<?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-28432944</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:53:06.082+08:00</updated><category term='indulge'/><title type='text'>My Cherie Amour</title><subtitle type='html'>Sweet AND Sour OF Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>573</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5179662558618555291</id><published>2010-01-26T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:05:33.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>www.remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remonstrate : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 7.5pt" valign="top"&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="DEFINITION" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;argue strongly: &lt;/b&gt;to reason  or argue forcefully with somebody about something &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;tangible :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 7.5pt" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td class="DEFINITION" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="DEFINITION" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ble to be touched: &lt;/b&gt;able  to be touched or perceived through the sense of touch  &lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;a tangible coldness&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 7.5pt" valign="top"&gt; &lt;td class="DEFINITION" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="DEFINITION" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;actual: &lt;/b&gt;capable of being  understood and evaluated, and therefore regarded as real  &lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is no tangible evidence to support this claim.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 7.5pt" valign="top"&gt; &lt;td class="DEFINITION" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="DEFINITION" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;able to be realized:  &lt;/b&gt;capable of being given a physical existence  &lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;some very tangible financial benefits&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;this blog had long existed. this blog is full of memory. both sweet and bitter. i was trying to remember what was my url and when i finally remembered, i straight away type it down and i found it. i lost my username and password. i go the extra mile to retrieve my password. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i found photos that i've been looking for and i knw it will always be here. thank god i didn't delete this blog. i miss those people whom i mention in this blog. they are far away from me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i lose some friends and i gain some. that's life i suppose. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5179662558618555291?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5179662558618555291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5179662558618555291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5179662558618555291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5179662558618555291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2010/01/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6302011141519010361</id><published>2008-07-31T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:42:22.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wont be blogging here anymore, you can now find me at http://bohemianjeune.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;im tired of using blogger and blogger have lot of bitter sweet memories that i just want it to stay and i want to have a fresh start. Relink me people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6302011141519010361?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6302011141519010361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6302011141519010361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6302011141519010361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6302011141519010361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wont-be-blogging-here-anymore-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6044761197724865972</id><published>2008-07-27T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:39:08.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck you, fuck you and i love you baby. i dunno why your friends said all those things to me. im sorry for being harsh when i got to know those things from your friend. i tried not to believe and i guess, i was a little gullible. but when u came back, telling me the whole lot of truth, i believe you because u are my baby after all. and from now on, whatever people are going to say about you, i shall not entertain. cos my love for you got stronger yesterday. thanks for everything my dear. i shall accompany you one of these days and also during my holidays! oh yeah, thanks for not loding my anklet b. love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wont be working at toysrus this weekdays. i need to go for trainings and also success manual. hehe. and then friday shall go shisha with classmates and maybe, just maybe gonna asked b to fetch me after that. if let say he ends his stuff early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was fine yesterday. not as kecoh as always. cos not many people were around. damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6044761197724865972?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6044761197724865972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6044761197724865972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6044761197724865972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6044761197724865972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck-you-fuck-you-and-i-love-you-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4854271983366370892</id><published>2008-07-25T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:21:42.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SImESYS_V5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/6m4kUR8X7bE/s1600-h/772714607l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SImESYS_V5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/6m4kUR8X7bE/s320/772714607l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226854293834782610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, i miss this hair style so much! almost everyone said i look good with it. but no matter what, i wont be cutting it again. it took me so long just to grow my current hair style. me and bro is planning to do dread lock together. hehe. for now, i'm planning to cut my fringe again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends and i are planning to go shisha next friday. Power! we're going after school. seriously, i cant wait for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din has been entertaining me for the past two nights. thanks din. thanks for like entertaining my nonsense even though i'm always disturbing you. thanks for understanding my situation yeah. we shall meet one day okae like u want it to be. haha. we shall also go to sentosa with you want to. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4854271983366370892?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4854271983366370892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4854271983366370892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4854271983366370892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4854271983366370892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/awww-i-miss-this-hair-style-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SImESYS_V5I/AAAAAAAAAp8/6m4kUR8X7bE/s72-c/772714607l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7994910609592731490</id><published>2008-07-24T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:05:04.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>memories would always be memories. you were apart of me before and i treasure it. even though it's for a while. i really hope that you're happy now. cos i am happy for you. thanks for the wonderful time i had with you. May you and your wife be happy. go and make a lot of babies okae? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAMMAD FARHAN BIN AZZAHAR is working at toysrus Vivo City. shocking sey. didn't expect to hear from him. I was working just now and i had to call vivo to check on a stuff, then it was him who answered my call. pretty shocking lah. haha! whatever lah okae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw azhar just now. i miss chatting with that guy lah. it's like i usually sees him outside but never did we actually talk. and same goes this time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might have sore eyes. damn it. din! i need a hug plus a kiss, a cuddle and a smooch. haha. you know what i mean don't you? hahaha! you smelly boy! haha. shhh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7994910609592731490?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7994910609592731490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7994910609592731490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7994910609592731490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7994910609592731490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories-would-always-be-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6217152412411353772</id><published>2008-07-22T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:07:15.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tidak perlu mencari teman secantik Balqis&lt;br /&gt;Andai diri tidak sehebat sulaiman&lt;br /&gt;Tidak perlu seteguh Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;Andai diri tidak sekuat Hajar&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa mengharap teman setampan Yusoff&lt;br /&gt;Jika kasih tidak setulus Zulaikha&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa didamba teman hidup sehebat Khadijah&lt;br /&gt;Andai diri tidak sesempurna Rasullullah S.A.W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice is this statement above? i agree to this person who wrote it. but im disappoint that he's not like what he wrote. what i meant is that, i expect that he would be someone that is religious and would not do stuff that would go against the law and all. i have to admit, he is religious, but i guess i cant blame him cos human being is not able to escape from wrong doing. i myself can't escape from not doing the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;future.. well baby, i miss you truckloads. i've got to know more about you from your best friend. and syg, i want you to stop!! if you seriously love me, then stop what your doing. for me. for us and for the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's D&amp;amp;D was not bad lah. pretty fun but not what i was expecting for. once i'll get the pictures, i'll upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's d&amp;amp;d was no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6217152412411353772?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6217152412411353772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6217152412411353772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6217152412411353772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6217152412411353772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/tidak-perlu-mencari-teman-secantik.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7617934403755997794</id><published>2008-07-20T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:32:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry b. im suspicious of you right now. im trying not to. maybe because i miss you so much. and i cant help but to feel this way. im really really sorry baby. i know im at fault for behaving in such manner. sorry, really really sorry. i realize that im being foolish. thanks zack for making me believe that baby was speaking the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit! i felt so bad right now. better apologize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7617934403755997794?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7617934403755997794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7617934403755997794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7617934403755997794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7617934403755997794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sorry-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5404591770629789045</id><published>2008-07-18T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:31:50.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was touched by how strong someone's love can be. she really love that someone so bad that her life is miserable right now. i cried with her just now cos i remembered how i use to be like her. i tried guiding her by telling her some of my past experiences. i hope it does help. i hate when she cries. it just hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people always sees me as someone who is strong? i know im able to defend, keep my heart strong with whatever situation i am in. and i believe no one, no one actually new i'm weak. i always wanted to be independent. not needing any man in my life. but i realise that i cant. i aint that strong. as you guys know, im missing my baby so much right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit that i'm a little worried about him going around for his work. reason, he's good looking and i believe there's girls who wants him. im not having a low self-esteem issues here. just that, im not sure whats going on right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5404591770629789045?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5404591770629789045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5404591770629789045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5404591770629789045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5404591770629789045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-was-touched-by-how-strong-someones.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7760992452683061950</id><published>2008-07-18T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:59:00.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. gave her her present that i wrap using toysrus wrapping paper and inside was a wallet. mum is super cute lah. she beamed because we gave her the gift plus it was 12 midnite when we gave her the present. and we shouted. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said, thanks. HAHA. so sweet. love you mum! love you so much!! thanks for making my breakfast every morning and waking me up everyday cos she knows that i won't woke up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak farah and abg buy her watch. haha! i laughed when i heard that. mum doesnt wear watch! my godness!! haha..sorry for laughing tho. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i wish you were here with me at this very moment. im sick and i need you to heal me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7760992452683061950?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7760992452683061950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7760992452683061950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7760992452683061950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7760992452683061950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-mummy-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2001304325547232440</id><published>2008-07-17T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:53:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously miss my baby. I don't know how i manage to go on with life for the past weeks. he's coming back tomorrow. hopefully if his trip is not extended. and i really hope it is not extended. i need him badly right now. im yearning for his touch. thinking of him just makes my heart skip a beat. whenever i remember him, my heart will jump for joy and i would just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is true what shae said. whenever im in love, i would be very weird. the nana that they knew disappeared. just like woah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even contribute to solving the problem statement. haha! sorry guys. just not in the mood. i don't know whats wroong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody? help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2001304325547232440?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2001304325547232440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2001304325547232440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2001304325547232440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2001304325547232440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-seriously-miss-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4113934960454130983</id><published>2008-07-17T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:25:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vrGJumeI/AAAAAAAAApU/qrWaKrUSepg/s1600-h/pout+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vrGJumeI/AAAAAAAAApU/qrWaKrUSepg/s320/pout+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223805772717005282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vspzG3BI/AAAAAAAAApc/zMLJNWNTQXU/s1600-h/coolshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vspzG3BI/AAAAAAAAApc/zMLJNWNTQXU/s320/coolshit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223805799465671698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vsrBOtEI/AAAAAAAAApk/jLPcad_4A-I/s1600-h/pout+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vsrBOtEI/AAAAAAAAApk/jLPcad_4A-I/s320/pout+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223805799793341506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vs8uyWLI/AAAAAAAAAps/JA9OkRTN-m4/s1600-h/boy+features.