool? but it's only available in shaw cinema.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, most probably heading to JEC, again..&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then friday! weekly prayers at al-istighfar mosque over at pasir ris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest &lt;/span&gt;would have to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;once the clock hits three, we would most likely be settled at hei sushi!&lt;br /&gt;a revisit, hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;a return to meet my best friend, fried &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;hotate&lt;/span&gt;! wooooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;man oh man, holidays holidays.&lt;br /&gt;gotta make the best out of the nine days in between the end of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;'s examinations and the start of ramadhan. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, be excited! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, maybe a hiatus?&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll be heading down to my aunt's place for a gathering.&lt;br /&gt;so-not looking forward to it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, hey! on monday, i'll be hitting the ground running once again!&lt;br /&gt;maybe.. we'll have our sports day! hours of badminton, football and.. ping pong, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;man, i can't help but wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the days, a lot of other exciting activities will be in store!&lt;br /&gt;the fish spa, sentosa and prawning!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe, i'm so high now.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for now, just a lil' concentration on my last remaining paper, the killer ENGMEC!&lt;br /&gt;arrrrghhh, i have no confidence at all.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad, life has got to go on.&lt;br /&gt;and like i've always told &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;; to overcome your fears, you have to face it.&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, preparing for that one final obstacle!&lt;br /&gt;a carrot at the end of the race, baby!&lt;br /&gt;a whole exciting week with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, i'll be off on a hiatus for awhile, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;cos i see my life stagnating for the next few days. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, wish me a million lucks for my final paper, people. (:&lt;br /&gt;and god will bless you millions back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodie-nights!&lt;br /&gt;till you read again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chua shilin&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        million&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; loves&lt;/span&gt;, indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-13785284526060521?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/13785284526060521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=13785284526060521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/13785284526060521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/13785284526060521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-brains-working-again.html' title='my brain&apos;s working again!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6430963133549853934</id><published>2008-08-14T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:52:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new chapter. (:</title><content type='html'>Allah gave me one final chance today,&lt;br /&gt;a chance for me to repent and rectify my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm taking it with open arms, and i'm keen to make full use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm down with gratefulness, today was an excellent start.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hoping it'll stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;i feel refreshed, i feel anew.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a new beginning with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long gone all those days, and here i am,&lt;br /&gt;on the ninth month of my relationship,&lt;br /&gt;vowing to change my forgettable habits, disgusting lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a different isham, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt; always. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6430963133549853934?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6430963133549853934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6430963133549853934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6430963133549853934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6430963133549853934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-chapter.html' title='new chapter. (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2578817918200824632</id><published>2008-08-14T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:18:33.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fourteenth!</title><content type='html'>woooooooooooohooooo, fourteenth's here again!&lt;br /&gt;and yeappie! it's the ninth month!&lt;br /&gt;seems kinda long, been through lots of rough times together.&lt;br /&gt;but here we are, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;and me, still going strong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one bad thing though, we aren't gonna celebrate today. :(&lt;br /&gt;cos my examination kicks off tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay, 21st august will be of total awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;though i'm still cracking my head hard, to find ideas.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that'll be all for this post.&lt;br /&gt;blog again soon, i guess. get updated! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, happy ninth month, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;may we continue this till the bitter end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you so much&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2578817918200824632?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2578817918200824632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2578817918200824632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2578817918200824632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2578817918200824632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/fourteenth.html' title='the fourteenth!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1739237953747562205</id><published>2008-08-10T22:55:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:35:32.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day!! pictures. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;national day 2008 @ marina bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhU3VkPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rS_iyKtfyFU/s1600-h/mini-P1000623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232918357238714610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhU3VkPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rS_iyKtfyFU/s320/mini-P1000623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the first picture i took, a view of the stage, from my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhZdz4tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/BZGDsvQnBK0/s1600-h/mini-P1000625.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232918358473827026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhZdz4tI/AAAAAAAAAUI/BZGDsvQnBK0/s320/mini-P1000625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; that's the view, to my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhiUz9aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/cblViYnKnE4/s1600-h/mini-P1000626.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232918360852002210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhiUz9aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/cblViYnKnE4/s320/mini-P1000626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the iconic singapore view, to my diagonal right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhtHH-bI/AAAAAAAAAUY/luK1tLXEI9U/s1600-h/mini-P1000641.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232918363747383730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhtHH-bI/AAAAAAAAAUY/luK1tLXEI9U/s320/mini-P1000641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the huge floodlight, and the lighting tower, to my diagonal left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8Ph9uwwEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5AfiLozDYzE/s1600-h/mini-P1000647.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232918368208601154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8Ph9uwwEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5AfiLozDYzE/s320/mini-P1000647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; singapore flyer! to my diagonal south-west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_cwUlvI/AAAAAAAAATY/PQkIEuiHvRc/s1600-h/mini-P1000663.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917775241221874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_cwUlvI/AAAAAAAAATY/PQkIEuiHvRc/s320/mini-P1000663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; that cloud, that threat which dimmed a perfect occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_s9xT6I/AAAAAAAAATg/QCo2bq7bUN0/s1600-h/mini-P1000666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917779592597410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_s9xT6I/AAAAAAAAATg/QCo2bq7bUN0/s320/mini-P1000666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; a scene, relatively similar to independence day film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_qjPxZI/AAAAAAAAATo/IUWtHET8VII/s1600-h/mini-P1000657.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917778944476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_qjPxZI/AAAAAAAAATo/IUWtHET8VII/s320/mini-P1000657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the celebration opener, jet-ski display!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_xbA1PI/AAAAAAAAATw/Tkc8UICC0nQ/s1600-h/mini-P1000651.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917780788991218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_xbA1PI/AAAAAAAAATw/Tkc8UICC0nQ/s320/mini-P1000651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; cheerleaders on the spotlight, a number hail from NP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_y-pk6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/3NFPhmX2lMQ/s1600-h/mini-P1000670.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917781206897570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8O_y-pk6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/3NFPhmX2lMQ/s320/mini-P1000670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the red lions, gracing through the dim skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OUZ_sT6I/AAAAAAAAASw/dU37mwihwxg/s1600-h/mini-P1000677.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917035766009762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OUZ_sT6I/AAAAAAAAASw/dU37mwihwxg/s320/mini-P1000677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the HOMEteam motorcycles circling the upper tier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OUp653BI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KQ3wjM6OJcA/s1600-h/mini-P1000680.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917040040893458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OUp653BI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KQ3wjM6OJcA/s320/mini-P1000680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; schools' uniform group marching up the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OUot07zI/AAAAAAAAATA/KjrjXDLpNEA/s1600-h/mini-P1000682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917039717609266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OUot07zI/AAAAAAAAATA/KjrjXDLpNEA/s320/mini-P1000682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; military defences forming NDP 08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OU53qftI/AAAAAAAAATI/N50wGj_PZpU/s1600-h/mini-P1000688.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917044322270930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OU53qftI/AAAAAAAAATI/N50wGj_PZpU/s320/mini-P1000688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; water display greeting the darkening skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OU-6wn8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/oD7oTFp8z5Q/s1600-h/mini-P1000694.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232917045677432770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8OU-6wn8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/oD7oTFp8z5Q/s320/mini-P1000694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; smoke; blame it on the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M4zLWiTI/AAAAAAAAASI/4NQF6S4_1Gc/s1600-h/mini-P1000664.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915461977835826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M4zLWiTI/AAAAAAAAASI/4NQF6S4_1Gc/s320/mini-P1000664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; wow, singapore. a wonderful island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M416pAPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TGr3DwT82hI/s1600-h/mini-P1000697.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915462713049330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M416pAPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TGr3DwT82hI/s320/mini-P1000697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 20 of the 37 lit-up fish-shaped air balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M5H29zNI/AAAAAAAAASY/fEmMBtHRZ_Y/s1600-h/mini-P1000702.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915467529473234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M5H29zNI/AAAAAAAAASY/fEmMBtHRZ_Y/s320/mini-P1000702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; fullerton and his taller company; the nightlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M5MXF2lI/AAAAAAAAASg/kjOSnN_SS1E/s1600-h/mini-P1000703.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915468737960530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M5MXF2lI/AAAAAAAAASg/kjOSnN_SS1E/s320/mini-P1000703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; focus's on the skyscrapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M5WdwkHI/AAAAAAAAASo/xhh2y8H4ZbY/s1600-h/mini-P1000701.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232915471450280050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8M5WdwkHI/AAAAAAAAASo/xhh2y8H4ZbY/s320/mini-P1000701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; towers in blackout mode. no lah, just a camera flash mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LO8BJWWI/AAAAAAAAARg/98DqNF7FdnE/s1600-h/mini-P1000711.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913643284814178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LO8BJWWI/AAAAAAAAARg/98DqNF7FdnE/s320/mini-P1000711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the neon spotlights did wonders. here, orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LO1YMQvI/AAAAAAAAARo/LBv9LV44IGM/s1600-h/mini-P1000712.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913641502425842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LO1YMQvI/AAAAAAAAARo/LBv9LV44IGM/s320/mini-P1000712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; here, beams of blue. with the automated-erected towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LPAenz_I/AAAAAAAAARw/bryJol1Yu5E/s1600-h/mini-P1000717.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913644482187250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LPAenz_I/AAAAAAAAARw/bryJol1Yu5E/s320/mini-P1000717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; orange and purple. awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LPGVGf_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/HnjbzamV7KM/s1600-h/mini-P1000719.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913646052868082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LPGVGf_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/HnjbzamV7KM/s320/mini-P1000719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i certainly like this one, pleases my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LPB0XWoI/AAAAAAAAASA/MCYZzD_3wsw/s1600-h/mini-P1000733.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232913644841818754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8LPB0XWoI/AAAAAAAAASA/MCYZzD_3wsw/s320/mini-P1000733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; and finally, the best for the last. the finale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8Jgr2VUlI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/B6k0y8NDrZU/s1600-h/mini-P1000757.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911749158883922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8Jgr2VUlI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/B6k0y8NDrZU/s320/mini-P1000757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; showtime's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8Jg8jwqcI/AAAAAAAAARA/KM2HbP-LQ_U/s1600-h/mini-P1000761.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911753644386754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8Jg8jwqcI/AAAAAAAAARA/KM2HbP-LQ_U/s320/mini-P1000761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; we were the only ones left in our section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8JhLraAzI/AAAAAAAAARI/lo_gEA52UkQ/s1600-h/mini-P1000763.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911757702988594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8JhLraAzI/AAAAAAAAARI/lo_gEA52UkQ/s320/mini-P1000763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; whoa, a beauty. i've loved water displays since young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8JhZi0VvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tlQLVsrEAJU/s1600-h/mini-P1000764.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911761425061618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8JhZi0VvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tlQLVsrEAJU/s320/mini-P1000764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; beams of water jetting towards the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8JhoZ0MyI/AAAAAAAAARY/ku9nk3lUTZs/s1600-h/mini-P1000769.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911765413835554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8JhoZ0MyI/AAAAAAAAARY/ku9nk3lUTZs/s320/mini-P1000769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the final picture taken of the day, ndp 08. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;away from the spotlight, dear and me enjoy the flashes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I30D8ZBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/iJS4WbmAdTE/s1600-h/mini-P1000749.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911046988817426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I30D8ZBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/iJS4WbmAdTE/s320/mini-P1000749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; credits to dear, all the trouble to capture it for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I31QJrcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/hvKchiVvQfE/s1600-h/mini-P1000743.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911047308455362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I31QJrcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/hvKchiVvQfE/s320/mini-P1000743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; red lights unleashing its blinding power. sl looks hot in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I4MBwOhI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kwWpeUvAAkA/s1600-h/mini-P1000739.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911053422082578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I4MBwOhI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kwWpeUvAAkA/s320/mini-P1000739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; man, i certainly look bad in photos. i'm growing cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I4FRBsdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZPJ0bYM9-UE/s1600-h/mini-P1000737.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232911051607093714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8I4FRBsdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZPJ0bYM9-UE/s320/mini-P1000737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; this gotta be one of my best shot. (: love the trembles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZFulkXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SGo2HAn2hbI/s1600-h/mini-P1000750.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232909419643507058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZFulkXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SGo2HAn2hbI/s320/mini-P1000750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the flyer wants some focus too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZZgODUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rrv7jVZBop8/s1600-h/mini-P1000752.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232909424951954754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZZgODUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rrv7jVZBop8/s320/mini-P1000752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; another trembling effect, unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZtqlJPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xZ-VNxcCJYA/s1600-h/mini-P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232909430364120306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZtqlJPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xZ-VNxcCJYA/s320/mini-P1000753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; this one's a good one too, at least i look kinda good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZrmGmDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2wHbpCozE6o/s1600-h/mini-P1000754.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232909429808470066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZrmGmDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2wHbpCozE6o/s320/mini-P1000754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; pardon all the spoutings, that's the only way i'm not going to look chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZwu-i-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DQupAgyirac/s1600-h/mini-P1000758.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232909431187868642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8HZwu-i-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/DQupAgyirac/s320/mini-P1000758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; my fav photo of the day! i love &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; to bits! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1739237953747562205?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1739237953747562205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1739237953747562205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1739237953747562205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1739237953747562205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-pictures.html' title='national day!! pictures. :)'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SJ8PhU3VkPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rS_iyKtfyFU/s72-c/mini-P1000623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-3010579727710276879</id><published>2008-08-10T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:50:03.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;man, oh man! i gotta swear, yesterday was the coolest shit ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was NATIONAL DAY, people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i was one of the 27,000 witnessing the brilliance of the celebration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the atmosphere was, whoaaaa, simply astounding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and so much sweeter, that &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest &lt;/span&gt;was there sharing the moment with me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it feels great, to be a single drop in a sea of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crimson&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;another perfect day began with a meet-up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was late like everytime; man, i'm always a procrastinator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;decided to meet up at 2 initially, but i was still minutes late even when the timing was changed to 2.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that's oh-so-'isham. LOLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;man hella, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; was the sexiest red-and-white yesterday. couldn't afford to take my eyes of her. HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so yeah, began our lenghty journey to marina in bus 97.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; managed to revise a lil', and besides that, managed to capture pictures of our excited faces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alighted at marina square, and wandered around, deciding what to have for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and yes, yes. we were back to pizza hut! it's been months since we had our last couple's delight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;come on, that's the most affordable meal for a special occasion like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;meat galore for our regular pizza, along with cream of chicken, the six-piece spicy chicken and a glass of pepsi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;total bill was $35+. quite okay. and the funniest part, we couldn't get our card payment for the bill approved. so the lady had to repeat her dialling procedure time &amp;amp; time again. was pretty frightened, cos didn't have much cash with me. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but it was all over within minutes. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and hey, hey! i had a pleasant surprise while i was engrossed in my pizza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i had this guy staring through the wall for quite some time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so i had glances at him, checking out who he was. and man, i even looked at him right in the eye for a few times. but i still couldn't get my recognising-mode right. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and hell, it was my own long-time-never-see bestest buddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was noel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whoa sey, didn't know he's already into the game. he's attached now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thought he was one who doesn't love, and don't get loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was fabulous to see him again, he's changed pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, back to the topic. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; and me had decided earlier to be by the stands at 4.45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and so, had to rush our meal, which we did. everything was already running according to plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so we were dashing against the crowd, finding the exit. but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the 'best' thing that could happen on a rather special day, occurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, she broke her slippers. or rather, the strap got detached! LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what a time, what a time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thoughts of reaching the stands on time suddenly diminished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was more concerned about &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;; i know the embarassment she had to shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i've gone through the same exact scenario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i was as ridiculously desperate as &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; to get a new pair of footwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chey, sounds like i'm picturing myself as a concerned boyfriend. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;come on, i was, and i am. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha. joke of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at the midst of our running-around-to-get-a-footwear, there was this bridal promoter who flashed a leaflet to me and asked, 'want to get married?'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was like laughing my heart out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wth, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;and me certainly don't look like 20+, are we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i mean, hey brother, get your customers right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't shoot at anyone. the couple behind us were also teenagers man, i can tell. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after the huge hoohaa, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; got a new pair of adorable pumps from Charles &amp;amp; Keith, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have to say, she appeared more attractive with the new one. HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and then, off we go again! to the marina multi-purpose hall! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;right from the ticketing entrance, i have to say the celebration was very well-organised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the security was tight, and the ushers were jovial, greeting us throughout our whole stroll to the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the walk was rather long, as the green sector were close to the other end of the gallery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;took our funpacks, and a copy of 8 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;saw a number of familiar faces, namely my-long-lost-primary-schoolmate, nafisah; my NP futsal teammate, guan xiong; and my FOC camp leader, denise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;flights of stairs we had to climb, but i was okay with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was more worried about &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, cos she had her new, tight pumps on, which caused her some pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;got our seat, which promised a good view. the tag on my seat read: 63-67.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the performances were reasonably good. i couldn't clearly remember the sequence of the concert though. but it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but hey. the red lions and the black knights stole the show man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i come from the aerospace, and sure i was amazed, fascinated, captivated, mesmerized or whatever vocab that comes to your mind, when i was able to witness the acrobat planes in action! woohoo, fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;man, the vertical loops, the heart shape.. i'm in love with planes! LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;finale was superb, with hady and joi closing the celebration with this year's theme song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SHINE FOR SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;performers invaded the platform, as the luminous, sparkly glitters of fireworks lit marina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;leaving thousands and thousands of people in awe, and leaving us in applause after minutes of display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no, no. the celebration didn't end there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;post-parade party was up next, and it was CLUBBING time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dj george, of st. james' power station was in the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;with the speakers letting out pulses of beats, and the likes of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;apologise, when i grow up, don't stop the music&lt;/span&gt; rocking the night, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and i decided to lepak the emptying gallery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;by the time my seiko watch showed 9.15, we were alr on our way exiting the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;walked down to the stretch of road graced by mr. president earlier, and was just metres away from the performing platform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then came the hassle, finding our way to the nearest bus stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eventually took our bus at the suntec convention hall, and the trip back home seemed longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe cos we took a different bus service, and maybe cos i was suffering stomach aches that i was too yearning to reach home asap. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;our wonderful outing ended with our routinal nine-kisses, and a huge wave to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY ONE and ONLY&lt;/span&gt; singapore-flag-like &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;man, i love her so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and it's always lovely to bring her to special occasions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;her excitement and enthusiasm would always get me in the right mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;another perfect outing, another remarkable piece of reminiscence into our memory. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;next up, our 9th month celebration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm still in a state of cracking-up-my-brain, clueless of where we'd be heading to spend our time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but don't worry, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;. just know that it'll be a great one, like always. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you always&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-3010579727710276879?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/3010579727710276879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=3010579727710276879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3010579727710276879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3010579727710276879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day.html' title='national day!!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6873247419319199110</id><published>2008-08-05T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:51:05.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what, what?! NDP!</title><content type='html'>whoa. i haven't been blogging for so long!&lt;br /&gt;the final post was like a week ago, and that was even an entry that &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; posted for me.&lt;br /&gt;she's damn smart, she broke into my blogger account.&lt;br /&gt;naughty, naughty. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, okay. everything aside.&lt;br /&gt;chalet plans were a total failure.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, at least we've got sth to cheer about right, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be my first live &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; P&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, damn high. damn excited!&lt;br /&gt;and it'll be with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, so much to make the occasion sweeter!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;one dilemma though, i'm lacking of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;and also, lacking of clothes to wear there.&lt;br /&gt;HAIS. nothing in my wardrobe matches.&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay, 4 more days to crack my head.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, hoping it'll be one hell of a great day!&lt;br /&gt;till then, take care everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6873247419319199110?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6873247419319199110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6873247419319199110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6873247419319199110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6873247419319199110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-what-ndp.html' title='what, what?! NDP!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1238376010480577706</id><published>2008-07-31T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:03:05.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day</title><content type='html'>I got into a fight with a guy, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; knows who.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich it left me with 2 dark circles.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i am doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i got to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Something i've always been looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;But.. i made &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; sad.&lt;br /&gt;I played soccer without proper shoes and now,&lt;br /&gt;it left me with a huge blister. The pus is oozing out of the wound now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dearest&lt;/span&gt; dont seem to care about me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But i still love her very very very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aku Cinta PadaKu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1238376010480577706?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1238376010480577706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1238376010480577706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1238376010480577706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1238376010480577706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-day.html' title='What a day'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2530258731818498755</id><published>2008-07-26T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:42:57.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past fourteen days</title><content type='html'>hey readers! i'm back to blogging!&lt;br /&gt;after a long week of hiatus, i've decided to spend some time here.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. to start things off, let me summarize my past two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 16th of july, which fell on a wednesday, i skipped training once again!&lt;br /&gt;it was initially planned that i was to accompany my mum to welcome my dad back from java, but my day ended up with having a meal with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; over at Mr. Prata @ Clementi!&lt;br /&gt;had my first taste of &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; prata, and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, tasted her first sip of &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;teh tarik&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;total bill was reasonable, ten bucks for a serving of chicken murtabak, banana prata, teh tarik and a can of ice lemon tea!&lt;br /&gt;off we go, to the central, where i had wanted to find the jacket that i was longing for.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, luck wasn't on my side. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, on the 17th, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me went to comb the whole of chinese &amp;amp; japanese garden, in search for lakeside fishing village.&lt;br /&gt;had bits of quarrels here and there, mainly cos i appeared to be very hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;come on, i wasn't attired properly, so pardon me. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;that was long over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;the best thing of the week, took place on friday!&lt;br /&gt;this time, we had planned this outing a day earlier.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i was attired well in my 'sports' attire; very suitable to go PRAWNING! (:&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, we found the correct location this time. (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry mates, i took no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;but sure it was damn, damn, damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go again!&lt;br /&gt;although it may seem pathetic, but three catches for our first experience ain't that bad right, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;no worries, we'll catch more next time. and hopefully by then, i won't be afraid of getting the prawns off the hook anymore. HEHE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the following monday, on the 21st, futsal training was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i forgot what happened on that day. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, skip that.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday and wednesday promised much more fun, and sure i enjoyed myself!&lt;br /&gt;it was the street netball competition!&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes. after much reluctance, i decided to join. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;'s persuasion really moved me. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;had my first experience of competitive netball, and sure i sucked big time.&lt;br /&gt;i was relatively short compared to the other guys, and i couldn't shoot a hoop for nuts!&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a big loser. but hey, at least i contributed to the team, somehow. (:&lt;br /&gt;and hey, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; met aiman for the first time, and he salam-ed her!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, it was chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;had a blocked nose and slight cough in the morning, but i didn't expect anything serious to occur.&lt;br /&gt;first half of school was averagely fine, not until after my 12pm break.&lt;br /&gt;i felt terribly cold, but blamed it all on the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was fine. but after school, things turned ugly.&lt;br /&gt;my limbs were having flickers of aches, and my body boiled hot.&lt;br /&gt;even as i went to the toilet, i could see my eyes turning bloodshot, and the eyerings transformed into a pool of crimson.&lt;br /&gt;i felt horribly weak; all my appetite's gone.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, the good thing about it, i saw &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s real concern about me.&lt;br /&gt;she cried, and i teared too, in pain.&lt;br /&gt;pain of the heat of my raging body temperature, and also the pain of making her weep.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the night was better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, the 25th.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't attend school.&lt;br /&gt;my body temperature hit a high, at 39.1 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;went to the doc, and got myself 6 mini-ziplocs of medication.&lt;br /&gt;skipped friday prayers, as i was too lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;but after the deserved rest, i felt so much better.&lt;br /&gt;good enough for me to get out of the house to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;went for a simple meal at the teban market, and then went of to send her home.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice to see &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s smile again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was of total monotonous-ism.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing, but to help dad run errands, and to eat.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tmr!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna see &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shilin&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;so yay!&lt;br /&gt;i'll update my daily accounts again next time.&lt;br /&gt;take care people.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;, my only &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2530258731818498755?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2530258731818498755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2530258731818498755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2530258731818498755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2530258731818498755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/past-fourteen-days.html' title='the past fourteen days'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6619695053527195629</id><published>2008-07-24T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:26:14.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm all red now.&lt;br /&gt;would any dragon reach this striking of red-ness, i bet he would have blasted his thunderbolt of fire.&lt;br /&gt;man, i don't feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;i feel heavy, i felt piping hot internally.&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything will be fine, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, my familt's so concern about me!&lt;br /&gt;my bro has touched me enough by offering to bring me to the clinic. (:&lt;br /&gt;and mum, for offering a massage!&lt;br /&gt;and dad, for planning out about my medical proedure. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND thanks so much, dear.&lt;br /&gt;for your endless care just now.&lt;br /&gt;and all my apologies for making you tear.&lt;br /&gt;but i promise to be strong k?&lt;br /&gt;don't worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back and running soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;you're the sweetest ever, and best ever!