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vs8uyWLI/AAAAAAAAAps/JA9OkRTN-m4/s320/boy+features.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223805804547823794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vtNnFkOI/AAAAAAAAAp0/qHrpYRwiEHE/s1600-h/chipmunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vtNnFkOI/AAAAAAAAAp0/qHrpYRwiEHE/s320/chipmunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223805809078931682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that was some of the photos taken yesterday when chilling at coffee bean. bought myself a snowcap. and im so loving it! it's uber cute lah the snowcap! haha. maybe should give it to baby since he got no hair. haha. sorry dear. im excited. cos baby's coming back soon! and i really hope that his trip this time won't be extended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder hurts like hell. fuck! i'm in school and now i feel like going home. didnt ate my food cos got salmon. im sleepy. super sleepy sia. got 2 meetings later. going for the sui meeting then em max meeting. and i'll make sure to buy something that i can eat and will eat. haha! hungry lah sey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, i seriously am bored and i want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4113934960454130983?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4113934960454130983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4113934960454130983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4113934960454130983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4113934960454130983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/that-was-some-of-photos-taken-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SH6vrGJumeI/AAAAAAAAApU/qrWaKrUSepg/s72-c/pout+again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7120020986055131583</id><published>2008-07-16T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:58:06.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indulge'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently at coffee bean jurong point. waiting for shae to finish work. drinking the all time favourite caramel ice blended. with hershey's sundae pie. yummy. isnt it weird that im at coffee bean right now when im suppose to be in school for the third meeting? haha. let me just get this straight, I DIDN'T CABUT CLASS! haha. we negotiate with paul to let us go early if we manage to finish up our work. and we did. we even got to see the 6Ps when others are still thinking what to put for their presentation slides. My team are great when it comes to doing things fast, straight to the point and impactful. each of us was assigned to do something. me and pei ern were in charge of the powerpoint slides, sha was assigned to do worksheet and wen qiang doing the PDT. It wasn't that challenging for us as we have always been doing it for the past few lessons. it's just that we are able to go home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after aisha finish work, gonna ask her to accompany me to look for snowcap and then head home straight after that. i want to continue my beautiful dreams. haha. my cough is getting from bad to worst. and it seems to me that i need to take a break and just pamper myself. indulge in a long hot bath with scented candles and sweet smelling body shower and a relaxing hair wash plus conditioner. perhaps put on mask to relax my pores and all. wow. thinking about it makes me feel so good. so yeah, its a for sure thing to do when i reach home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7120020986055131583?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2364804467063083244</id><published>2008-07-16T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:25:28.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>toysrus shutter was damaged. i felt bad about it. a lot of things happened in toysrus today. power trip, shutter damage and fire alarm. it was my first time working with the new manager. he's okae i guess. im insane. like what zul said, u need to be insane to be sane. haha. thanks ehk zul for being so understanding about my situation. and thanks for offering to go out and look for izzy's birthday present. maybe we should. cos i need to find him a replacement for the lost snowcap. hehe. jom go on the search for a snowcap! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school, as usual. i honestly hate ash. honestly. he's irritating. thanks friends for understanding my situation. ouh yeah! the mee kuah at e1 is super sedap lah. feel like eating it again tomorrow. plus. me and rufi got discount! hhaha.. instead of paying $3, we only paid $2. hehe. sedap2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum said i had a fever last night. a slight one that is. i guess, it's due to standing for quite sometime under the rain. haha. but doing that actually made me feel lot better. but i end up taking panadols last night due to the fever. and i had a bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for that one phone call. just one phone call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2364804467063083244?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2364804467063083244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2364804467063083244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2364804467063083244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2364804467063083244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/toysrus-shutter-was-damaged.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2484243351199633819</id><published>2008-07-14T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:26:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went prawning yesterday with family plus kak farah. before going prawning, we went to expo also with kak farah. kak farah is very open and is able to talk to mum and dad easily. haha. it was fun i must say. going to have a prawning session with raudhah soon. haha. told her about it and she was interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the slenge-est girl today lah. but hey! i did a wonderful job for my powerpoint slides with the tracker being able to move within one click. i was the happiest girl in class just now for achieving such a good results! mind you. i think im going crazy. i was raining heavily and i actually stayed out in the rain. drenched and all. but i felt nice. it gave me a feeling of satisfaction. seriously. i talked a lot today. almost to everyone. especially rufi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up kak idah after school. went to west mall to have our late lunch, early dinner. buy some baby stuff and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHtT6eAvp6I/AAAAAAAAApM/fiklbiqXPz4/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHtT6eAvp6I/AAAAAAAAApM/fiklbiqXPz4/s320/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222860456819926946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of him just before i woke up early in the morning just now. and i dreamt of something that fauziah ever mentioned before if you missed someone badly. so i guess, i did miss him a lot to have dreamt of him in such situation. i felt great that i could have met him even though it's just a dream. but that dream make me feel so much better and i'm more motivated to continue my day/week. endure furthermore. just a little while more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2484243351199633819?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2484243351199633819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2484243351199633819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2484243351199633819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2484243351199633819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-prawning-yesterday-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHtT6eAvp6I/AAAAAAAAApM/fiklbiqXPz4/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6362403698176424708</id><published>2008-07-13T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:31:12.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nazri became my new scandal at work. haha. went home with nazri and hazirah. work was rather dry. nothing much happened. not much people as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just wish baby a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY. dah 21 tahun org tu. haha. im missing you honey. i know people, i've been saying that i miss him a lot of time and i know u guys must be bored listening to it. well b, i've got plan for you when u return to singapore. i'm gonna make sure u get the best birthday present ever. and im gonna make sure it's the sweetest thing someone ever done for you. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazri became my scandal. after work, we went to coffee bean to meet up aisha. and nazri and hazirah also know aisha. haha. so we got ourself a large caramel and also a chocolate muffin. yummy. i practically feed nazri all the way lah. best kan nazri? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, just so you knu.ow, i've prepared several things to do for him already. something i think its very sweet. there is something wrong with me. i cant finish up my food nowadays. even if that's my favourite food. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine said that he looks like me when his hair was still long. with headbands and all. haha. baby is so sweet lah. good looking plus, the man whom i really love. lets keep it this way okae? ps/ i love yo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6362403698176424708?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6362403698176424708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6362403698176424708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6362403698176424708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6362403698176424708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/nazri-became-my-new-scandal-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1144039568295631512</id><published>2008-07-11T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:33:51.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a private number calling me last night and i didn't get to pick up cos i didn't realize and now i feel so bad. what if it's him? if it's him, can he call me again? I'm missing that sweet boy so much. baby, come home soon please. your love is missing you badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying my best to tell myself that I'm strong. and I do look strong but deep inside, I'm not. seriously. i can battle all i want with anyone i want. i showed a very aggressive face and attitude. but when i comes to love/miss, i suck at it and i cant be as s strong as i can always be. I'm even telling myself that i'm fine/okae, but people how knows me would know that i'm not. the way i talk has proven something. i speak differently and can u believe it, i cant even finish my favourite food. I'm keeping myself busy so that i would be able to not thing about him as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in he bus just now, this lady beside me was being very selfish she out her bag at the side and she made me squeeze myself. which i ended up not sitting. pathetic. i shook my head and gave a long face. Met up with jun hao as per normal and we noticed that we used to go to school with guo qiang and reuter but now, left the two of us. just 2. guo qiang is always go to school alone and reuter is busy with girlfriend and all. no time for us. this is how friendship would usually go right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i have my other friends to keep me company while he's away tho. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1144039568295631512?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1144039568295631512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1144039568295631512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1144039568295631512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1144039568295631512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-private-number-calling-me-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2179529677893538235</id><published>2008-07-10T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:09:11.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHVqNAectoI/AAAAAAAAApE/xAx4wlxa75o/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHVqNAectoI/AAAAAAAAApE/xAx4wlxa75o/s320/DSC00106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221196114704512642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the rainbow that made my morning a bright morning. even though it was raining. saw asri in the bus just now. poteknye anak! haha. padan muka kena maki tadi pasal lambat gi kerja. haha. okae i know im bad. sorry asri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of wanting to watch ps i love you was burned. i ended up sleeping. im tired i guess. im like super slack today for the meeting/training. haha. mampus! nevermind lah. i was rushing anyway. couldnt make up what to wear some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the rainbow, it gives me the shine to do what i want to do today. brightning. the rainbow reminds me of him. it's like the rainbow is him and the rain is like helping me to cry. at first, it rained and after that the rainbow shines making it better. put it in my situation, im crying and suddenly, he appeared. making everything so bright and better than ever. i even said this to myself when i saw the rainbow, "thanks b for shining today, i miss you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2179529677893538235?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2179529677893538235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2179529677893538235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2179529677893538235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2179529677893538235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-was-rainbow-that-made-my-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHVqNAectoI/AAAAAAAAApE/xAx4wlxa75o/s72-c/DSC00106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3840726756395863930</id><published>2008-07-09T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:17:35.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched p/s:i love you in class just now. the starting part of the movie reminds me of b. just by watching the first part of the movie, i couldnt take it that i had to leave class and take a long walk. asked rufi to accompany me. she's not the type that can persuade. but her company was more than enough for me. i admit, i cried. rufi hugged me which just make it worst. i havent finish watching. so before i sleep tonight, im gonna watch it all over again. and i shall say, im gonna cry the whole night tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the song, dilemma? whenever i miss someone, i would sing that song. hah! weird. but it's true. and also the song missing my baby tonight. actually, lots more other songs lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work today. tiring. furthermore, i need to wake up early so that i would be able to reach school early to download 6Ps for maths UT. after school, need to go toa payoh again for the training. havent rewrite the notes yet. maybe tomorrow during break or maybe otw to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my week is so packed that i feel like just taking a break. with work, trainings and classes at night. not only that, i still need to do RJs and quizzes at the end of the day everyday. tight schedule for this week and the weeks to come. i just hope that when he's back, im gonna be free so that i would be able to spend time with him. im dragging myself to school this week and next week. cos maybe, just maybe i might wanna skip class when he comes back. like what rufi say, anything for the ones you love. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be having training again tomorrow. hopefully it won't end too late. i want to have a good rest tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go to bed now. watching ps i love you. take care beautiful people. may all of you have a good night sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3840726756395863930?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3840726756395863930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3840726756395863930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3840726756395863930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3840726756395863930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/watched-psi-love-you-in-class-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5362212951796664733</id><published>2008-07-08T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:51:23.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems to be that we have a lot in common nowadays. what i meant is that what we are currently doing are similar in a way or another. we both are dealing with business. wah! seminar, seminar and seminar. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my horoscope today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today one of your relationships will reach a crossroads -- although you might not have an awareness of it until you have already gone one way while they've gone the other. Don't let this growing sense of emotional distance make you lose hope, though. Sometimes people have to go off in their own direction to find what they need. This could be a temporary separation, you know. Roads that diverge can come back around again. Your relationship is not going to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree with the above statement. we need to go our own way but that doesnt mean that the relationship would end. oh well, no matter what, im missing him badly right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of doing the usual stuff, we had debate. it was a great battle i must say. intense and all. wonderful. i always love it when it comes to debating. I got the power! haha. i would have a training to attend after school. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5362212951796664733?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5362212951796664733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5362212951796664733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5362212951796664733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5362212951796664733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-seems-to-be-that-we-have-lot-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-788340849381204471</id><published>2008-07-07T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:17:10.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHG-lamqdRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-Xe4GdmxK6g/s1600-h/1_959817596l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHG-lamqdRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-Xe4GdmxK6g/s320/1_959817596l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220162993105040658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't they all so sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHG-lBSQGSI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CRyPVn11CsA/s1600-h/1_570433644l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHG-lBSQGSI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CRyPVn11CsA/s320/1_570433644l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220162986308540706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friendship that i wish to cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;these 2 pictures looks great don't they? haha. not much picture were taken cos i had to leave early. but i had fun. That's what matters right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told rufi everything about the meet. it is actually nice to have someone who totally understand the feeling that i am going through. Thanks rufi for being so understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'm missing you already. i nearly cried yesterday when i was thinking that you are not here with me. It is the starting of something and we should be knowing more about each other. But what we are doing now is actually to leave each other. and i remembered you saying, "kalau kita sayang anak, tangan-tangan kan. kalau kita sayang isteri, kita tinggal-tinggalkan." maybe what you said is true. By leaving each other, we would be able to appreciate one another and not take every opportunity for granted. The time spend would be more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for couples that meet up almost everyday would sometimes end up with fights. I don't want that to happen. for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-788340849381204471?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/788340849381204471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=788340849381204471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/788340849381204471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/788340849381204471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/arent-they-all-so-sweet-friendship-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SHG-lamqdRI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-Xe4GdmxK6g/s72-c/1_959817596l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1638771644127904677</id><published>2008-07-06T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:05:22.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss my boo. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like having a baby right now. it have to be a nice feeling. can someone tell me what to do so that i don't have to think about him all the time? i need you my dear friends. occupy my weeks. this sunday is boo's birthday. and he's not here to celebrate it with me. anyway, happy 21th birthday in advance baby boo. i'll make sure that when he comes back, he'll get what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened yesterday is still playing on my mind. the scenes and all. the words that he uttered. the things that he did. still fresh in my mind. i need my boo back like now can? haha. impossible. i'm going off with him during my year end break. baby, let's go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1638771644127904677?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1638771644127904677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1638771644127904677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1638771644127904677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1638771644127904677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-my-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5282617057544853693</id><published>2008-07-05T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:30:29.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall say, today was fascinating. I had fun meeting my love ones, especially the one that is now in Surabaya. I'm so going to miss you mu honey bunch for the whole 2 weeks that you're gone. I'm really sorry for losing your snowcap honey. So careless of me to do so. It was a gift for me. I gave him the anklet that i was wearing and i tied it on his wrist. iT's like a way for us to remember each other. Sadly, the gift that he gave me is now missing. I felt so bad that i felt like crying just now. His reaction was cool. He laughed and told me this, " It's okae. I'll buy you another one next time okae? Now, don't cry okae?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i felt so bad just now. He was rather sweet though. He was supposed to be in Johor at 12 but at that time, he was still with me. There was a straight bus for himbut he decided to take the train with me so that he can spend more time with me. We took the train via woodlands cos he could alight at woodlands and take a straight bus homw. We had lots of time talking, hugging and kissing. Haha. He practically entertained all my nonsense talk and behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about his trips and i said, " Do you realize that when you say you're going off for 2 weeks, it always turned out to be 3 weeks?" He laughed and replied, " Yup. I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, he said it was nice to travel around. So i asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then now?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Because i already have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet can this guy be? I was holding on to his hand so tight that I didn't want to let him go when his wanted to alight. I'm sorry b. But i really didn't want you to go cos i know that i'm going to miss you badly. Now that we have met, it got harder. Be sure to hold on to my anklet yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i meet up the girls at Boon Lay interchange. Waited for people and then off we go to Far East to eat. We went to the restaurant that Zaffan was working and he gave us 10% off. Hehe. Oh yeah, did i mentioned that i met reuter in the train just now? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mui2 was also with us. We all wanted to carry her. Imagine 7 people carrying her one after another? She's super cute lah. When we reached the flea market, i went around for awhile and then off to aunt house for the occasion. Rather dry. Not much happened. Nothing interesting i must say. I was hungry but i didnt want to eat at aunt house. So when dad called bro to ask him to change the coupon, we went down. Bro realize that the coupon left one and we decided to go take his wallet at his friend house and i went to but happy meal. When i was happily eating in the car, dad called to say that we are going off. So me and bro went to fetch mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, i'm missing that sweet boy already. Come home soon honey. here are the pictures taken with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the annoying face that i kept on giving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0Qvp_1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/kWO3fB17My4/s1600-h/annoying.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0Qvp_1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/kWO3fB17My4/s320/annoying.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219534327505354578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww, he smiled when i kissed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0Ty7uUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/flKePbaOShw/s1600-h/kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0Ty7uUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/flKePbaOShw/s320/kiss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219534328324405570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're got the same smile right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0tCpKXI/AAAAAAAAAok/Am9ScJnXi6A/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0tCpKXI/AAAAAAAAAok/Am9ScJnXi6A/s320/love.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219534335101184370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first picture taken and yet the best picture ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0pHh82I/AAAAAAAAAos/4gX0onTZOeo/s1600-h/us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0pHh82I/AAAAAAAAAos/4gX0onTZOeo/s320/us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219534334047941474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&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/28432944-5282617057544853693?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5282617057544853693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5282617057544853693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5282617057544853693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5282617057544853693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-shall-say-today-was-fascinating.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SG-C0Qvp_1I/AAAAAAAAAoU/kWO3fB17My4/s72-c/annoying.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5910799403779240746</id><published>2008-07-04T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:36:54.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do i really look like one secondary school kid? haha. guess what, I'm thinking of dying my hair black again. fickle minded. i'm meeting him real early tomorrow. and the best thing is, it's confirm! haha. time and place. messaging him is always a pleasure and talking to him always makes me laugh and smile at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited like seriously. cos it's like finally i get to meet him. but the thing is, that boy is botak! pity him. gonna tease him tomorrow real bad. *scream* told him im gonna wear brown tomorrow. hmmm. after meeting him, he would be off to surabaya already. fast right? while as for me, it's either meet the girls for a while before heading to kakak's house or straight to kakak's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been sometime that i met up with the girls. miss them. and i don't think im going for the bbq at night hed by the SCS staff. wow! it seems like this is the first time that my saturday is exciting. cos usually saturday would be the day that i spent my time with toys and fulfilling the customers wants. Finally, a break from it. it feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made up my mind. im joining that venture. gonna asked mum for the money and then pay back after getting the return. it's worth it i think. seriously. even abg said so. so i guess it would be it lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5910799403779240746?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5910799403779240746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5910799403779240746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5910799403779240746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5910799403779240746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-i-really-look-like-one-secondary.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1547180220848061357</id><published>2008-07-03T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:49:57.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, can someone tell me what's lengang perut is? sis is having the lengang perut session this saturday. so im not sure if im able to meet people that im suppose to meet. how arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hoping that izzy would call me by tonight to confirm the thing. i'm missing him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, for now. i wanna do my RJ and then sleep. im tired lah sey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1547180220848061357?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1547180220848061357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1547180220848061357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1547180220848061357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1547180220848061357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-can-someone-tell-me-whats-lengang.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5306312400751405107</id><published>2008-07-02T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:42:32.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not fooling around with you. you are the one that wants more than i could give. the thing is, i cant be with you because there's someone in my heart and in my mind. and that someone special has already confessed his love for me. in another words, we are just waiting for time to be together. which is not now. we need more time to know each other and see ourselves in the future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. i really am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you honey, i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5306312400751405107?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5306312400751405107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5306312400751405107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5306312400751405107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5306312400751405107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-fooling-around-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5526231868897927603</id><published>2008-07-01T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:55:12.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as you can see i changed my blogskin again. im bored lah in class therefore i tend mess around with my codes. it's getting easier and easier to change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SGmkRwVSJTI/AAAAAAAAAns/hyv_e0biQb0/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SGmkRwVSJTI/AAAAAAAAAns/hyv_e0biQb0/s320/DSC00099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217882268224333106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kiddo picture here? wanna know why is it here? well, it is because this kid was playing with me in the train yesterday. looking at him makes me think what my child would be like? i myself is already notorious, would my child be like me? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even thinking of the bad points.  not madly in love just yet. maybe a little. but as far as someone made me smile yesterday night when he said he love me like he love himself. i know this may sound mushy and stuff. and some may even think it's actually sweet talking. for now, imim conscious and i know what's going on. this is because imim concern it doesnt impact on me just yet. thanks for making my day yesterday. u made me smile the whole night. thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with kiki yesterday. we bought sleeveless and sandals. i want more shopping to be done! like seriously!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5526231868897927603?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5526231868897927603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5526231868897927603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5526231868897927603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5526231868897927603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-you-can-see-i-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SGmkRwVSJTI/AAAAAAAAAns/hyv_e0biQb0/s72-c/DSC00099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-176290763604351075</id><published>2008-06-30T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:52:23.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't you see that my love for you is pure? it is all base on love and nothing else. not your money not even ur past. i love you for the way you are and that is all. can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/secondhand+serenade/track/fall+for+you" title="'Secondhand Serenade - Fall For You' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Secondhand Serenade - Fall For You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-176290763604351075?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/176290763604351075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=176290763604351075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/176290763604351075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/176290763604351075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/cant-you-see-that-my-love-for-you-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8937163011190958445</id><published>2008-06-26T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:33:52.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im missing my baby tonight. awww. iletseally wish someone could sing this song to me. haha. i would feel touched. can you accompany me on friday night? be with me for the whole night. to hug me and kiss me. just let me fall in your arms. lets feel the night sea breeze together. enjoy the night and make it all ours. let us both fall into the whole new world of our own paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/mest/track/missing+my+baby+tonight" title="'Mest - Missing My Baby Tonight' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Mest - Missing My Baby Tonight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8937163011190958445?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8937163011190958445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8937163011190958445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8937163011190958445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8937163011190958445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-missing-my-baby-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-9167350375103102186</id><published>2008-06-25T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:59:02.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SGJL67SNJWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nb-g0gBR2iA/s1600-h/genie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SGJL67SNJWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nb-g0gBR2iA/s320/genie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215814794167002466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he was my genie. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i couldn't stop smiling until now. oh my. how i miss my boy so much. but sadly, he's off again to Jakarta tomorrow but! he will be back on Friday night. he called me when i was in the bus going home just now. i knew it sounds familiar but i was afraid that I'm wrong. but my guess was right. oh boy. how i wish u know how much i miss you and how much i want to meet you to hug you. told him that he was like chipsmore. inside jokes. haha. ohh...I'm still smiling now. and i know he's gonna call me again tonight. and tonight I'm all yours honey! hahaha. all my worries disappeared just as he called me just now. hopefully he can make it for my yellow ribbon project event this Sunday. im so gonna force him to meet me this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-9167350375103102186?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/9167350375103102186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=9167350375103102186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9167350375103102186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9167350375103102186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/he-was-my-genie.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SGJL67SNJWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/nb-g0gBR2iA/s72-c/genie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7422360295423931970</id><published>2008-06-24T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:36:04.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously had fun today. did threading with rufi. i hurts like hell siak! haha. ohh! i dunno what else to blog. next time perhaps? schedule pack lah sey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7422360295423931970?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7422360295423931970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7422360295423931970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7422360295423931970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7422360295423931970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-seriously-had-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2494635971987023471</id><published>2008-06-21T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:48:46.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember my craziest supervisor way back in 2006? Andrew? he came to visit us and i was eventually having my dinner. he called me up and i thought it was terry. haha. oh ohhh. i miss that supervisor a lot. and he kissed me just now! ain't that sweet. he's usually the one that would hug me and pinch me. and he did pinch me again! awwww... miss the old time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2494635971987023471?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2494635971987023471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2494635971987023471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2494635971987023471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2494635971987023471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/remember-my-craziest-supervisor-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5536789123283466091</id><published>2008-06-19T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:01:31.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>inhuman. i really feel that what i've seen is an inhuman act. a bunch of beast hitting a girl/women. i don't know how old the person was but i guess it's a girl. She was beat up to death. Brick was slammed on her head and it made her died. Can you guys believe it? I have to say this.  no offence but that is how i feel upon watching the video.how can you beat her up until she died? where is the justice here? for whatever the reason is, beating up a person to death is so not acceptable. It is an inhuman act seriously. I felt like crying when i watch that video. Something have to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5536789123283466091?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5536789123283466091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5536789123283466091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5536789123283466091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5536789123283466091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/inhuman.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5611277443174213998</id><published>2008-06-19T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:37:44.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if your happy and u know, you clap your hand.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and u know, you clap your hand.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and u know it and you really want to show it,&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and u know, you clap your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you stamp you feet.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you stamp you feet.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and u know it and you really want to show it,&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you stamp you feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you knock your head.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you knock your head.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and u know it and you really want to show it,&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you knock your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you do all 3.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you do all 3.&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and u know it and you really want to show it,&lt;br /&gt;if your happy and you know, you do all 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe it if i say that's the song me and james sing when we got bored waiting for the other group to finish discussing the question that was thrown to them. Haha. crap sia nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my sickness, i made several mistakes and i asked lame question when the answer was super obvious. Nana, Nana. I really need to take a break from all the nonsense i've raise up. It's like i try to link every word to a song. like this faci is asking, "why" and i started singing, "because of you.." haha. okae nana. i think it's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having super bad flu right now. someone, hug me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5611277443174213998?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5611277443174213998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5611277443174213998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5611277443174213998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5611277443174213998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-your-happy-and-u-know-you-clap-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7955998003936320172</id><published>2008-06-17T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:54:13.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFfcXqJYP3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/X4JVtIf3zEQ/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFfcXqJYP3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/X4JVtIf3zEQ/s320/flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877392713367410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like im at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFfcYYMzumI/AAAAAAAAAnc/P3QY_4z-22g/s1600-h/boho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFfcYYMzumI/AAAAAAAAAnc/P3QY_4z-22g/s320/boho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877405075782242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this minah obviously got nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yeah. this minah really got nothing better to do in class. all she do is to take photo. seriously, i think my team did a great job in solving our problem statement.congrates guys. and to lila, im so sorry for forgetting you. hehe. like i say, my brain not working. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just now after school headed down to jurong point and chill out. did my RJ at work while waiting for shop to close. help out a little and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im sick. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7955998003936320172?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7955998003936320172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7955998003936320172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7955998003936320172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7955998003936320172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-looks-like-im-at-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFfcXqJYP3I/AAAAAAAAAnU/X4JVtIf3zEQ/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-9063764934087833935</id><published>2008-06-16T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:37:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrq7d9feI/AAAAAAAAAnE/P3bN-IYg9u0/s1600-h/edited1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrq7d9feI/AAAAAAAAAnE/P3bN-IYg9u0/s320/edited1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212472003989962210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why. but i really like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrrGm2J8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/fMApFIp2--c/s1600-h/edit0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrrGm2J8I/AAAAAAAAAnM/fMApFIp2--c/s320/edit0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212472006980020162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken in class just now. the "action" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZq5oQaqWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LsjbTbO9UV8/s1600-h/2..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZq5oQaqWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LsjbTbO9UV8/s320/2..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212471157019289954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's maria and im mariana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZq5hX1cGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/LsVHTd3GSew/s1600-h/3..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZq5hX1cGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/LsVHTd3GSew/s320/3..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212471155171356770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how we bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZq_fa33KI/AAAAAAAAAmo/gTJ0fHeiPEM/s1600-h/4..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZq_fa33KI/AAAAAAAAAmo/gTJ0fHeiPEM/s320/4..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212471257726442658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with miss jac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrBWaRgwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2-2Q9JFbF0c/s1600-h/edit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrBWaRgwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/2-2Q9JFbF0c/s320/edit3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212471289667748610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggle all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrBq_6VGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yoczlQovNok/s1600-h/6..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrBq_6VGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yoczlQovNok/s320/6..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212471295194322018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we thought it was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haha.i still havent received all the photos yet but soon i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school was okae. tired. sleepy. urg! i wanna go eat then bath lah. bye2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-9063764934087833935?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/9063764934087833935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=9063764934087833935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9063764934087833935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9063764934087833935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dunno-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SFZrq7d9feI/AAAAAAAAAnE/P3bN-IYg9u0/s72-c/edited1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6315547205558304481</id><published>2008-06-15T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:47:03.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ibu dah give birth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6315547205558304481?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6315547205558304481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6315547205558304481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6315547205558304481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6315547205558304481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/ibu-dah-give-birth.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5226459372085824776</id><published>2008-06-15T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:52:08.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what's happening with people around me. seriously. it's like as if i do not know them even though I've known them for years. i feel so weird facing the world. can someone actually tell me what's going on? I'm confuse about people's attitude. one moment they hate this person so badly that he/she doesn't want anyone of his/her friends to be near this person. And another moment, he/she loves him back that no one could say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. i guess I'll just stay here and pretend that the world is beautiful and perfect without a single scratch on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually just got back from work. i must say, it was fun just now. no0t many people plus i get to like go around the store and chat with friends. power ranger came for the meet and greet session. there was a traffic jam at toysrus when the power ranger appeared. Haha. i nearly cant walk. it was great overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my best to set aside my sadness by trying to be happy and act like as if nothing has happened. but the fact is, something is wrong in my life. Honestly, i need Izzy to be by my side currently so that he would tell me the honest truth like he usually do. He will tell me stuff like, it's normal in life as that's how life works. life is ugly after all. even though truth hurts but if we were to realize it now, we would be able to move on faster and also we would be able to get the hack of it and not be thinking of what's going on in life. Izzy, i really need you right now. I know that it is so not possible to be able to meet you or even talk to you but i really wish you were here now and tell me the possibilities. i miss you Izzy. I really do. come back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5226459372085824776?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5226459372085824776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5226459372085824776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5226459372085824776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5226459372085824776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-know-whats-happening-with-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8856785656712332111</id><published>2008-06-13T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:19:25.