&lt;br /&gt;ee. mashi isham again.&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much, chua shilin! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6619695053527195629?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6619695053527195629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6619695053527195629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6619695053527195629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6619695053527195629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-all-red-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4714440138275020476</id><published>2008-07-16T23:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:56:59.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictos. part two!</title><content type='html'>hey, hey! get ready, guard your throat! cos it's time vanity strikes me!&lt;br /&gt;anw, that's my self-declared photo studio! (:&lt;br /&gt;enjoy, the blessing of god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, hot annot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bqfuowvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/FJPL4d7Bv6o/s1600-h/16072008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223643034681918194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bqfuowvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/FJPL4d7Bv6o/s320/16072008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bquFZctI/AAAAAAAAANY/Vk6Pfw0JMFI/s1600-h/16072008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223643038535480018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bquFZctI/AAAAAAAAANY/Vk6Pfw0JMFI/s320/16072008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bqwz9A1I/AAAAAAAAANg/7vS8Y2NnqS0/s1600-h/16072008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223643039267619666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bqwz9A1I/AAAAAAAAANg/7vS8Y2NnqS0/s320/16072008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4brP8Tq5I/AAAAAAAAANo/aegCJ6rH7Xk/s1600-h/16072008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223643047624158098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4brP8Tq5I/AAAAAAAAANo/aegCJ6rH7Xk/s320/16072008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4brUZ1iUI/AAAAAAAAANw/30yR_vry-es/s1600-h/16072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223643048821754178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4brUZ1iUI/AAAAAAAAANw/30yR_vry-es/s320/16072008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bQNBC7vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/24MMdo-1NuI/s1600-h/16072008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642582982258418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bQNBC7vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/24MMdo-1NuI/s320/16072008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bQRlBy8I/AAAAAAAAANA/WcmZgIOvkJg/s1600-h/16072008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642584206920642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bQRlBy8I/AAAAAAAAANA/WcmZgIOvkJg/s320/16072008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bQZeFooI/AAAAAAAAANI/AvPzGZXPwrw/s1600-h/16072008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642586325295746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bQZeFooI/AAAAAAAAANI/AvPzGZXPwrw/s320/16072008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7ETimkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PDnBzBt2Z1Y/s1600-h/14072008(070).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642219866659394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7ETimkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PDnBzBt2Z1Y/s320/14072008(070).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7bGj-pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZeieEFZJtgw/s1600-h/14072008(071).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642225986239122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7bGj-pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZeieEFZJtgw/s320/14072008(071).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7k3R-QI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qKrm7OzBxwU/s1600-h/14072008(072).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642228606499074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7k3R-QI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qKrm7OzBxwU/s320/14072008(072).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7-xsX-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/yZi5ASWKa3o/s1600-h/14072008(057)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223642235562385378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4a7-xsX-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/yZi5ASWKa3o/s320/14072008(057)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;, for tonight. (:&lt;br /&gt;loves, always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mohamo isan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4714440138275020476?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4714440138275020476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4714440138275020476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4714440138275020476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4714440138275020476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictos-part-two.html' title='pictos. part two!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4bqfuowvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/FJPL4d7Bv6o/s72-c/16072008(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2983208902045977127</id><published>2008-07-16T23:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:53:32.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictos. part one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;like i've promised, pictos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T3smuHxI/AAAAAAAAALw/-kk1UVLKKb0/s1600-h/14072008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634465383653138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T3smuHxI/AAAAAAAAALw/-kk1UVLKKb0/s320/14072008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a lil' masterpiece, to commemorate our special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T3tujhFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ozd_vXAoDjo/s1600-h/14072008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634465684948050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T3tujhFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ozd_vXAoDjo/s320/14072008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the two of us; we proved that interracials can last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T4avvMxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O0jCVGhrbRg/s1600-h/14072008(066).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634477769503506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T4avvMxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O0jCVGhrbRg/s320/14072008(066).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pizza el taglio, they don't offer much variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T4ilIilI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_K9WcvTIi0I/s1600-h/14072008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634479872510546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T4ilIilI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_K9WcvTIi0I/s320/14072008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the spicy chicken, the creamy alfredo, and the teriyaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T5IOfCHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cYWjFNnSBiE/s1600-h/14072008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223634489978062962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T5IOfCHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cYWjFNnSBiE/s320/14072008(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the spectacular meals, from my view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4Sf9yDVtI/AAAAAAAAALI/tJv3khHH9D8/s1600-h/14072008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223632958166095570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4Sf9yDVtI/AAAAAAAAALI/tJv3khHH9D8/s320/14072008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's our 1-inch thick pizza! and my soda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4SimmrJAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HAH0nAVTgCQ/s1600-h/14072008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223633003483964418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4SimmrJAI/AAAAAAAAALQ/HAH0nAVTgCQ/s320/14072008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; el taglio, gorgeous ambience and remarkable settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4SjU-Br5I/AAAAAAAAALY/6yFWIUQSvR8/s1600-h/14072008(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223633015929941906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4SjU-Br5I/AAAAAAAAALY/6yFWIUQSvR8/s320/14072008(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's the counter; chalk-on-the-blackboard menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4Sj5GChdI/AAAAAAAAALg/7P2WBgnQ610/s1600-h/14072008(033).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223633025627227602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4Sj5GChdI/AAAAAAAAALg/7P2WBgnQ610/s320/14072008(033).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; singapore river; go, going, gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4SkFiaqQI/AAAAAAAAALo/eIbbjFBfDGs/s1600-h/14072008(040).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223633028967475458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4SkFiaqQI/AAAAAAAAALo/eIbbjFBfDGs/s320/14072008(040).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clarke quay; imprisoned within the ceiling of the transparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RhviFQgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6f2nAa0RJtQ/s1600-h/14072008(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631889189126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RhviFQgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6f2nAa0RJtQ/s320/14072008(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; central: a structure of the futuristic artistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RiURezLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PCVffCU_22g/s1600-h/14072008(026).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631899051609266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RiURezLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PCVffCU_22g/s320/14072008(026).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; modern technology, for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RikPVmTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/h4RAGDzwvF8/s1600-h/14072008(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631903337584946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RikPVmTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/h4RAGDzwvF8/s320/14072008(017).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dear, back to the place where we belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4Rjk9YcfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/41fz1bbx8xQ/s1600-h/14072008(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631920710578674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4Rjk9YcfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/41fz1bbx8xQ/s320/14072008(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; even the dark sky failed to dampen us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RjqMZ3GI/AAAAAAAAALA/5xoR6obukCE/s1600-h/14072008(031).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223631922115763298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4RjqMZ3GI/AAAAAAAAALA/5xoR6obukCE/s320/14072008(031).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beautiful living things on display. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QT0VkMeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aRfKE_zM3w4/s1600-h/14072008(048).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630550449009122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QT0VkMeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aRfKE_zM3w4/s320/14072008(048).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reminiscing the good ol' times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QT_gS41I/AAAAAAAAAJY/JZo85-5RqbE/s1600-h/14072008(057).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630553446802258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QT_gS41I/AAAAAAAAAJY/JZo85-5RqbE/s320/14072008(057).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and that was where, i found princess charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QUEW1BFI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8PZk48uTc4U/s1600-h/14072008(051).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630554749273170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QUEW1BFI/AAAAAAAAAJg/8PZk48uTc4U/s320/14072008(051).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; same place, same pose. eight months on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QUc7jpAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PDFIhus9m48/s1600-h/14072008(042).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630561345774594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QUc7jpAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PDFIhus9m48/s320/14072008(042).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's a real fake smile. but i have never faked my feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QUseYQ4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/TeTBoglxNk8/s1600-h/14072008(029).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223630565518361474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4QUseYQ4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/TeTBoglxNk8/s320/14072008(029).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; best picture of the day, saved for the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2983208902045977127?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2983208902045977127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2983208902045977127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2983208902045977127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2983208902045977127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictos-part-one.html' title='pictos. part one!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SH4T3smuHxI/AAAAAAAAALw/-kk1UVLKKb0/s72-c/14072008(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6516104999786260464</id><published>2008-07-16T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:19:27.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day of the fourteenth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;recounting on that very day; the day of the fourteenth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as dreadful as any other monday mornings, i managed to fight off lethargy and began my day with a oh-so-refreshing shower!&lt;br /&gt;i promised &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; the night before that i would meet her in the morning, and so i did.&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; up at her place, and spent some quality time together!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it was our special day, so yeah, enjoyed each other's company pretty much! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;and the funniest thing that took place was, we were frantically searching for my belonging, for quite some time, when all the while i was wearing it!&lt;br /&gt;so stupid. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; ah &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, so dumb! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;and that first experience wasn't that bad afterall! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so around noon, we headed off to school!&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty nervous along the way there, cos i was just an hour away from my 1commkit 2-minutes-speech assessment!&lt;br /&gt;man, come on. i've never spoke upon the attention of a reasonable-huge audience. and what's more, i only had fifteen minutes to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;so was kinda panicking!&lt;br /&gt;but hey, but hey!&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it, i realise it wasn't that bad. my nerve cells weren't even a lil' shaken during that 2 minutes and 32 seconds period when i was on the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;i even, managed to tickle the audiences' laughing bones.&lt;br /&gt;that feeling was great; it only compiled more confidence on me.&lt;br /&gt;the topic i randomly chose was not of a difficult one, it was regarding why i love being a man.&lt;br /&gt;and hey, i started off with 'thank-ing my dad for producing y-chromosomes while fertilizing my mum's ovum'. it was a random idea, i swear. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;good job, 'isham! (:&lt;br /&gt;actually, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; contributed some of the topics i discussed about..&lt;br /&gt;so, thanks so much, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main event of the day, or of the month, only started after school ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, in her gorgeous &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt; dress, look beautiful as ever!&lt;br /&gt;and hey, haha. i looked like a rich kid, for once in my life! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;headed down to clementi from campus, and took train to clarke quay!&lt;br /&gt;that was the place our love, relationship originated from; and that was the same location i found my princess charming. (:&lt;br /&gt;as planned, and promised earlier in the month, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and i had pizza el taglio for our monthly-unique meal!&lt;br /&gt;i had spicy chicken pasta, while&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; dear&lt;/span&gt; had creamy alfredo!&lt;br /&gt;and we had teriyaki chicken rectangular pizza as our side!&lt;br /&gt;offers included, total bill was just a mere 15 bucks! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;money's no problem, what mattered most was the enjoyment we had. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a tour around the still-under-construction &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;central&lt;/span&gt;, and guess what, people?&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new pair of leather slip-ons from d&amp;amp;c! okay lah, cheap cheap. but i'm still very happy!&lt;br /&gt;ask &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and you'll know how much i've been longing to have one! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post a pic of it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, after some shopping and touring, we set off to that historical place.&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes! to that historical stretch of street that hugs the singapore river!&lt;br /&gt;the place that witnessed our love! haha.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, construction barricades became our only barrier to relive that moment.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, a couple of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shilin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;isham&lt;/span&gt; can never be stopped!&lt;br /&gt;and so, we found another spot along that stretch, ignored all obstructions; just so that we could get ourselves just inches away from the calm water down below.&lt;br /&gt;took plenty, i repeat, PLENTY of photos there!&lt;br /&gt;i'll post them up real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;began to manifest our affection, and confess all the love that have long filled my heart up. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;and hey, hey. we spent majority of out time to recite, rehearse and record a chinese song!&lt;br /&gt;well i guess, it has fast became our love anthem! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm rapidly picking up mandarin, much to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s and my delight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a marvellous feeling to return to where we first came from, and sure it was nothing but tranquility and calmness that filled the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;clarkey! we'll return again someday, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;and by that time, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, i promise i'll utter those mushy-yet-romantic-cum-tremendous like i did before, and thus, re-vowing my faith and love in you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another god day, another perfect outing!&lt;br /&gt;eight months gone, and still so much more to come!&lt;br /&gt;i've said this in the first month, and i'll say it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, stay excited. cos i still have lots more up my sleeve!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you so&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6516104999786260464?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6516104999786260464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6516104999786260464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6516104999786260464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6516104999786260464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-of-fourteenth.html' title='the day of the fourteenth!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1283624005635467282</id><published>2008-07-14T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:59:16.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maiden gold!</title><content type='html'>regards to all readers!&lt;br /&gt;okay, hmm. in this entry, i'll recount my marvellous weekend, while all the occurences on the day of my eight month with my dear girl will be typed down on the following post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday's futsal myspex finals was the greatest moment in recent football memories.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was because it's been long since i played in a fully-packed arena.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was brilliant; cheerings and the loud, thumping music filled the air.&lt;br /&gt;the long-anticipated battle was at the brink of its commencement, after long hours of a teenagers-related forum occupied the earlier part of the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty nervous, but was all fired up to perform to the highest level possible.&lt;br /&gt;and again, the atmosphere was all-so-lovely, and that sure do motivated me alot.&lt;br /&gt;clad in the whites of adidas, my fellow teammates and i did personal stretchings.&lt;br /&gt;we were more relaxed, i guess, as compared to our adversary.&lt;br /&gt;they did some proper warm-ups, while us; we were more engrossed in the 3rd &amp;amp;  4th placing match between darussalam and siglap.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, like tom said, we had that mental advantage, for our players are more physically built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, the match went according to our plan and tactics.&lt;br /&gt;azim got that early goal, and that sure shot our opponents down, psychologically.&lt;br /&gt;just seconds after the kick-off, azim went for a real gamble to have a blast, and that lil' gamble transformed into a goal!&lt;br /&gt;the second goal was of a carbon copy. with azim havign another thunderous shot from distant.&lt;br /&gt;the third was of pure masterpiece, with over twenty passes achieved before adi clipped onto tom's pin-point cross from outside the curve.&lt;br /&gt;and hehe, i got my name into the scoresheet too! courtesy of a purely fortunate cross that ended at the back of the net. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;it was magnificient at the final whistle, and it was one-hell-of a feeling getting my hands to the gold trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest &lt;/span&gt;after the annual jamboree, amd hit down for a meal at macs!&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite a while since we had one, and being at the exact location of our first meal ever together made the mealtime more special.&lt;br /&gt;you know, it's always sweet to recall the good ol' times. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a lil' random shopping, and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; got herself three pieces of outwear.&lt;br /&gt;and one of them, wtf, i loved it alot! okay lah, jealousy admitted!&lt;br /&gt;the jacket was damn cool, with monkey designs all over! and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; got it at a total bargain of just $10. wth, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lacking of plans, we headed to imm, to get myself an outfit for our 8th month outing.&lt;br /&gt;went to every corners, but failed to get any.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll admit that i had lil' money, that was why no clothes could fit within my budget.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to crack my brains, and emerged with an idea to mix and match my existing clothes.&lt;br /&gt;and it sure paid off. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's my saturday for you; sunday was very quite uneventful, apart from the fact that i accompanied &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; to get herself a pair of shoes that would suit her dress, which she wore for our 8th month. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, good news or a bad news, i'll only resume my entry about the 8th month celebration tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;nights people, goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1283624005635467282?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1283624005635467282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1283624005635467282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1283624005635467282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1283624005635467282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/maiden-gold.html' title='maiden gold!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-7848575120385456465</id><published>2008-07-11T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:33:20.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, good night!&lt;br /&gt;a lil' shout-out to my girl, who was totally sweet-tempered enough to kill off hours after hours, every day, just to wait till the clock strikes five, signalling the end of my lessons.&lt;br /&gt;a big thank you, dear.&lt;br /&gt;all that huge, minor and those tiny bits of sacrifices; i appreciate them all. (:&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good being able to meet you everyday. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry dear, i'll bring a good news back home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, had a lenghty conversation with the detective group.&lt;br /&gt;solving a case, a very stupid one.&lt;br /&gt;updates tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. dearest, i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-7848575120385456465?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/7848575120385456465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=7848575120385456465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7848575120385456465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7848575120385456465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-good-night-lil-shout-out-to-my-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2136017877836624180</id><published>2008-07-11T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:06:06.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturdays' fun! yesterday's misery!</title><content type='html'>woohoo, i'm so damn excited!&lt;br /&gt;the long-awaited futsal finals is will kick off within the next 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i can attain my maiden trophy after such a long time dressed in the white of the tenterah mosque.&lt;br /&gt;winners' trophy! here i come!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, wait! my exhilaration doesn't stop there!&lt;br /&gt;just one week from now, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me will be going on a fishing trip!&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. not for fishes, not for hookers. but for prawns!&lt;br /&gt;sounds funny, but if it's total fun that awaits me, then i'm oh-so-definitely going to do it!&lt;br /&gt;woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, something real bad just happened yesterday, in class.&lt;br /&gt;nah, nothing about me. it's my classmate; my foe, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;and it's been long since i wanna spurt this out in his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all this while, i withstood all your crap, amigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your words were all of no  truth, it's oh-so-plain-bullshit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just don't know why i despise you so much, maybe cos i'm simply disgusted by your fibs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and hey, the funniest thing is, you had something to prove to us guys someday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was yesterday that 'someday', and that immoral deed that one thing you wanted to prove?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey brother, wake up to your senses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's time to change, you've got no friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time to repent, amigo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2136017877836624180?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2136017877836624180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2136017877836624180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2136017877836624180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2136017877836624180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/saturdays-fun-yesterdays-misery.html' title='saturdays&apos; fun! yesterday&apos;s misery!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6770913156549410231</id><published>2008-07-08T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:14:18.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good, the bad, and the ugly!</title><content type='html'>the loss of my white nike band, the loss of my scoring touch, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;that seemed to be the way it is going to be yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;a bad start to the training, scoring only a few goals. and a sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;totally disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;genuine appreciation comes only after a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so much of a better day.&lt;br /&gt;school was short, or at least, it appeared to be. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;when the day looks to reach perfection, there's always something bad occuring every day.&lt;br /&gt;and today, my pair of slippers obeyed its fate.&lt;br /&gt;my favourite pair, only because it's the only set i have, got spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to azzrul, but he was quick to amend his mistakes, by purchasing me a new pair.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. thanks azzrul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, main event of the day.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much. just a simple meal with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i love it whenever we travel to the west coast and clementi area.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me feel home, and brings back alot of memories.&lt;br /&gt;well come on, i've been my region of residence for the past 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great shock when i learnt that my mum was at the same foodcourt too!&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want her to know that i was with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, cos i'm afraid she might get furious, or get frustrated, given the health condition she is in now.&lt;br /&gt;so had lil' running around trying to avoid her sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;had western food for lunch! quite a budget meal. (:&lt;br /&gt;i had the bbq chicken wing set, while &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; had fish and chips!&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; pointed out sth. for something that we could get for just $5, we got it at thrice the price at swensens'. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm feeling the pinch of regret for frittering my cash away unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;the meal was great. impressive remarks on the bread-crumbed fish cutlet and the tanned, tender chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest &lt;/span&gt;must have enjoyed her meal. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. i don't know whether i'm too hot, or i'm too irresistable for some eyes,&lt;br /&gt;but i've been stared at for almost the whole of my journey to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shilin&lt;/span&gt;'s place.&lt;br /&gt;it's so freaky, but i'm super grateful that god have blessed me with these looks of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought banana milk and longan for our usual lepak session!&lt;br /&gt;seats at the cc totally booked, so we decided to head down to a playground just across the street.&lt;br /&gt;and damn, i'm sure i had a good time just now.&lt;br /&gt;playing the modernised see-saw with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, swinging our way to laughters and meaningful quality time. (:&lt;br /&gt;i sure love her damn lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh... ohhhh.. fuck..&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but to say this, but &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; was totally super-duper, fantastically hot!&lt;br /&gt;with her blouse, inner tube and denim jeans. wow! extremely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;and her smiles melt me like always.&lt;br /&gt;she never fails to turn me on. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;kidding lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i'm consistently yawning right now.&lt;br /&gt;guess i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;good night! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stay pretty, stay gorgeous, stay loving, and stay mine forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6770913156549410231?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6770913156549410231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6770913156549410231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6770913156549410231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6770913156549410231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='the good, the bad, and the ugly!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4412153166846317084</id><published>2008-07-05T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:45:38.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hortpark, baby!</title><content type='html'>yay, yay!&lt;br /&gt;my first entry since that horrendous 'potential break-up' incident.&lt;br /&gt;let's not elaborate; it'll only bring the nightmare haunting back again.&lt;br /&gt;three days gone, and things have been better than ever!&lt;br /&gt;maybe we're starting to see the light, to appreciate each other better. (:&lt;br /&gt;they said, 'it's only after you become friends with death, that you will appreciate life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, every single of the past three days have been great, apart from being penniless though.&lt;br /&gt;no money, all misery.&lt;br /&gt;and who says money don't bring happiness; it does okay.&lt;br /&gt;only people under this state of mine will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend's here, and there i go going out for dates!&lt;br /&gt;budget date, but was still fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;fortunately training have been permanently shifted to wednesday, if not i won't have any chance to go out on dates on saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, yes, yes!&lt;br /&gt;today, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me went to check out the coolest-latest-shit in town,&lt;br /&gt;the much talked-about &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HORTPARK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;no worries, readers. pictures will be updated asap. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most recent production of NEA, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hortpark&lt;/span&gt; covers over 23 ha, linking the telok blangah/mount faber park with the 43 ha kent ridge park, all the way to west coast park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alighting at the stop after alexandra road, with the raindrops dutifully falling along the pull of gravity, we were greeted by the mammoth hortpark signature-bridge, that links the suspension bridge leading to telok blangah park to the entrance of the hortpark.&lt;br /&gt;man, i sure love the architecture and landscaping of the whole park settings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down the slopes, we bumped into a world of colours!&lt;br /&gt;the gorgeous &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt; of the morning glories, the striking &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; of the hibiscus, and so much more other flowers that appeal the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really interested though; i was struck in awe looking at this ridiculous-designed building which functioned as a shelter.&lt;br /&gt;but looking back again, i realised that it was only the beginning of what to come.&lt;br /&gt;what awaited me ahead were of pure brilliance; creativeness executed to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;descriptions are beyond words, only illustrations could tell. (:&lt;br /&gt;head down for yourself, to feel that fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading up ahead, we faced a huge predicament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me had two choices, to turn back down to the hortpark entrance, or to resume our '&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;greenery&lt;/span&gt;-tour' with a long 4.5km kent ridge park lying ahead.&lt;br /&gt;the intelligent would choose the former, but the curious will choose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;and the saying 'curiousity kills the cat' sure hits the spot this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the blazing heat coming for above, we, or me in fact, tried to stretch our limits.&lt;br /&gt;we welcomed the challenge with no hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a hellish journey i didn't see coming.&lt;br /&gt;we crumbled, pleading for mercy, and praying for an escape route to get us out of our doldrum.&lt;br /&gt;it was a lengthy expedition; i could feel a migrant's torment marching across the sahara.&lt;br /&gt;a lil' exeggerating, but still.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with our hearts desperate for the end, and our throats desperate for water,&lt;br /&gt;we found our escape.&lt;br /&gt;and luckily, i'm able to read maps. (:&lt;br /&gt;i felt relieved, but that wasn't the best feeling though.&lt;br /&gt;i saved the best moment for the last.&lt;br /&gt;i accomplished something today, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;that is, to carry &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;not much of a big deal, but it felt so good!&lt;br /&gt;you know, for her to complement my strength and sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;chey. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, today's encounter was all about trust, faith, dependence and romance!&lt;br /&gt;for us to hold on to each other thruout the tough times, for one to encourage the other, and for us to be isolated in a place of unknown, just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, don't worry. i didn't do anything naughty.&lt;br /&gt;just get me right, being alone with your partner, and devoting all attentions to him/her.&lt;br /&gt;that's the greatest feeling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rightfully gaining our freedom after the unforgettable experience across kent-ridge park,&lt;br /&gt;we promptly headed down to clementi for our meal!&lt;br /&gt;mee soto and plum juice had never tasted any better. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the time were of usual-ness; swallowing down sundaes from mac'd, gulping the lemon honey down my oesophagus, mucnhing the sticks of prawn crackers, while getting distracted by the wushu practice when i was suppose to study. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great day, another great discovery.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping to find new places for our weekly budget date.&lt;br /&gt;anyone out there, with any suggestions, please inform me. (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love today, and i so love my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you're the ever best. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights, people.&lt;br /&gt;and one last bad news, i lost my white nike band. :(&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to be grateful i didn't lost &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;three days ago. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4412153166846317084?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4412153166846317084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4412153166846317084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4412153166846317084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4412153166846317084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/hortpark-baby.html' title='hortpark, baby!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2848404820963335143</id><published>2008-07-03T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:49:54.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHILIN!</title><content type='html'>Hi there, this is Chua Shi Lin!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. so i've decided to intrude 'Isham's privacy.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE. evil like ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I MISS 'ISHAM I MISS 'ISHAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ THIS 'ISHAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my turn to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;很爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;很爱&lt;/span&gt;你！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i love you v much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2848404820963335143?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2848404820963335143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2848404820963335143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2848404820963335143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2848404820963335143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/shilin.html' title='SHILIN!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1642265072658406004</id><published>2008-07-01T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:05:56.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best shit ever. (:</title><content type='html'>yeah, yeah! back on to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;have been pretty busy lately. coming home late at night, and subsequently have no time at all to blog.&lt;br /&gt;so since i'm viewing my mel, why not, spend a lil' time to blog this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; have been bugging me to blog, with i was a lil' hesitant to.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. hands down, i had the best futsal training session today!&lt;br /&gt;regaining my touch to put the balls into the nets, and increasingly becoming a cool-head under highly-pressurizing scenarios.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud, i've been labelled as torres.. by my seniors.&lt;br /&gt;that's all due to me ability as a targetman. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started training with a casual shooting session. and yes, woohoo!, i'm able to blast rockets like i used to. i'm so upbeat!&lt;br /&gt;coming to serious training, had lil' stretching with maksim as our instructor.&lt;br /&gt;went for a short jog from the court over to the field, ran one track and back.&lt;br /&gt;saw dear, hehe. i smiled at her, but doubt she saw it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;then did the ladder drill, before had ball-control practice around the cones.&lt;br /&gt;it was then followed by a crappy ball exercise, which needs no elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;next up, had ball possession training. teamed up with adi, farhan and kong siong.&lt;br /&gt;and then, finally, the players were broken down into teams of four, for our usual futsal match. my team consisted of darryl, that wonderful keeper; mike, the ever-cool defender; poh hong, my rocket-blaster senior; and lastly, bama, the skinny but pacey winger.&lt;br /&gt;initially i thought we weren't that strong, but hey, three consecutive matches ain't that bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so content with myself. i managed to score seven goals in total; dear i recounted again. lols.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this impressive record will remain for long.&lt;br /&gt;the fabulous training session was darkened by the injured i obtained though.&lt;br /&gt;my leg hair was shaved off when i was sliding for the ball, can you believe it.&lt;br /&gt;now it's like a very cool hairless patch on my left shin. lols.&lt;br /&gt;had a lil cramp, which still aches, as well as a swollen bone a lil' below my knee cap,&lt;br /&gt;which is causing me to limp pitifully.