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fould this at her blog. i guess that was her reply to what i just blog earlier. i seriously want her to understand how i feel about things. I guess she made someone admitted to the hospital and i really hope that he is fine now. im sorry to have trouble you my friend. If i know something like this would happened, i wouldnt have asked you to go and search for her. im seriously sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said,"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: arial;"&gt;dear gf, i'm sory for being rude to u dat nyt. i know u did what u did bcos u have no choice. and u did the ryt thng. i was wrong. i dont wana lose u. or hym. but tis is the best. i dont wana continue hurting more people. because of my stuborness, one person ended up in the hospital. because of my foolishness, one person was hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i went out with BFF just now. he treated me to watch the happening. which i think its pretty lame and all. but its nice. i actually cover my face with the popcorn box while BFF was eating. Haha. We ate at pizza hut before movie started. i ordered chicken royale baked pasta while he ordered i dun remember. haha. but he ordered two meals. haha. for add-ons, we add sweet and spicy chicken and also garlic bread. seriously, going out with BFF is so much fun. And my leg hurts like hell due to the sprain that i got during the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all i guess. I didnt meet ejoy cos he slept and i seriously want the best of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8856785656712332111?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8856785656712332111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8856785656712332111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8856785656712332111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8856785656712332111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-fould-this-at-her-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3046315537537153199</id><published>2008-06-13T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:52:26.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first of all, i would like to say this. To whoever is concern here, i do not wish to interfere of any of your problems anymore. It's not that i don't want to help but seriously, i had enough of all this things. The fact that i need to look out for you every time you went missing cos your dad will call me and ask me about you. I seriously have nothing to say to him. i tried saving your ass a couple of times but you continue doing the same thing. you are big enough to stand on your own feet and think for yourself. if you think your decision is right then it go for it. if you think its wrong, then don't do it. and if something that is wrong but you think it's right, learn from your mistake and move on. Doesn't mean that someone don't like you means it's the end of the whole. try to put yourself together and move on. Remember about me and Khalid? how i put myself together and move on? try to learn from other people's experience too. i hope you would think about what i say and please, i want the best from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second of all, instead of going for the 3 days 2 nights camp, i went for 2 days 1 night. i got sick after the second day and i decided to go home instead. even though it's a 2 days 1 night thingy i had so much fun lah. seriously. the pictures would be uploaded once i got to the pictures from jay! okae now, i need to bath and meet up ejoy. plus i might consider BFF's treat. watching movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3046315537537153199?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3046315537537153199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3046315537537153199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3046315537537153199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3046315537537153199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4169330516679408576</id><published>2008-06-10T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T14:35:45.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d81LqFEI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nNE8GOZgqZ0/s1600-h/Picture0002+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d81LqFEI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nNE8GOZgqZ0/s320/Picture0002+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134749819573314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my used to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;groupmates&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d9d3eFOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/yNoEqaPaPAo/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d9d3eFOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/yNoEqaPaPAo/s320/Picture0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134760740754658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my crazy fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d9WjX7BI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KsC3NcTsWok/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080512_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d9WjX7BI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KsC3NcTsWok/s320/Snapshot_20080512_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210134758777416722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my girls. Like freaking a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i seriously miss my classmates a lot. miss the laughter and joy that we had in class. like how we would tell jokes and make irritating sound just to annoy each other. Like how we would have conversation in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; like almost the whole class and just crap. doodle on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; and stuff. I really miss the whole situation in class. Going for break together as a class. persuading those who refuse to go for breakfast. it is something to be miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;okae&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;izzy&lt;/span&gt; as well. it's been a few days i did not talk to him. Wonder what's going on with him. Whatever it is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; pray the best for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my secondary school friends just as well. I miss disturbing teachers in class. Skipping class ad sneaking out of class. P.E. lesson the most that i miss. I miss miss Irene Lee and some other teachers too. Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Normalah&lt;/span&gt;, the one that has always give me the inspiration to succeed. Feels like going back to school and check on them on of these days. But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think it's possible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I'll just have to wait till teachers day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. That's when everyone would gather and meet each other. Hugs and kiss. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is just that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; LOVING LIFE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. yes. i love my current life right now and i just want it like this. Its perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any specific someone to love. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BUt&lt;/span&gt; i love my friends and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all that matters right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sneaking food, listening to MP3/radio in class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ADORABLE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4169330516679408576?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4169330516679408576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4169330516679408576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4169330516679408576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4169330516679408576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-used-to-be-groupmates.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SE4d81LqFEI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nNE8GOZgqZ0/s72-c/Picture0002+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8404411633117522547</id><published>2008-06-09T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:43:05.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>excited to go. all i need to do now is just to pack my stuff for the 3 days 2 nights clothing. so now what? im working today and im working tomorrow. Tomorrow 4 to close and then wednesday, thursday and friday im off to the SUI! Camp. I can't wait actually. somehow, imDont forget the towel and toiletries. Hehe. The off shoulder dress is here! i got it already. im super duper happy lah sey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, work was fine. As always. Thanks to taufiq for sending me home today. and tomorrow. Haha. whatever lah ehk. Okae. time to pack some stuff dudes and babes. Take care love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8404411633117522547?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8404411633117522547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8404411633117522547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8404411633117522547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8404411633117522547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/excited-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-544447105849464802</id><published>2008-06-08T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:40:30.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got two babies in the box at work. The two irritating babies that call out "mama" non-stop. Irritating yet cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im being called theodore. the chipmunks. haha. They say i look and sound like one. adorable right? haha. well, i dont care. theodore's cute!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SEua6xFho8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6HBTAiy3BGM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SEua6xFho8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6HBTAiy3BGM/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209427728383714242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-544447105849464802?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/544447105849464802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=544447105849464802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/544447105849464802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/544447105849464802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-two-babies-in-box-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SEua6xFho8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6HBTAiy3BGM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5782082105118791166</id><published>2008-06-06T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:04:38.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been fun talking, giggling and laughing at all the things that we talk about. i feel so good but yesterday, i cried due to some reason. i'm sorry to have cried but i really am not ready if let say u were to leave me to live on my own forever. But seriously. i cant bare to see u go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5782082105118791166?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5782082105118791166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5782082105118791166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5782082105118791166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5782082105118791166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-fun-talking-giggling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1870585517787118370</id><published>2008-06-03T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:46:47.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>izzy's been trying to call me for the past 3 days and was only successful on day three. Haha. I'm not sure why he can't get through. He wanted to inform me that he's visit to Jakarta was brought forward to today. And yeah, he's already gone. talk to him for almost two hours and i had a good laugh yesterday. We were talking about babies and how excited i was about babies. Like how i want to get married and at least have a baby before i die. Haha. It was all crap conversation but it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of asking him to accompany me to bugis but since he's already gone and would only be back by either this thusday or friday, i shall go bugis with mum. My shopping kaki. For now, i need to get my tummy filled and then bath. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1870585517787118370?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1870585517787118370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1870585517787118370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1870585517787118370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1870585517787118370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/izzys-been-trying-to-call-me-for-past-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5992680698423678406</id><published>2008-06-01T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:53:27.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting fatter. I guess  borrow my eyebrow to help one of her I've been getting lots of comment saying that I'm getting chubbier. I must admit, i do feel that I'mI'm happy that why I'm getting fatter. Haha. I also received comments such as, "she is still young but she got the body of an adult." If you know what they mean. Kak Zila want colleague. I might just do the favour. I can get a free eye brow trimming. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working full shift tomorrow. Damn it. But no worries, tuesday would be a shopping day for me! Marvellous! I hope to meet Izzy before he left for Jakarta. And hopefully this thursday. Since that's the only day that i'm working morning shift before he is gone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fever have not go yet. My body temperature is high and i feel so sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5992680698423678406?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5992680698423678406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5992680698423678406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5992680698423678406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5992680698423678406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-fatter.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8808946746398036684</id><published>2008-05-30T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:47:06.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she scream, "izzy's back!" Yea, the first thing that he said in msn was, "i dah ampai singapore." and the next thing that he did was actually to call me. Talk to him for half an hour and it was great. I miss him lots. He knew i was rather sick and this is what he said, "besok mesti baik nye" (translate:tomorrow you would be fine.) i asked him, "why?" and his answer was, "cos i called you."&lt;br /&gt;Haha! does he think he's a doctor? nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okae, i was told that i'm making assumption which are wrong and i would like to apologise for making such an assumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun talking to him last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8808946746398036684?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8808946746398036684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8808946746398036684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8808946746398036684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8808946746398036684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/she-scream-izzys-back-yea-first-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5240526148105782564</id><published>2008-05-30T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:37:34.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, to whoever that this may concern. it's not that i'm rejecting you or trying not to open my heart to you. It's just that i'm seriously not ready for a realtionship. i'm not capable of being a good girlfriend just yet. Give me sometimes to thing through about all this. you're nice and i appreciate it. Thank you. it comes from the bottom of my heart. there's other things that i need to acomplish first before i would even think of getting myself a boyfriend. Give me two more years perhaps. I need sometime to be on my own to find out my true self. we are able to plan but what we planned might not go they way we want it to. I would rather let the nature takes its course. I want it to lead my way and acknowledge me about certain things in life which i should appreciate and the certain things that i should care less. I'm sorry if i've hurt you by this entry. But i need to tell you the truth. Im seriously not ready for a relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5240526148105782564?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5240526148105782564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5240526148105782564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5240526148105782564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5240526148105782564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-to-whoever-that-this-may-concern.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5722669272544368106</id><published>2008-05-30T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:30:26.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            *22-24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2) How many children do you want?&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* 1 boy + 1 gurl = 2 kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3) What I want the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           * maggi mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4) What are your future plans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           * to be with somebody at the end of 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5) If you can have 1 more dream to come true, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * Seriously, i would like to be with somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6) What are you afraid to lose now?&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* family, friends and sombody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7) Do you believe in being love forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8) From the first letter of your name, what would the letter best describe you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            *M =  Malicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9) How strong(in your heart) can you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * As long as it doesnt involves the one i love, i would be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10) What are the requirements that you wish from other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * Come to me at the end of 2010. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11) Which type of person you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * annoying bastards and bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12) Do you cherish every single of your friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * Yes Yes! I would break up with a guy just to save my friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13) Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14) What do you think is most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            * Family, Friends and somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15) Do you find it necessary for you to have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;        * Yes. BUT it's not the right time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What do you want your friend to be like?&lt;br /&gt;        * simply accepts me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What kind of friend do you hope to be in your friends' eyes?&lt;br /&gt;        * Someone that understand him/her and would always be there when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) If you have a change, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;        * none. I love the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) If you're feeling low one day, who will you go to?&lt;br /&gt;        * Nina and Raudhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What are you hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;          * The return of izzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Instructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:Remove one question from above, and add in your personal question to make it a total of 20 questions. Then tag 8 people in your links them out at the end of the post. Notify them through their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag w&lt;/span&gt;ill have blessings from all.&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/28432944-5722669272544368106?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5722669272544368106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5722669272544368106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5722669272544368106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5722669272544368106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-at-what-age-do-you-wish-to-marry-22.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8512362188568193641</id><published>2008-05-29T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:23:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SD4fpoHwcFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/0QSD0E9i1Y4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SD4fpoHwcFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/0QSD0E9i1Y4/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205633019291922514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is izzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;as you know, i've mention a lot about this one particular dude. Yes. He's the one that wants me to go KL with him for 4 days and he's also the one that will flight here and there often. He's coming back tomorrow! I'm so excited like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in class right now. Pretty much bored and i wish i'm some where around sentosa. I miss that place ans some what, i'h having the urge to actually go there and just chill out. Can somebody go sentosa with nobody? haha. If you people get what i mean lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8512362188568193641?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8512362188568193641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8512362188568193641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8512362188568193641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8512362188568193641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-izzy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SD4fpoHwcFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/0QSD0E9i1Y4/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3231950224104582616</id><published>2008-05-28T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:30:22.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in class and we're learning about interest. I'm totally clueless of this topic today. I already late for school due to the dental thingy and i still have to go for the x-ray thingy next montgh. Shit! Izzy wants to bring me to KL during the december holidays! for 4 days! and it's free! haha. But the one problem is we are only given 1 room. Which means, we have to sleep together. Urmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope mum and dad would allow me to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3231950224104582616?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3231950224104582616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3231950224104582616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3231950224104582616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3231950224104582616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-in-class-and-were-learning-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1912873836692381061</id><published>2008-05-27T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:20:13.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well. i thought it was the end of me crying. But the fact is, i still cry every time i think about the e-mail. When i was telling Raudhah yesterday night. i wept again. It really hurt me to think about it. How could someone be left in such a manner. well, let's not question about it. What matters now is that I'm happy that something is about to spark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with him almost the whole day. I was rather please to have chat with him. He made my bad day turn to something that cheered me up with just a simply phrase which is, "I'm not surprise if 1 day I'll be with you." He knows my deepest secret and he accept it without hesitation. I appreciate it so much. This proof that he will be able to accept all my flaws. I'm waiting for time right now. We're going to let nature takes its course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1912873836692381061?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1912873836692381061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1912873836692381061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1912873836692381061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1912873836692381061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7997153970999586079</id><published>2008-05-26T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:32:54.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Tonight would be the last night that I’m going to cry about the life story of this one particular guy. Whatever happens happens. I’m going to let nature takes its course. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I was not able to concentrate while doing my presentation. I stammer and I said something that it’s not what it is stated in the slides. I guess I’m not well today. Hopefully, it doesn’t affect my grades for today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I bumped into Aisha just now. I was rather happy that I met her up. Ate at long john silver and had a good laugh which somehow cheered me up. Thanks Aisha. Thanks Zul. You guys are simply the best when it comes to making jokes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I guess, I’m going to start on my RJ now. Till then.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/28432944-7997153970999586079?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7997153970999586079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7997153970999586079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7997153970999586079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7997153970999586079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/tonight-would-be-last-night-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3007053096416868152</id><published>2008-05-25T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:12:06.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I went to watch Made of Honor just now at Bugis. It was a nice movie to watch and I have no regrets watching it. Ha-ha. Thanks to erry for the treat just now. When I went to the toilet, I saw two young girls. They looked at me as if they are much older than I am. The best thing is, they dared to stare at me and gave me the one of a kind look. Even though I’m small, I’m still older than they are. Can’t they at least show some respect to someone that is older than them? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I miss Mr. Suave a lot. When will you be back?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/28432944-3007053096416868152?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3007053096416868152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3007053096416868152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3007053096416868152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3007053096416868152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-went-to-watch-made-of-honor-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-9149438707550782865</id><published>2008-05-23T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:11:46.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>izzy did call before he left Singapore. I admit, i cried for a while when i was talking to him. i dont feel good about it. Im so going to miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i dont know what to blog about today. Chatted with Ismail after school. and now, need to do RJ. Then call erry after that, sleep. Haha. Working tomorrow! damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-9149438707550782865?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/9149438707550782865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=9149438707550782865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9149438707550782865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9149438707550782865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/izzy-did-call-before-he-left-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7355188570013065741</id><published>2008-05-23T09:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:05:44.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being the only girl is not really bad afterall. i was the only girl working yesterday. Awesome? Okae lah. Not bad. Izzy's going to KL today at 5pm. Take care ya izzy. Im in class right now. Hungry and i feel like eating prata that Mail suggested yesterday. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okae. today, i don know what to do after school. Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7355188570013065741?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7355188570013065741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7355188570013065741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7355188570013065741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7355188570013065741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/being-only-girl-is-not-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8351647151854246094</id><published>2008-05-21T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:38:52.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must say, my boys doesn't know how to eat an ice cream from a cone. haha. pritpal treated me and james to ice cream. And we bought the cone. While i was enjoying my ice cream without a single drip, they had to rush in order to not make the ice crem drip even more. My boys are adorable. Haha. don't get me wrong. My boys refers to my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating quite often nowadays. I'm just plain lazy to update. Furthermore, im tired. i have this two friends whom im contacting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's name them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Izzy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Erry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Wondering why there's a lot of "-ry"? It's because i got nothing better to do with rufi that we add "-ry" to everyone's name. And i'm Mary. haha. meeting erry this sunday for a movie and i'm meeting Izzy next wednesdat to discuss something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually at jurong point right now. Im bored that's why. Okae, i'll update more tmw perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8351647151854246094?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8351647151854246094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8351647151854246094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8351647151854246094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8351647151854246094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-must-say-my-boys-doesnt-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4618529341643416051</id><published>2008-05-18T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:38:22.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to go to the beach. anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4618529341643416051?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4618529341643416051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4618529341643416051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4618529341643416051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4618529341643416051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-to-go-to-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8557194448627125835</id><published>2008-05-17T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:29:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the previous post was dated on friday. and i didnt realise that it wasnt posted. i was working today and finally i get to know yanti. and i'm glad that i get to know her. haha. had lots of fun laughing. lot's of inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisha applied for toysrus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8557194448627125835?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8557194448627125835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8557194448627125835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8557194448627125835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8557194448627125835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/previous-post-was-dated-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6151960632719593840</id><published>2008-05-16T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:51:14.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i skipped capoeira lesson for two times already. im tired. no mood to go and i'm just plain lazy. that's why i havent been posting my blog. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae. like seriously. i dunno what to blog. accept my apologies. thank you. perhaps a short clip will help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-92add49123bca078" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6151960632719593840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6151960632719593840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6151960632719593840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6151960632719593840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-skipped-capoeira-lesson-for-two-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-784419549808165646</id><published>2008-05-14T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T11:09:24.