&lt;br /&gt;that's not all.. i'm still having a muscle strain on my right thigh and hamstring.&lt;br /&gt;and my back, the injury nightmare is haunting me back again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm praying that god will be kind to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting the disappointments aside, i'm very pleased that i'm back to being myself during training.&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a little timid, a lil' nervous when it comes to training.&lt;br /&gt;now, i can see that contrast. not only hitting the back of the nets *just how many tiems must i say this, haha. guess i'm being a lil' too compacent. but i'm just so proud of it*, but also getting closer to my teammates, knowing them so much more, and also being able to forge a formidable partnership with farhan up front. (:&lt;br /&gt;in short, i'm gradually growing to open myself up.&lt;br /&gt;so glad. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, after training, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; waited for me. so sweet of her to offer me some help to pack my stuffs. thanks, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and i was so happy to see her smile!&lt;br /&gt;that's the best thing about her, her smile makes my day. (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not trying to bootlick or praise her, but you know, that's just the reason why i'm with her. (:&lt;br /&gt;but the best thing of the night was getting that massage from &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, which i initially refused.&lt;br /&gt;and the most amazing thing was that she insisted and begged me to allow her to.&lt;br /&gt;come on, i mean who would want to offer a massage to others.&lt;br /&gt;even me, i would just forget about it if someone refuses. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, like mentioned in shilin's blog, we are fast running out of cash!&lt;br /&gt;so we had instant noodles, for supper!&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;not the first time though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;you know, even having that cheapskate meal was a pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;we get to communicate. that's quality time, man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off we went after supper, but definitely before having our routinal nine-kisses!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;coolest shit ever. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s sleeping now, and so i am leaving too.&lt;br /&gt;blog again soon!&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aku cinta padamu&lt;/span&gt;! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;mashi isham, once again. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1642265072658406004?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1642265072658406004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1642265072658406004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1642265072658406004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1642265072658406004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-shit-ever.html' title='the best shit ever. (:'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1952212516373441760</id><published>2008-06-25T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:27:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! back on blogger after so long.&lt;br /&gt;last post was on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, monday was a total cock-up.&lt;br /&gt;dear and me wanted to unearth more undiscovered places, so randomly took 52 to bishan.&lt;br /&gt;went rounds, and rounds.&lt;br /&gt;okay, this part i have to admit that the fault is all mine.&lt;br /&gt;understand me, i can't consume everything.&lt;br /&gt;and so.. went to SWENSENS', like ever again.&lt;br /&gt;but had something new, which i didn't realise was on the menu all along.&lt;br /&gt;had bbq chicken. a new taste for my buds, but got sick after a while.&lt;br /&gt;luckily there was dear's deep-fried chicken to provide me a different flavour.&lt;br /&gt;it was already late by the end of our dinner, so shopped a lil', and off we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was so much better!&lt;br /&gt;school was kinda short, and got all my test papers back.&lt;br /&gt;time flew very fast, cos maybe i was too busy comparing marks and conversing with my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;had chicken rice for dinner. okay, i'm finally on a budget okay..&lt;br /&gt;then went off to dear's estate.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to kick balls initially, but spent the evening watching movie instead.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, it was the movie i had always wanted to watch!&lt;br /&gt;it's 'what happened in vegas'!&lt;br /&gt;damn cool lah the show, the settings and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;the storyline was unique, but ending kinda expected.&lt;br /&gt;i was highly inspired at the end, like always. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, capped off my day with a lil's brotherly time with my third bro. so cool! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was short too! only 6 hours of school.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, at least it felt like short.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing but copied common test answers.&lt;br /&gt;watched movies on my lappie again, after school..&lt;br /&gt;the simpsons movie and a lil' bit of borat.&lt;br /&gt;and i shall thank dear for allowing me to transfer those files. (:&lt;br /&gt;after hours of staring at the LCD screen,&lt;br /&gt;i completed a hat-trick, a hat-trick of eating chicken for dinner for three days consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;i've grown alot horizontally, and i guess it's time for more growing of fats!&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;on the evening, played footbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!&lt;br /&gt;dear has improved alot, i observed.&lt;br /&gt;no longer afraid of the ball. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm absolutely delighted with my results.&lt;br /&gt;but it's just the common test, so i'd better maintain, if not, do better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah. i'm yawning my heart out while blogging this.&lt;br /&gt;so better get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;take care, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear, ily. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1952212516373441760?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1952212516373441760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1952212516373441760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1952212516373441760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1952212516373441760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay-back-on-blogger-after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-4826082902230372160</id><published>2008-06-22T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:07:00.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't really blogged about anything since the 19th of june.&lt;br /&gt;didn't do anything much on the 20th also, just to the gym with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;to work our muscles out. yeah baby, muscles! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, on the 21st, met &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon, after her sumptuous meal&lt;br /&gt;at Crystal Jade.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't able to come out with ideas, so we headed down to queensway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; wanted to get her backpack, while me, was looking for some shirts.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i came home empty-handed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. whatever you say, is whatever i abide by. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, nothing that much to talk about about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i enjoyed my time with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, especially all the stupid things we did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was totally different.&lt;br /&gt;i had a great morning, a great tournament!&lt;br /&gt;represented the tentera dirajah mosque, and we got into the finals!&lt;br /&gt;which will take place on the 12th of july. so long from now. hais.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, it as raining damn badly, and the kick-off was delayed abit.&lt;br /&gt;i was worrying all the time, cos i was afraid it would end later, which means&lt;br /&gt;i will only be able to spend lesser time with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but everything went out well, and reached shilin's workplace by 4.&lt;br /&gt;glad to see her smile upon my arrival. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had burger king for my breakfast-cum-lunch-cum-dinner.&lt;br /&gt;the whopper jr has never tasted so nice, mainly because i was damn starving. lols.&lt;br /&gt;then stayed at &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s cart, while watching 'one more chance'.&lt;br /&gt;great film, but not able to finish the whole runtime.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, then went to shop after &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; was done with her work!&lt;br /&gt;went to cotton on, and i bought two skinny polos.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, quite ordinary shirts. but it'll only mean i can show more of my muscles. chey!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; purchased two shorts, for $20. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's my day for the 22th of june, a day before the new term starts.&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt so reluctant before. lols.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos i haven't done my homework. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so... i'll rush all the shit now!&lt;br /&gt;let's go, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, another great time with you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-4826082902230372160?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/4826082902230372160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=4826082902230372160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4826082902230372160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/4826082902230372160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/havent-really-blogged-about-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-5073251781394423591</id><published>2008-06-21T13:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:48:17.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi, soccer, shilin!</title><content type='html'>19th June - swim &amp;amp; soccer day&lt;br /&gt;(only one photo for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRgdLjEXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/INwchJZjaV0/s1600-h/19-06-08_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214202455363096946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRgdLjEXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/INwchJZjaV0/s320/19-06-08_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             yeah! girl power, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18th June - Hei Sushi @ Downtown East&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry i couldn't rotate the photos, so turn your head at your own pleasure)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRD1UUkdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cQmrOAagExE/s1600-h/18-06-08_1734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214201963626140114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRD1UUkdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cQmrOAagExE/s320/18-06-08_1734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        the concept really impresses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyREJsjS2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/d-cGqpDknRI/s1600-h/18-06-08_1735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214201969096477538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyREJsjS2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/d-cGqpDknRI/s320/18-06-08_1735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            that's towards the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRELp0VRI/AAAAAAAAAII/CvtHzNSviWQ/s1600-h/18-06-08_1630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214201969621882130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRELp0VRI/AAAAAAAAAII/CvtHzNSviWQ/s320/18-06-08_1630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            the chopped unagi sushi, the sauce is oh-so-good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyREZeaF_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-WP2PD84BhQ/s1600-h/18-06-08_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214201973332121586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyREZeaF_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-WP2PD84BhQ/s320/18-06-08_1513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            chawanmushi, the one that tastes like milk. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyREU8lh6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/AWA97PSuyL0/s1600-h/18-06-08_1511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214201972116522914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyREU8lh6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/AWA97PSuyL0/s320/18-06-08_1511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    my favourite japanese dish, HOTATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPoaHdUeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6MPd_22S4X8/s1600-h/18-06-08_1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214200392956334562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPoaHdUeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6MPd_22S4X8/s320/18-06-08_1740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              that's the conveyor belt, my first experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPoYXNHEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/q4VuB_zYTcA/s1600-h/18-06-08_1733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214200392485510210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPoYXNHEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/q4VuB_zYTcA/s320/18-06-08_1733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     dessert of the day, watermelon and sesame mochi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPtSRisQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/P9vTXQ2SGcs/s1600-h/18-06-08_1509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214200476750491906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPtSRisQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/P9vTXQ2SGcs/s320/18-06-08_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       shilin, and her trademark non-teeth-showing smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPtlCb-1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/_bAa6uqeT9o/s1600-h/18-06-08_1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214200481787411282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPtlCb-1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/_bAa6uqeT9o/s320/18-06-08_1508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         those are the first tastes of japanese food for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPtmb1NSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rColtk71dnM/s1600-h/18-06-08_1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214200482162357538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyPtmb1NSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rColtk71dnM/s320/18-06-08_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               spicy salmon handroll! not spicy at all, no kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_BvDXKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EN_tfwYk5Xw/s1600-h/18-06-08_1632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214199682036882594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_BvDXKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EN_tfwYk5Xw/s320/18-06-08_1632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        dear munching on her fried tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_ABTg6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/S5Y8xlGTvKc/s1600-h/18-06-08_1633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214199681576567714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_ABTg6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/S5Y8xlGTvKc/s320/18-06-08_1633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           she looks hot, or maybe just trying to be. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_ActyoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/aZ1qmqGoBY4/s1600-h/18-06-08_1634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214199681691536002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_ActyoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/aZ1qmqGoBY4/s320/18-06-08_1634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           another random photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_HJVlRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FZv7EIcH_K0/s1600-h/18-06-08_1707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214199683489305874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_HJVlRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FZv7EIcH_K0/s320/18-06-08_1707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   those are the plates of food that we had, but that was not the final count though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_ZHBeeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WLHw4aBqfqk/s1600-h/18-06-08_1741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214199688311437794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyO_ZHBeeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WLHw4aBqfqk/s320/18-06-08_1741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              dear on her c-kway. she ate two pieces and gave me all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyOaly_uTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/b88Kd1cADBY/s1600-h/18-06-08_1934.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyOalDF7jI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kGG7wkZC5SY/s1600-h/18-06-08_1939.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-5073251781394423591?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/5073251781394423591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=5073251781394423591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5073251781394423591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5073251781394423591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/sushi-soccer-shilin.html' title='sushi, soccer, shilin!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFyRgdLjEXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/INwchJZjaV0/s72-c/19-06-08_2021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8664170829191100853</id><published>2008-06-21T02:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T02:34:16.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictos. part two.</title><content type='html'>16th June - the singapore zoological garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. apart from the animals, we put aside some time to try out being shot at. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1aJZdiHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kLgSRjWEAg4/s1600-h/16-06-08_1455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214030823159597170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1aJZdiHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kLgSRjWEAg4/s320/16-06-08_1455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe. so similar lah. dear and her non-teeth-showing broad smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1aYGbiDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-ZCg4Ny5WWA/s1600-h/P1000769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214030827106306098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1aYGbiDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-ZCg4Ny5WWA/s320/P1000769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she must be wondering how lonely she would be without me. (:&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1an1XHSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yK4YZAoZVb0/s1600-h/mini-P1019906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214030831329680674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1an1XHSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yK4YZAoZVb0/s320/mini-P1019906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sun's so bright, adding brilliant effect to the pic. and just at the right time, elepho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1asiRI8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/opXZb2hDtYg/s1600-h/mini-P1019908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214030832591774658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1asiRI8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/opXZb2hDtYg/s320/mini-P1019908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i know i don't have a handsome face, so tried my best not to look at the lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvz_ylf22I/AAAAAAAAAFU/GPt1fEWQT5Y/s1600-h/16-06-08_1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214029270847839074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvz_ylf22I/AAAAAAAAAFU/GPt1fEWQT5Y/s320/16-06-08_1650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's at the view area, the clouds about to weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzs_GptaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oOp-ea5RxCc/s1600-h/16-06-08_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028947790607778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzs_GptaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oOp-ea5RxCc/s320/16-06-08_1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a candid shot of ms. chua shilin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzs21qM2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/nH-76GxH52g/s1600-h/zP1000835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028945571853154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzs21qM2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/nH-76GxH52g/s320/zP1000835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken when i was trying to adjust my lenses, at the diapers-changing room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvztYosiuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WvBwOEp1Vtc/s1600-h/zP1000909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028954644286178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvztYosiuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/WvBwOEp1Vtc/s320/zP1000909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; silhouette of dear during water break @ the hamadryas baboon gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvztiG_NrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qqDGBzfpJNY/s1600-h/P1000809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028957187258034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvztiG_NrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qqDGBzfpJNY/s320/P1000809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's the only face i could do to look good. okay lah, to look as if i'm good. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzAcLXOOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/q70xXMSJhtA/s1600-h/zP1000826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028182500882658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzAcLXOOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/q70xXMSJhtA/s320/zP1000826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another random shot. i'm a camwhore, a male one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzAkczx9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YwPBZF6Dpcg/s1600-h/zP1000828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028184721541074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzAkczx9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YwPBZF6Dpcg/s320/zP1000828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i liek this picture best, i look so much taller than dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzA-oHjvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2U5fXJrRHMU/s1600-h/zP1000829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028191748296434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzA-oHjvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2U5fXJrRHMU/s320/zP1000829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe. random, but again, look so much taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzBLay8bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ITmuAoTNWlI/s1600-h/zP1000830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028195182080434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzBLay8bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ITmuAoTNWlI/s320/zP1000830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a close up, the camera has too much empty space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzBuXZLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VfH7NqlzM6s/s1600-h/zP1000834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214028204563049490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvzBuXZLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VfH7NqlzM6s/s320/zP1000834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the first photo taken, apologies for the blurness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8664170829191100853?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8664170829191100853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8664170829191100853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8664170829191100853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8664170829191100853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictos-part-two.html' title='pictos. part two.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFv1aJZdiHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kLgSRjWEAg4/s72-c/16-06-08_1455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-5502954804692370626</id><published>2008-06-20T12:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T02:09:23.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictos. part one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvxsNgGdJI/AAAAAAAAADc/jxRfbXBofsE/s1600-h/zP1000826.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvxsGCq7_I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZcP5XUQSQrs/s1600-h/zP1000828.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;16th June - the singapore zoological garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvqZKq4q8I/AAAAAAAAADU/NwFH4hImB_g/s1600-h/16-06-08_1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214018711693339586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvqZKq4q8I/AAAAAAAAADU/NwFH4hImB_g/s320/16-06-08_1551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a statue, he remained at the same spot thruout my whole 'scaly encounter' trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvlu7YHHcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bwwduk_RSyU/s1600-h/16-06-08_1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214013587987045826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvlu7YHHcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bwwduk_RSyU/s320/16-06-08_1618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's really got a big, big nose. just like squidwart's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvluzSgMGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WXyR_ibM2U0/s1600-h/16-06-08_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214013585816039522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvluzSgMGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WXyR_ibM2U0/s320/16-06-08_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so adorable. he came close to the camera just for me, smartie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvlvDcl7WI/AAAAAAAAADE/OUKOtykh5sw/s1600-h/16-06-08_1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvlvBfRfOI/AAAAAAAAADM/a5miyHymadc/s1600-h/16-06-08_1532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214013589627698402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvlvBfRfOI/AAAAAAAAADM/a5miyHymadc/s320/16-06-08_1532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the only male lion. up close &amp;amp; personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtksCR2wuI/AAAAAAAAACM/ygVPCrmQg2E/s1600-h/P1000872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871701300265698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtksCR2wuI/AAAAAAAAACM/ygVPCrmQg2E/s320/P1000872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the cute lil' lonely penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtksUcJzmI/AAAAAAAAACU/vXMvXkPKapc/s1600-h/P1000877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871706175295074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtksUcJzmI/AAAAAAAAACU/vXMvXkPKapc/s320/P1000877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is that a pelican? i'm still uncertain about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtksyP-09I/AAAAAAAAACc/EtEcjoLTkto/s1600-h/P1000895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871714177307602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtksyP-09I/AAAAAAAAACc/EtEcjoLTkto/s320/P1000895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; those are the hamadryas baboons. so cute, yet so violent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtktA0EPpI/AAAAAAAAACk/pZ2okR257to/s1600-h/P1000897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871718086753938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtktA0EPpI/AAAAAAAAACk/pZ2okR257to/s320/P1000897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the better side of the baboons. they love grooming, it's their way of socialising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtktXRjVZI/AAAAAAAAACs/7Lex2GXunM0/s1600-h/P1000918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871724116006290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtktXRjVZI/AAAAAAAAACs/7Lex2GXunM0/s320/P1000918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; squeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! that's the cuckatoo that shocked me! grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH55LLr9I/AAAAAAAAABk/dmlPe465bVc/s1600-h/P1000811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213840053537320914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH55LLr9I/AAAAAAAAABk/dmlPe465bVc/s320/P1000811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ever-shy leopard, it was tough to get a pic of him. always hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH5zFwEUI/AAAAAAAAABs/IaZb33k5Or4/s1600-h/P1000818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213840051903926594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH5zFwEUI/AAAAAAAAABs/IaZb33k5Or4/s320/P1000818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this is.. the jaguar! looks exactly like a leopard, but the spots are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH6DIGp4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/w-2wdVMO4k8/s1600-h/P1000840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213840056208762754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH6DIGp4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/w-2wdVMO4k8/s320/P1000840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this is the tree phython. its big eyes itself make it look scary, and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH6WVAsSI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Utb7-IkG7l4/s1600-h/P1000861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213840061363171618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH6WVAsSI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Utb7-IkG7l4/s320/P1000861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe. turtle, so cute. it's the biggest in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH6j1LLVI/AAAAAAAAACE/1EEX6E8o-VM/s1600-h/P1000865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213840064987737426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFtH6j1LLVI/AAAAAAAAACE/1EEX6E8o-VM/s320/P1000865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as giant as an ape can be, he sure can uproot a tree when he's on a rampage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0PD_ZddI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m5lDX7GkN20/s1600-h/P1000773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818426985379282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0PD_ZddI/AAAAAAAAAA8/m5lDX7GkN20/s320/P1000773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lamenting the departure of their cousin, the long gone ah meng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0PawPxqI/AAAAAAAAABE/jDLpMKrIi5c/s1600-h/P1000786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818433095845538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0PawPxqI/AAAAAAAAABE/jDLpMKrIi5c/s320/P1000786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zebras have their fair share of hot asses too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0P0QlhTI/AAAAAAAAABM/Fhh0ihxJrOs/s1600-h/P1000789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818439942374706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0P0QlhTI/AAAAAAAAABM/Fhh0ihxJrOs/s320/P1000789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ostriches are smart, this one actually posed for this shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0QJxY0CI/AAAAAAAAABU/JpNdZZKTPOc/s1600-h/P1000794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818445717098530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0QJxY0CI/AAAAAAAAABU/JpNdZZKTPOc/s320/P1000794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hungry hungry! mealtime for marco and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0QeSnLnI/AAAAAAAAABc/jkcDEPEeTvw/s1600-h/P1000801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213818451225161330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFs0QeSnLnI/AAAAAAAAABc/jkcDEPEeTvw/s320/P1000801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the lion and his queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxarzhEoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ju_8ZTG3VDA/s1600-h/P1000744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213815328116642434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxarzhEoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ju_8ZTG3VDA/s320/P1000744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; those are the otters, the wonderful somersaulters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxawNR-UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QjvK70d379U/s1600-h/P1000751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213815329298446658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxawNR-UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/QjvK70d379U/s320/P1000751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a replica of a tiger head, looks freaky though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxbBDXpDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YqAyu-Z7eY8/s1600-h/P1000759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213815333820277810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxbBDXpDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YqAyu-Z7eY8/s320/P1000759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there she goes, boasting her brawny limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxbHv0EHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WiPEjMr-Yog/s1600-h/P1000762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213815335617302642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxbHv0EHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WiPEjMr-Yog/s320/P1000762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe. caught red-handed. if man can have sexual desires, why not animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxbfk2ZkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UoJVE90CO94/s1600-h/P1000770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213815342013769282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFsxbfk2ZkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UoJVE90CO94/s320/P1000770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hais, that's the only thing they could do after ah meng went away. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-5502954804692370626?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/5502954804692370626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=5502954804692370626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5502954804692370626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/5502954804692370626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictos-part-one.html' title='pictos. part one.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S3hxkHnouQs/SFvqZKq4q8I/AAAAAAAAADU/NwFH4hImB_g/s72-c/16-06-08_1551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8629911658664813042</id><published>2008-06-19T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:17:08.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swim, swensens', soccer! triple s's.</title><content type='html'>after eight lenghty years, i made a comeback.&lt;br /&gt;it's been long since i submerged myself into the chloronated water.&lt;br /&gt;but things didn't go well.&lt;br /&gt;you see, not doing something for the past eight years, it's the same as doing something for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;i had lost my touch.&lt;br /&gt;easier said, i was like a child, struggling to keep myself afloat, and failed to thrust myself forward despite numerous attempts.&lt;br /&gt;okay, okay. i've returned to square one, and it's like i don't know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not embarassed to confess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i enjoyed was the lazy pool! so fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the horrible, yet enjoyable experience, planned to head down to the gymnasium,&lt;br /&gt;but was later cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;simply cos we were not in the proper attire; we were in slippers. dumb! haha.&lt;br /&gt;so since i was moaning in hunger, we decided to have our meal!&lt;br /&gt;was mulling over two choices, pizza hut or swensens.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; wanted swensens so much, so i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;actually cos i wanted to have an ice cream too, so chose swensens. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the MEGA burger, while&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; dearest&lt;/span&gt; had chicken 'n' mushroom pasta.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say, it was the worst swensens' experience i had.&lt;br /&gt;the burger, like the name suggested, was too mammoth for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i couldn't finish the final few bites.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of it now, it makes me wanna puke. lols.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to satisfy my cravings, we had ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;macadamia mania&lt;/span&gt;, but it was not so fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;coit tower still the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; was very generous, feeding me her strawberries from her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strawberry&lt;/span&gt; stripes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and the most surprising thing was, the bill was way cheaper than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be hovering around $45, but it turned out to be just $34.&lt;br /&gt;that's good. :)&lt;br /&gt;i bet it'll be quite a while from now until i have my next swensens' trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid-way through our meal, i popped out an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;was discussing about how delighted she is to have assisted me in swimming,&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her when would be my turn to tutor her in football.&lt;br /&gt;then out of the blue, we spontaneously agreed to purchase a ball, and went on to kick balls&lt;br /&gt;after our meal.&lt;br /&gt;that was the best moment of today for me.&lt;br /&gt;i felt the same feeling &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; had, of feeling satisfied to pass on my knowledge on my specialty.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, in anything related to football, we sure do enjoy ourself right,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; shilin&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;tiring, but it was nothing but full of enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; did well today, being at a respectable level for a female.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm keen to turn her into the best. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was purely exhausted after all the activity i had today, that my limps were begging for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that means i need a lot of rest.&lt;br /&gt;but it won't be long, cos tmr i'll start working out again! yay!&lt;br /&gt;i want to add some beef onto my frame, man!&lt;br /&gt;deeply inspired by the hunks i saw just now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;time to recuperate and revitalise myself.&lt;br /&gt;nights, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, had so much great moments with you today.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i was a pain in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm determined to learn k?&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you down. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8629911658664813042?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8629911658664813042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8629911658664813042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8629911658664813042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8629911658664813042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-eight-lenghty-years-i-made.html' title='swim, swensens&apos;, soccer! triple s&apos;s.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-74105315162285471</id><published>2008-06-18T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:33:35.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, hei sushi!</title><content type='html'>hey, hey. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;one of the best, if not, the best buffet meal i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, that's because the only buffet meals i had were during mealtimes at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;poor thing right.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;affordable price for a high-standard sushi restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;such a value-for-money. (:&lt;br /&gt;had my first tastes of the wide variety of japanese food available,&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, i can never live in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sweet and spicy-less food are not suitable for my diet, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i need a fair share of chillies accompanying my staple food every day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my first bite, i had tamago! the egg slices were perfectly prepared.&lt;br /&gt;very soft and abit chewy. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;then had unagi! the sauce over the piece of eel taste damn awesome!&lt;br /&gt;the salmon karaage tasted abit bland at first, but it tasted averagely good after that.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stand the warm green tea, so ordered&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; COKE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to refresh my taste bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, i had chawanmushi in the earlier part of the meal.&lt;br /&gt;taste good, but i got sick of it, cos it tastes so much like milk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;also, we had.. kakiage, that is, a plate of sweetly fried brinjals, capcicum and carrot.&lt;br /&gt;and also, had chopped unagi sushi.&lt;br /&gt;the handroll tastes abit awful, cos the seaweed was not crispy.&lt;br /&gt;the best thing i had was.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HOTATE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;donut-like deep-fried scallops that comes in threes on each serving. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended my long three-hour meal with a ball of sesame mochi, and six slices of&lt;br /&gt;c-kway (watermelon)!&lt;br /&gt;total bill was $39++, but it was all worth it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, the trip down to downtown east was long and painful.&lt;br /&gt;had to change three buses, and total journey was like almost one-and-a-half hours.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me made good use of it, watching 'i do, i do' while making our way there.&lt;br /&gt;that, to me, was quality time together. holding her in my arms, and expressing ourselves&lt;br /&gt;through laughters and intimate motions. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, i'm really sorry for rising that matter up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just too early and too far for me to think about it,&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly now is that we remain as a loving couple like we always have been!&lt;br /&gt;all my apologies, and i wish ourselves a long future ahead! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming tmr with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, before sending her to school for training!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to get wet! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;sounds wrong. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep well, people.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cher&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;je vous aime&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-74105315162285471?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/74105315162285471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=74105315162285471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/74105315162285471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/74105315162285471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-hey.html' title='hey, hei sushi!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2396882201785205877</id><published>2008-06-17T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:57:07.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the zoo; the boring; and the exciting tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;16th june ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alphabets first, illustrations later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i had the preeminent outing since years.&lt;br /&gt;the zooooooooooooooooooo has changed alot, since the last time i came.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so grateful, cos i was able to witness the creations of god.&lt;br /&gt;such an eye-opening and meaningful trip.&lt;br /&gt;it feels especially good, that i was able to spend my day with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she's the only cause why i would ever visit places like the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lengthy wait for the long-anticipated was well rewarded with a fine weather&lt;br /&gt;throughout the trip, apart from the light downpour towards evening.&lt;br /&gt;waking up at 7 in the morning, i was planning to leave home at 8.&lt;br /&gt;but there was a slight delay, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and like always, i was late.&lt;br /&gt;i love it whenever i get to meet her early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;it signals a long, enjoyable, and meaningful day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was a great instance. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, travelled to cck, and boarded bus 927.&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting a long ride, but it was only like 10 minutes?!&lt;br /&gt;but okay lah, enough time for me to take a nap on the returning journey. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;reached the zooooooo at.. err.. late 9 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;it's beautiful now, with kfc and ben &amp;amp; jerry's greeting us upon our arrival.&lt;br /&gt;went straight in, and our long adventure began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making long story short, we observed lots of animals!&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, i was a bit 'jakon'. i don't know what's the english word.&lt;br /&gt;cos i haven't been there for 13 years now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;most of the animals were inactive, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;more miserable it is thinking of the life these creatures have to undergo;&lt;br /&gt;living in captivity. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was overwhelmed upon learning how these animals do their things -&lt;br /&gt;communicating, adapting, social-bonding, and even eating.&lt;br /&gt;i was astonished to learn that simple and meaningless human motions bares&lt;br /&gt;a great significance to the creatures; eg. yawning signals tension and threat.&lt;br /&gt;wow! God is great, i have to say. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to catch memorable glimpses of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;staring in amazement at the dazzling somersaults of the otters,&lt;br /&gt;sniffing the reeking fragrant of the mongooses,&lt;br /&gt;gazing at the elegance of the white tigers doing their routinal catwalks,&lt;br /&gt;loooking on as the monkeys sway their way like a flawless gymnast,&lt;br /&gt;having a deep, lovely eye contact with the orang utans,&lt;br /&gt;craving for my meal while watching the nyalas munching their leaves,&lt;br /&gt;falling asleeeeeeep and wishing for my pillows upon looking at the resting rhinos,&lt;br /&gt;cursing at my height and being envious of the skyscraper-like african giraffes,&lt;br /&gt;feeling miserable and internally weeping while obseving the close-to-extinct cheetahs,&lt;br /&gt;being almost shocked-to-death when the cuckatoo's scream pierced the air,&lt;br /&gt;experiencing flabbergast-ment and disgust looking at the red, hot ass of the baboons,&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, getting turned on staring at the mandrills mating.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the moment of the day has got to be the most romantic scene.&lt;br /&gt;with everyone seeking shelter as if a grenade was showering from the top,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me remained at our seats, letting the rain drench ourselves up,&lt;br /&gt;while we enjoy each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a drama. lols.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, anything that does not happen in every day life with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, i'd call it romantic.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so shiok, i want to relive that moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's my zoo trip for you, readers!&lt;br /&gt;the ticket price does not equate to the remarkable experience.&lt;br /&gt;so go on, and get yourself to the zoo soon!&lt;br /&gt;i so love my outing. (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry too, cos we got into a minor tiff that gloomed the perfect date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off at around approximately mid 5 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to have murtabak for dinner initially, but settled for kfc @ lot1 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; bought 'i do, i do'. okay lah, we shared money to get it.&lt;br /&gt;for an uncertain reason, i had fell in love with local chinese movies.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos it's more relative to us singaporeans. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at 11 plus, and slept soooooooooooon after that.&lt;br /&gt;that's my 16th june 08. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th june&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a total contrast to the previous one, i had a lacklustre day.&lt;br /&gt;had a futsal tournament, and it was such a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;getting worn out and lacking of suffcient rest, i performed below par,&lt;br /&gt;so low that i would declare it my worst soccer experience.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't enjoy myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another boring moment;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing i did today was to message &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and taking a short nap.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th june, at 12.48 am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing all the entry above, while conversing with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; on msn.&lt;br /&gt;getting a good night's sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hey, hey. hei sushi!&lt;br /&gt;white sands, here we come! (:&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shilin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aku cinta padamu&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2396882201785205877?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2396882201785205877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2396882201785205877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2396882201785205877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2396882201785205877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/zoo-boring-and-exciting-tomorrow.html' title='the zoo; the boring; and the exciting tomorrow!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-3397908152632273664</id><published>2008-06-15T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:34:42.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, hey!&lt;br /&gt;i'm back. haven't really blogged since.. yesterday? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;too occupied, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, as of the fourteenth, was a very long and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;sleep at 4 the previous 'night', i had only 5 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9.30, and was rushing to finish my monthsary gift for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i promised to give her a flower, and since i was having a tight schedule,&lt;br /&gt;and due to financial reasons, i made her flowers myself!&lt;br /&gt;sounds romantic right.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super dead beat, but i didn't want to turn my back on my promise.&lt;br /&gt;so there i went, cutting those sponge paper and having the super glue&lt;br /&gt;all over my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it was all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and due to that, i was late for Kak Sabariah's wedding ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;but i was quick to start off my work, picking up plates and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself though, and was pretty pleased that i managed to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once the guests coming in started to diminish, i left for the football match!&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. main event of the day, cos it's our 7th month celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; looked great in her &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; dress, while me, dressed so casually.&lt;br /&gt;but our night ended in disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;singapore, again, lost. final match played at the kallang stadium!&lt;br /&gt;the crowd was exceptionally loud, for one final time! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all that's not important.&lt;br /&gt;the best thing was, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; gave me her artpiece!&lt;br /&gt;it's so damn stylish lah!&lt;br /&gt;a heart-shaped plank, with her scribbled handwriting, and her own tribal-listic&lt;br /&gt;designs!&lt;br /&gt;it's astonishing, cos &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; have always said she's bad in art.&lt;br /&gt;but she's being too modest, i guess. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; again today, as of the fifteenth.&lt;br /&gt;she pleaded me to accompany her at work, and so, i did!&lt;br /&gt;spent quite a while, enough time to eat, and to wear out my lappie's batt.&lt;br /&gt;after work, we went shopping!&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, searching for items for tomorrow's outing.&lt;br /&gt;bought bread, tuna, egg, and insect repellent!&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new philips earphone, as well as an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; fbt jersey too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; agreed to dress as a pair tmr! orange, our favourite colour. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to tmr.&lt;br /&gt;going to the zoo. yes, to the zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;a long-waited outing for &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's been 9 years since i stepped there.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;primate kingdom, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;kinda crazy alr, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;i'll enjoy myself tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta apologise to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, i'm making use of her.&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna prepare all the food items, while i do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;hais. i feel so damn useless.&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i love her so much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. gotta get some rest now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog about the zoo, tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;take care, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see your smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-3397908152632273664?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/3397908152632273664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=3397908152632273664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3397908152632273664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3397908152632273664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-hey-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2012179610903777153</id><published>2008-06-15T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:22:28.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01. What are needed to be my girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;    A very sweet smile! :)&lt;br /&gt;02. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;    Dubai, dream holiday!&lt;br /&gt;03. What’s your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;    What else can it be, but to spend time with my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;04. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;    No, definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;05. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;    To be a professional footballet, my girl wishes me to be one. (:&lt;br /&gt;06. Do you prefer a kiss or a hug?&lt;br /&gt;    you can hug anyone, but kiss means more intimacy. so.. kissing. &lt;br /&gt;07. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;    my family, and my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;08. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;    give some to the poor, and enjoy life!&lt;br /&gt;09. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;    only three? i have too much to list about shilin.&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;    to see shilin smile!&lt;br /&gt;11. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;    temperamental, and one who boasts unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;br /&gt;    creating some aircrafts! boeing, baby.&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;    prevent all the disasters. make the world a better place. chey! &lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;    Humans, i need company! family, friends, and my partner!&lt;br /&gt;15. Any childhood memories you’ll like to re-live?&lt;br /&gt;    shopping with my parents money!&lt;br /&gt;16. How old do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;    she said 25, so 25 it will be (:&lt;br /&gt;17. Which cartoon character you like most?&lt;br /&gt;    pinky patrick!&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you courageous enough to go and tell the person that you like he/she?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes, ask dearest for full story!&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you think you're pretty/handsome?&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know, people mistook me for cristiano. haha.&lt;br /&gt;20.what are you doing right now beside replying this tag?&lt;br /&gt;   i'm at suntec! accompanying shilin at her stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf, nadeerah, you've been tagged! okay lah, sadly. only two of them has visited my blog so far. Grr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2012179610903777153?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2012179610903777153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2012179610903777153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2012179610903777153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2012179610903777153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/01.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-9170344733175672387</id><published>2008-06-14T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T10:17:41.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as of the fourteenth.</title><content type='html'>hey, hey!&lt;br /&gt;to start off, let's wish &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me a happy 7th month!&lt;br /&gt;time flies so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;it double the duration of my previous longest relationship!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;way to go &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;let's stay together come what may. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, important msg to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so dear, later right.&lt;br /&gt;meet me at the kallang busstop, must remember k?&lt;br /&gt;it's the stop exactly after this bridge over the waters, it's near the kallang area alr.&lt;br /&gt;it's like two or three stops after suntec city. (:&lt;br /&gt;see you later, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-9170344733175672387?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/9170344733175672387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=9170344733175672387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/9170344733175672387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/9170344733175672387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-of-fourteenth.html' title='as of the fourteenth.'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-215147851144536902</id><published>2008-06-12T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:46:58.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10.49 am.&lt;br /&gt;bounded by three walls, the piercing stench of urea filling the air.&lt;br /&gt;reminds one of the setting of a prison, right?&lt;br /&gt;i've tasted how it is to be in one.&lt;br /&gt;i mean the torment of spending your time away doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i was being stupid i guess.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. only dear know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from my forgettable morning, my day went great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, from what i've seen, have started to give in a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;no longer that temperamental, vengeful individual.&lt;br /&gt;i like. (:&lt;br /&gt;so i spent quite some time with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, my whole afternoon and night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, as if no feud had taken place, although yesterday i thought it was the most&lt;br /&gt;terrible dispute that occured all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving her place, we decided to head down to jp!&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, that good old jp.&lt;br /&gt;had swensens for late lunch, or rather, early dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i had chilli fish pasta, while &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; had chickie baked rice!&lt;br /&gt;so cheap, student meal! okay lah, i mean cheaper than the normal ala carte price.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;the pasta was good, serving was just right, and the fish, it was the best thing i've tasted since&lt;br /&gt;the last time i had my mum's tom yam. the fillet was well cooked, juicy yet crispy.&lt;br /&gt;long john and fish&amp;amp;co should be shameful of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dessert, i had coit tower! woooohoooo! delicious. baby!&lt;br /&gt;chocolate ice cream, choc fudge, strawberry cuts and banana slices, with wheat cream&lt;br /&gt;topping. one hell of a dessert!&lt;br /&gt;while i was falling in love with the coit tower, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; devoted her tastebuds to her nutty mighty.&lt;br /&gt;a good meal after such a long time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we set off to shop!&lt;br /&gt;we got a pair of goggles each, for our swimming session on next thurday! ~wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; then went to try on some shoes, but didn't get any eventually.&lt;br /&gt;and also, we tried looking for cheap soccer balls, so that we can have our own training session. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't believe that i was able to accompany her today without getting bored and mad, maybe because i've vowed to myself to treat her better from now onwards. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of our shopping spree, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;revealed her plans of getting a couple polo.&lt;br /&gt;which, we had very little time to search for.&lt;br /&gt;no, no. it was because i didn't have the bucks. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i was more saddened to see her disappointed face.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i gave &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; a promise to get it for our 8th month instead! yes, 8th month! so fast time flew. HAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous amos was our final destination.&lt;br /&gt;got butterscotch, chips &amp;amp; macadamia, and chips &amp;amp; pecan!&lt;br /&gt;i'm munching them now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;so yummy, but oh so costly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;pocket's drying up quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tmr, sadly, i won't get to see &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chua shilin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hope my day won't be miserable without her.&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much things to do tmr. hais.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss her though, mushy mushy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i promise, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, i'll return with a bang on saturday!&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure you'll be proud of me. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay, it's getting late.&lt;br /&gt;eyes getting heavy, limbs starting to ache.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be a long day, but i hope i can survive.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wo ai ni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-215147851144536902?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/215147851144536902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=215147851144536902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/215147851144536902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/215147851144536902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/10.