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want an ah sia kia boyfriend. can? Haha. Yesterday staff meeting was fun. Sharil from paragon is super cute laa.. the first time i saw him was went me, elaine and faizul was trying to thumb in and he was also having problem thumbing in. So, we just smiled. during the 5 minutes break, me and  elaine went to the nursery room to get our bottle filled. Saw him and we smiled at each other again. After that, he asked for my name and which outlet i was in. overall, he is cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, im bored to death right now. jellybean time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-784419549808165646?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/784419549808165646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=784419549808165646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/784419549808165646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/784419549808165646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-ah-sia-kia-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3096783676480090612</id><published>2008-05-13T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:15:30.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCkja5zSnCI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MNSfWZAcYWM/s1600-h/twin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCki3ZzSm9I/AAAAAAAAAkY/Zd2ty_dkxrQ/s320/DSC00473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199725579990113234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun yesterday. skipped class again. such a bad person i am right? Whatever it is, it was worth the skip. i went to watch movie with my gf. my twin. watched ayat ayat cinta. the movie is great and i totally love it to the core. i dont mind watching it again and again. anyone wanna ask me? haha. there's a whole lot of fantastic movies coming up. and i can't wait. how bout this, all the money obtain from this month end pay would be reserve for movies? haha. wouldn't happen. trust me. Haha. i want to buy more clothes. im addicted to blouse, shorts and thailand's pant. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but fret not, im sure to safe my money to watch movies that are coming out soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayat ayat cinta was awesome. cried throughout the whole movie. Me and nina just couldn't help ourselves. Im like sitting right in the middle of the back row and i went to the toilet ever so often. that's why i need to revisit the cinema to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the first science lesson that im active in. haha. changed of group. more motivated. awesome! gonna catch up with the science grades. and today, there's a staff meeting at suntec city. need to msg elaine soon to confirm where to meet her. My awesome bimbo girlfriend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3096783676480090612?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3096783676480090612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3096783676480090612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3096783676480090612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3096783676480090612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-had-fun-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCkja5zSnCI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MNSfWZAcYWM/s72-c/twin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5166009766812834231</id><published>2008-05-11T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:45:27.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCbyKpzSm4I/AAAAAAAAAjw/iqeHKqQH11o/s1600-h/Picture0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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The starting part of the talk was hot as some pictures were shown but towards the ending, it was rather dry as nothing much happened. Yeah. Overall, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from the talk, called Erry. Talk to him for a while and we decide to catch congkak together one day. His friends wanna tagged along but im not sure if he's bringing his friends along.&lt;br /&gt;Gag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i dont think anyone paid attention to the lesson. In my grp, lila is surfing the net, zaffan is watch a video, glend and james listening to music i think. while me, im blogging, taking funny photos using the webcam and blogging at the same time. Seriously, it's a bore and i think today we gonna be dismiss late. Damn! Im meeting raudhah after school today at woodlands MRT. Gag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sze yeng just called to inform me that next tuesday there will be a staff meeting held at Suntec Toysrus and im suppose to attend it. Fucker. From 6 to 9. Damn it. Arg!! But nevermind, i got Elaine with me. So i wont be such a bore. With me and her together, we can make anything happen! That's the power of friendship. Haha.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ILOVE  MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIMBO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; GIRLFRIEND!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, im meeting my girlfriend and we are going for a dinner together. A long good chat would help us to tell each other about what's going on recently in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to declare that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I, MARIANA BINTE ARSHAD LOVE MY FRIENDS, BITCHES, BASTARDS, JUNIORS AND SENIORS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Vladimir Script&amp;quot;; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;Mariana Binte Arshad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1725152744182963295?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1725152744182963295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1725152744182963295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1725152744182963295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1725152744182963295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/during-second-break-out-almost-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2760599800180745958</id><published>2008-05-07T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:25:08.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had Adventure Learning Programme. Starts at 5 plus and we were the last class to go home. Haha. We end at about 8.30pm. But I must say, I had fun while doing the programme nextme just now. Simply fantastic. And I'm looking forward to the next Adventure Learning Activities. I was the first girl to walk it out. I must say this, I did pretty well! Congrates Mariana. We were told that there's actually a 3 days 2 night camp and I'm sure going to go for it! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone had fun and everyone was hungry! Haha. I'm too lazy to update now. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2760599800180745958?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2760599800180745958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2760599800180745958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2760599800180745958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2760599800180745958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-had-adventure-learning-programme.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3039465238565787877</id><published>2008-05-07T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:29:47.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two lover-birds was standing at the lamp post. I was in the train. Chinese Garden station. I was looking out of the window and saw the birds. To some of us, their behaviour is none of our concern. But what if you try to think and give a scenario for the birds. I believe the one on the left is a female while the one on the right is the male. The male was hopping nearer to the female while the female was avoiding and hopped further away from the male. The female got frustrated and flew. And the male followed. Isnt that sweet? Perhaps, they quarrel and the male did what he did to persuade the female. But the female just ignore. If u see, isn't that what humans do? See couple quarrelling and the male will try hard to win the girl back but the girl would just ignore and walk off. Another scenario would be. The male wanted to get to know the female but the female do not want to therefore she moved further away from the male. The male not giving up, tried to approached her again. Frustrated, the female flew off. Male, still not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common question that I get from friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Why are you still single?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"What type of guy do you want?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My answer for the first one is always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I'm not ready to have a relationship and I've not met the right guy yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The answer would lead to the second question and my answer would be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"It's easy. Try to capture my heart, steal it and hold it tight."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yes. I admit I do have the temptation to have a boyfriend. Reasons would be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone to care for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone to be there when I'm at my very worst.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone who could tell me that everything's gonna be okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone to give me a hug and kiss me at my forehead every time I sees them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone who would nag at me for doing something wrong cos I know they care.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need someone who is able to lead me to a better person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm not sure why I'm actually blooging about this. Random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3039465238565787877?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3039465238565787877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3039465238565787877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3039465238565787877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3039465238565787877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-lover-birds-was-standing-at-lamp.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-9103231741096430476</id><published>2008-05-06T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:01:15.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCBR08itwBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FWaK0vFkGFg/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCBR08itwBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FWaK0vFkGFg/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197243940032331794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was about to cry because my group mate wasnt co-operating. I felt sick and i wasnt in the mood to do anything. I didnt even understand the module just now.i hate science. Can't help it. thank god tmw is maths. A module that can help me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going to school with afiq. How's it? Okae lah. Didnt have much to update. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-9103231741096430476?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/9103231741096430476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=9103231741096430476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9103231741096430476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/9103231741096430476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-was-about-to-cry-because-my-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SCBR08itwBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/FWaK0vFkGFg/s72-c/DSC00041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-346371771434581807</id><published>2008-05-05T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:01:44.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's a two man show. Yes. Even though it's a two man show, I believe that we managed complete the task and also manage to answer the questions that were shoot. Bang Bang! I didn't moved myself during break out 2 cos there's tonnes of things to be done. 15 slides of content excluding introduction slides, content page, problem statement and references. But whatever it is, we still did it! I'm proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wonder. What if we are able to know someone's background and what they are going through in life, wouldn't it be great. I've always wanted to know how it feels to know what people are thinking and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-346371771434581807?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/346371771434581807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=346371771434581807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/346371771434581807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/346371771434581807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-two-man-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3108692639015980671</id><published>2008-05-03T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:29:31.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>working today. Saw Aisha, Zul, Ryo and Sharizal. Obviously, i'm too lazy to update. Some other days i guess. Night. Sweet Lullaby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3108692639015980671?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3108692639015980671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3108692639015980671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3108692639015980671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3108692639015980671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/working-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3315100516781448149</id><published>2008-05-02T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:40:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my first Capoeira session just now. I must say, it's awesome and I cant wait for the next Capoeira practice which is on Wednesday but eventually i'm having my adventure learning session on wednesday. So, it's gonna be a miss. My whole body is aching right now cos i fell three times i just while doing side flips. Instead of doing slide flips, i did back flips and i fell. Haha. Perspire really bad just now. No air-con plus move a lot. The stretching part was okae for me as i believe my dance background has help me to soften my body. I managed to bend myself and I also manage to back flip which i find it difficult one time ago. We learn how to Ginga, Aú Aberto, Attack and Defense. Instead of doing Aú Aberto, i did Aú Fechado. Haha. The Aú Fechado and Aú Aberto are flips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was great. Even though had hard time doing the slides and coming up with ideas for our slides. But overall, it was indeed fun. Didnt have much question and i give in to my other team member to say out the slides while i just do the introduction slides. It's such a pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3315100516781448149?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3315100516781448149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3315100516781448149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3315100516781448149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3315100516781448149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-my-first-capoeira-session-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8856464391837795392</id><published>2008-04-30T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T12:36:09.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>working was rather fun yet irritating yesterday. Why? I have friends who never fail to make me smile even when i'm at my worst. Isn't that what friends are for? Yeah. With fitrah and steph around, Toysrus is never a boring place to be at. Haha. I was on floor yesterday therefore i'm not active at entrance. When i've done my straightening, i asked steph to do hers while i take charge of entrance. Since there no more customer, i decided to help fitrah do her straightening. Suddenly, Faizul appear and shouted at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizul: "Na, ni bapak aku nak tulis per?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Dengar2 ni nana yg buat per!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph was rather frustrated. Not that she doesnt want to do the paperwork is just that she's doing her straightening. I mean, can he wait? we havent even close shop yet what? what's the big deal anyway? I did my re-shop and fitrah went for countdown. When i was standing near the lunchroom, fitrah was frustrated. I asked her why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizul: "I hated my staff."&lt;br /&gt;Fitrah: "Fine. If u hate ur staff, u will see them quit one by one or worst. all at once."&lt;br /&gt;Faizul: (frustrated) *Throw clipboard at Fitrah.