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-2099067904301020323</id><published>2008-06-12T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:04:40.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just lived a moment that i once experienced in a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if that's the parameter of things, then you should have checked thoroughly first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if that is the parameter of things, we should have seen how much do i have of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all the way from where we started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all the problems we faced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all the moments we cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all those i have written in a notepad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i'm being put on the sword for being too concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah yeah, i was too immature back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but now i understand the pinch of losing your money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know you tell me all those does not matter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cos ultimately, i didn't tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you know how i'd react when we talk about our past, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just didn't want you to suffer the same fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now i'm being accused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how can you ever judged things so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;those feelings have long gone, and have never returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sorry readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just got to say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SHe&lt;/span&gt; is the only one i care for, and the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;, i'm &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt;, and i'll &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;always be loving&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you should know me best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-2099067904301020323?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/2099067904301020323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=2099067904301020323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2099067904301020323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/2099067904301020323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-lived-moment-that-i-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-3157298900734844628</id><published>2008-06-11T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:20:31.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrgghh, man. i bet all of you had a better day than me.&lt;br /&gt;but one good thing though, i managed to survive a long, monotonous day.&lt;br /&gt;well, provided with the fact that i've not stayed at home the whole day for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i'm always outside; there's always something for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn uneasy not meeting &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's not too much a good thing to see her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll take it for granted, you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;and then in times, like today, i'll keep feeling uncomfortable and 'die-die also want to see her'.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't, sorry &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was too boring, that the only thing i enjoyed was the conversation with my mum,&lt;br /&gt;that is, about her past. i swear today was the 53rd time i heard it, all over from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;so enough said, you know how my day was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to put crackers into small packets, close to two hundred pieces of them,&lt;br /&gt;took me the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;arms aching, my brain worn out. i didn't know my day would be this bad.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'isham&lt;/span&gt;. you're doing a good deed! it's all for a good cause. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had one hell of a feeling today.&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good, it's been long since i experienced it. woooooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;it feels good not to make my mum angry.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have to hear her scream over the phone, i didn't have to be welcomed by a fuming face&lt;br /&gt;when i return home. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;and again, today, i felt i've taken my mum for granted.&lt;br /&gt;you know, this feeling of doing too much wrong, guilt of having lied too much to her.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, tmr i'll be meeting &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;! wheee!&lt;br /&gt;so excited. i'm gonna smile so broadly the first thing i see her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna take her for granted anymore; i know it has no link to smiling.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;gonna spend some great time before she goes for training, while i'm gonna kick some balls.&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll be blogging about a great day tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;it's always great when i get to see &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 12.14 now.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better get going. have to get up early tmr!&lt;br /&gt;off to commonwealth, before meeting&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooooodie night, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna tell her &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh-so-ever-mushy me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-3157298900734844628?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/3157298900734844628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=3157298900734844628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3157298900734844628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3157298900734844628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/arrgghh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-7525119507029484583</id><published>2008-06-10T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:00:46.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe. Putting my survival skills into good use now.&lt;br /&gt;The water's boiling with the solid noodles submerged in the pot now.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely hungry, totally forgot about having dinner while with dearest just now.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another meeting, another great moment!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah. Always wonderful, with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;First half of the day was plainly boring and uneventful, until I met &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was late, no doubt about that. I'm always having problem with contacts.&lt;br /&gt;So that's my excuse why I was late. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first sight of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; today at around 3, @ bugis mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;She looks great in the dress lah, must get more of those for her someday!&lt;br /&gt;Like I mentioned yesterday, we planned to get the sg vs saudi match ticket, which we did.&lt;br /&gt;So much problems, but we finally got our hands on the cream-coloured tickets after &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purchased it from the general office at the Jalan Besar stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, for paying for my tickets. Or is it that I forgot to return the money just now? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to.. Bugis Street! Went to shop for threequarter pants!&lt;br /&gt;Got one from 'graphite', a white one! So cheap, okay lah, cheapest among the others. (:&lt;br /&gt;Quite tight though, but it only motivates me to slash some meat! woooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad, hais, for not getting &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt;'s such a great company, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Walked, walked, walked. Trying to get her short pants, but in vain. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended our outing at Mcd's, getting some rest and replenish ourselves, with none other than &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ICE LEMON TEA&lt;/span&gt;! It's a daily drink; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; must be nodding her head now. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly enjoyed my time so much, that I have to say even the bus trip home was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about all the things under the sun; there's just something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Such a contrast from the same period of time last year; me and her, there were inevitable awkward silence every time we stepped into the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy with our progress! 7th month coming, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;! ~wheeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting in a solemn mood now, I won't be able to see &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at home, trying to get some work done, besides helping my mum with preparations for my cousin's wedding reception.&lt;br /&gt;I'll rot at home, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;Hais. Thursday, faster come will you?&lt;br /&gt;Another mushy statement - &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, i'll missssss you!&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, I have to get running! Noodle's calling me!&lt;br /&gt;I'll slurp those curry while talking to dear on msn.&lt;br /&gt;take care, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Have a better day than me tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aku cinta padaku&lt;/span&gt;! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aku cinta padamu&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-7525119507029484583?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/7525119507029484583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=7525119507029484583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7525119507029484583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/7525119507029484583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-6508591907327236816</id><published>2008-06-10T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:02:56.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never in these sixteen years, have I watched three movies in the space of three consecutive days. Quite crazy, but that was what &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me did.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, I was too lacking of ideas, so movies had to be the last resort.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the best alternative. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, like mentioned earlier, we caught another movie!&lt;br /&gt;This time, it's at Causeway Point Cathay Cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;It's the newly-released animated comedy,&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Kung Fu Panda'&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The storyline was awesome, and the humour never fails to tickle my laughing nerves,&lt;br /&gt;you get what I mean right..&lt;br /&gt;I love the animations, so real! wooooooo, impressive!&lt;br /&gt;To good to be true; I rate it second best to my all-time favourite animated film, Monster Inc. (:&lt;br /&gt;Alot of learning tips throughout the 90minutes runtime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;even nothing means something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the home of local football club, Gombak United, immediately after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get tickets, but sigh, were disappointed once again.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me planning to get the tickets at Jalan Besar tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Going out with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; again! wheeeeeeeeeeeee! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Back to today, we decided to watch the league cup semi-final encounter between&lt;br /&gt;Gombak United and Young Lions, since we were already at the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;Goals galore, with two goals scored in the first half. Final score was 4-1, to Gombak. (:&lt;br /&gt;Great goals, but more impressive was the goal celebrations from the no. 19!&lt;br /&gt;quadruple somersaults, baby! so cooool! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home during the half-time, cos didn't want to return home late.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. I'm damn sorry we were not able to stay until the final whistle.&lt;br /&gt;I know she's disapppointed.&lt;br /&gt;Sent &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; home, did our nightly routine, and off I went!&lt;br /&gt;So, that's my 9th of june for you!&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get some rest, and yes, can't wait to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Another tour around town, and getting the tickets for saturday's match.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i'll enjoy my day tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt;, sorry if you were struggling to feel happy about the things we did today.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it doesn't matter what we do right..&lt;br /&gt;As long as we're on each others' side.&lt;br /&gt;To see the beauty of your smile is already enough to brighten my day. (:&lt;br /&gt;so mushy and cliche, but who cares. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shilin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-6508591907327236816?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/6508591907327236816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=6508591907327236816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6508591907327236816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/6508591907327236816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-in-these-sixteen-years-have-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-1079624224469697557</id><published>2008-06-09T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T02:39:32.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you don't know how hard it is.&lt;br /&gt;the pressure on my shoulders having to crack my brains.&lt;br /&gt;how nice it would be if you can understand.&lt;br /&gt;i'm demoralised deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me weak, inside i feel useless.&lt;br /&gt;i want to weep. cos i'm a man,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm suppose to take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not standing by my responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't think.&lt;br /&gt;i feel inferior, when it comes to times where we can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;i've suppose to be decisive, but i'm just so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;it'll not be the only time, we've been thru this for number of times&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure we'll be facing this again in no time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just afraid you might be relying on me to bring you to new places.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-1079624224469697557?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/1079624224469697557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=1079624224469697557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1079624224469697557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/1079624224469697557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-dont-know-how-hard-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-8424613722571544894</id><published>2008-06-09T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:47:17.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first entry; only the beginning!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! This is my first ever official blog entry! woohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to have a blog of my own since long ago, but though it's uncool&lt;br /&gt;for a guy to have one. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares now, i'm more than happy to have one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually created this blog last week, but was busy with studies.&lt;br /&gt;You know, exam week. Was busy 'mugging', it's so unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, for helping with the set-ups, templates and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a whole week of exams, now it's time for a break! wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;May be a short one, but a long list of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;Going on dates, yes &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, dates! smiling now right.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Science centre, the zoo, rollerblading, soccer match, and many more&lt;br /&gt;destinations still under planning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking to bring &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; to the newly-constructed area close to Alexandra Park.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it'll be a new hotspot to catch the&lt;br /&gt;ever-gorgeous sunset!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, i'm excited myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I so enjoyed myself on the first two days of my break.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and me went to the Kallang Leisure Mall, one of the few malls&lt;br /&gt;that we've never gone to. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;It's not completely contructed yet though, so nothing much there.&lt;br /&gt;Caught 'Made of Honour', and it was great lah!&lt;br /&gt;Never had i watched such a romantic, inspirational yet comical movie.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be like Tom! No, not being a flirtatious hottie.&lt;br /&gt;But i admire his spirit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; was noticably naughty ytd, but it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;I'm naughty all the time! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, had a futsal selection session for the mosque's futsal team.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm in the main team! wheee.&lt;br /&gt;I was already damn exhausted and out of steam early in the session.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my stamina, no longer fit like how I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Getting fat and unfit. Even my bro notices it. Hais..&lt;br /&gt;Tournament in 13 days lah!&lt;br /&gt;Move your butt and exercise, Muhammad 'Isham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I spent my late afternoon with dearest! &lt;br /&gt;I swear i enjoyed her company, from the cheapskate meal&lt;br /&gt;till the end of the movie!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah. Another movie! But this time, a lil' bit lower a standard.&lt;br /&gt;'Just Follow Law' on vcd, played on &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;'s lappie.&lt;br /&gt;No big screen, no cinema atmosphere. But it doesnt matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;As long as dear's there to spend her time, and share her laughters with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetheart&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so enjoying life right now! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nursing my bruises now, while eagerly engrossed composing my first entry&lt;br /&gt;of my blog!&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting dearest later in the day, but still uncertain of what to do. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn excited looking at the plans I have for this term break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt;, trust me. You'll have the time of your life over the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Be excited! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt;, I'm still sorry I wasn't able to spend as much time as we both&lt;br /&gt;had hoped for, although we do meet every single day. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Quite contradicting, but only &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chua Shilin&lt;/span&gt; can understand what I mean. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I've reached the end of the entry for today. Time to remove my contacts,&lt;br /&gt;get washed up, talked to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;, and then off to bed! weeeeeheeee!&lt;br /&gt;will be having 'training' tmr right, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;? lols.&lt;br /&gt;So okay, i'll get going.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone, if there happens to be anyone reading this. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-8424613722571544894?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/8424613722571544894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=8424613722571544894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8424613722571544894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/8424613722571544894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-entry-only-beginning.html' title='first entry; only the beginning!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6216584264618961214.post-3921463371094428429</id><published>2008-06-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:55:42.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post!</title><content type='html'>hello, i'm blogging on behalf of mohamo 'isan. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;ANW, tmr can watch soccer match. HOHOHOHOH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6216584264618961214-3921463371094428429?l=mohamo-isan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/feeds/3921463371094428429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6216584264618961214&amp;postID=3921463371094428429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3921463371094428429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6216584264618961214/posts/default/3921463371094428429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohamo-isan.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-im-blogging-on-behalf-of-mohamo.html' title='First Post!'/><author><name>Isan!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169872498997659600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