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of throwing tantrum at ur staff? If u lack of love, it is because no one dare to come near u cos u throw tantrum. Change urself in order to get love from everyone and that includes ur staff. Most of us are still working for the sack of kak inah. We pitied her. Most of us are student and we still comes back to work after school to work cos we know there's not much man-power. We make the effort to come but it seems that u sont appreciate us. So is it our fault if we were to quit? Seriously, why cant he just scold us and let go? Like what kak inah did. Why must he keep grudges on his staff. Not like as if he don't make mistake at all right? We are all human and we all make mistake. That'a normal. We learn from our mistake and improve ourself to be able to stay in the industries. Pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8856464391837795392?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8856464391837795392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8856464391837795392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8856464391837795392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8856464391837795392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/working-was-rather-fun-yet-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1771915182213773347</id><published>2008-04-28T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:59:11.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. i left class early today cos i didnt feel like attending class. i was also pissed off with what my team mates did. i'm filled with guilt currently and i send an e-mail to the faci to apologize. im getting for bad to worst i must say. I request a change in group mates so that i would be able to work with enthu people. I really hope that the faci would grant my request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had capoeira meeting just now. And im so into it la. Friday would be the first day and i'm looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1771915182213773347?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1771915182213773347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1771915182213773347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1771915182213773347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1771915182213773347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6936007226792522839</id><published>2008-04-27T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:58:19.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to johor with mum and dad. got myself 2 colour contact lenses one grey and one hazel. I'm gonna wear the hazel one first. starting from tomorrow that is. The capoeira people called just now to remind me of tomorrow's welcome tea party. I'm definitely going! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrasah was fine. Nothing much happened. Im bored now actually. Can't wait for sch. Im in love with school. What am i supposed to blog now? nothing. thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6936007226792522839?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6936007226792522839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6936007226792522839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6936007226792522839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6936007226792522839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-to-johor-with-mum-and-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1192456643525792064</id><published>2008-04-26T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:04:46.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SBKppsitwAI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/7XFoiJcVrvA/s1600-h/1_260624739l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SBKppsitwAI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/7XFoiJcVrvA/s320/1_260624739l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193399854108098562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my ex-boyfriend getting engaged soon. August that is. Im happy for him. Really happy for him cos finally he met that perfect girl. I left him cos i wasn't ready to have a relationship. Just not the time. He asked me to come for his engagement day which i would if im free. I would love to go. Seriously. No hard feelings at all. Cos at least now i know he's happy. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sharizal yesterday after school. Not meet him la. Bump into him yesterday at chua chu kang interchange. Miss him truckloads la. Not to forget, Iman, Hazirah, Syahirah, Hidayat, Hayati. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, im still sick and i just wish i dont have to work today. Which is impossible. Haha. Well, better go bath and get ready to go work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1192456643525792064?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1192456643525792064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1192456643525792064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1192456643525792064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1192456643525792064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-of-my-ex-boyfriend-getting-engaged.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SBKppsitwAI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/7XFoiJcVrvA/s72-c/1_260624739l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7100104977717115756</id><published>2008-04-25T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T18:54:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="iContent"&gt;"That is why there is a saying, that 'Moms always know what  is best for us'. You have actually run aheadd of everyone else in actually  trying out a certain area that you thought you liked, and found that you did not  really like that area. No shame in that! At least, you will not make the mistake  of going back to that industry again! You speak and present well. Best of all,  you applied your personal experience in 'process of career planning' during the  class presentation. Your defense of the questions was good. and you understand  issues at hand well. You deserve your grade today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an A for this week's enterprise module. And that is what his comment for me. Wow. Im speechless cos i didn't expect Paul would say such words to me. I pitied Ilham though. He got D just because he didnt do his RJ and was not able to send his RJ on time. But Ilham, dont worry so much about it ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked when i found out that i lost my phone. okae, not really lost cos Wen Qiang took it accidentally. Thanks to Ilham for trying to help me find my phone. You're a great friend indeed. We took home each other's wrist band. I have his and he had mine now. Slenge arh him. Was disturbing him and calling him slenge just now in class. We werent in the same group eventually cos faci reshuffled us again. Cos some people didnt turn up for class. No matter what, i had a great time doing the slides just now. I was the only girl in the group. As u people know, i dont really mind being the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to do my RJ now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7100104977717115756?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7100104977717115756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7100104977717115756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7100104977717115756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7100104977717115756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-is-why-there-is-saying-that-moms.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-580584119130294172</id><published>2008-04-24T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:43:22.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im having a nose block. Which is irritating. Today's topic was something interesting and i always look forward to Thursday as it's the most interesting module of the whole week. I got an A for maths. At least it can cover up my C on monday. Hehe. Im not sure how i managed to get an A for maths cos i actually didnt present anything as James took all the point and describe about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Aman said, "&lt;span class="iContent"&gt;You have completed most of the problem yourself. You  have shown more participation than previous sessions. Very Good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I actually didnt even do the starting part of the lesson. I only did the one that he approached me and asked about it. So trying to be a good student, i showed him and he was impressed! Haha. Pure luck i guess. Tomorrow's team are the best one cos there's me, Ilham, Wen Qiang, Glend and Ying2. But Ying2 is not really cooperative la. Ilham's gonna be the leader while i'll be the scribe. Haha. Was discussing about it a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll end my post here. Sneeing a lot today. Need a rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-580584119130294172?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/580584119130294172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=580584119130294172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/580584119130294172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/580584119130294172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-having-nose-block.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-432845296670731555</id><published>2008-04-23T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:04:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SA8Udcitv_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/6Di3f1_VlY8/s1600-h/edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SA8Udcitv_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/6Di3f1_VlY8/s320/edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192391391492030450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So ya. That was the picture that i took yesterday during jamming session in class. I was supposed to be standing beside James(light brown shirt) and Benjamin(white shirt) cos i need to look at the lyrics to sing. Reason why i wasn't there was clear right? Im the one taking the picture. Haha. That's Asher(yellow+black sweater) and Pritpal(brown shirt). And the other guitarist is Rufi. Basically, Asher and Pritpal was just being a busybody disturbing us. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another jamming session in class just now. My classmates are really kick ass people. We could just end up forming our own band. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do RJ now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-432845296670731555?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/432845296670731555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=432845296670731555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/432845296670731555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/432845296670731555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/SA8Udcitv_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/6Di3f1_VlY8/s72-c/edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5814022639267967167</id><published>2008-04-22T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:39:35.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just done doing my RJ and i just got back from work. Haha. I was pretty sleepy when i reach work. But the mood turned up once everyone bonded. Iszad waas working just now. Miss him. Its been sometime that he didnt turn up for work. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's fine. Had jamming session in class. The "band member" is, James, Benjamin, Rufi and myself. James, Benjamin and Rufi played the guitar while i sing. Played duing break. They said i got a good voice. Haha. English songs are fine with me but not malay song. Haha. I got problem singing malay songs nowadays. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty tired. I'm stopping here. Night lovely people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5814022639267967167?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5814022639267967167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5814022639267967167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5814022639267967167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5814022639267967167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-done-doing-my-rj-and-i-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4964218210639451720</id><published>2008-04-21T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:44:41.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did my RJ in the bus just now. HAH! What could expect? I was bored in the bus. Didn't wanna waste my time, i decide to just do my RJ and i managed to type a long post for it! But my presentation sucks just now. I didn't have much to say and i think i might get C! Damn. Need to really buck up and encourage my team mates to the same thing too. We've been slacking since last week and asher agreed to not play around anymore. Tomorrow is on Maths and let's try to strive man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for breakfast with Ilham and early dinner with my clique. A new clique tho. Okae, maybe not new just 1 new guy in the clique. Clique consist of me, Reuter, Guo Qiang and Max. Breakfast with Ilham was great. Talk a lot. Early dinner was fun. Obviously. I love the company of my clique. They know what to talk about continuously and it gets better and better. Hah! All i can say is that life is perfect now. And i dont wish to ruin it all. Friends + Energy = perfect life! I dunno what im crapping about. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4964218210639451720?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4964218210639451720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4964218210639451720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4964218210639451720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4964218210639451720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-did-my-rj-in-bus-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5126240404027769357</id><published>2008-04-20T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:38:40.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i sending the wrong sign to him or is he sending the wrong sign to me? OR is it the both of us? Whatever it is, i dont wish to think of the negative. i am a positive person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5126240404027769357?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5126240404027769357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5126240404027769357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5126240404027769357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5126240404027769357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-i-sending-wrong-sign-to-him-or-is-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2491069884999965913</id><published>2008-04-18T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:56:05.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Mariana, you are one of the more active participants in class. This is probably as a result of your bubbly nature! You gave good response during your presentation, in which I was rather impressed. With regards to your RJ, yes, it is terrifying to even think about moving out from your comfort zone. But it is something that all of us must do, some day or other. When things are more under control, take simple steps to prepare yourself for tougher times. Want to know more about how to prepare yourself? You can come look for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my faci comment on me during my enterprise lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. So, this week was rather a fun week. We have known each other well enough. Been going home with Ilham these days. We also went to the SLA fair together. Funny moment. We like very noisy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch has been FUN FUN FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2491069884999965913?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/2491069884999965913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=2491069884999965913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2491069884999965913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/2491069884999965913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/mariana-you-are-one-of-more-active.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7058494128400749522</id><published>2008-04-16T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:54:51.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first break over and now im listening to the lecturer talking about the PEAKS thingy. Its pretty lame but its actually true. About yourself. Discovering yourself. Knowing whats best for you and whats not. Its is something interesting and its a way for me to understand myself better. Knowing my strenghts and my weaknesses. Knowing my unique self and how i just be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from the DCRSM breiefing. Was about the course and IGs. Im planning to join Vogue or maybe JIVE. Either one. But im more attracted to Vogue. Something to do with my interest of hairstyling, fashions and how to dress to impress. Yeah. My interest. So, i might be joining Vogue. JIVE is quite interesting but.. planning events is so not my cup of tea. And with that, i have to join 2 IGs. Reason because i also have other interest in other IG. I join Vogue because of the related course points. I was thinking of joining malay culture and get back to my old style. But, im also interested in the adventure thingy. So, I would have to go and check out which IGs that would fit my timing wiht work and everything. Durin break 1, i went to lunch with sharil and we talk about relationship stuff and reason why we are still single. I got his point and he got mine. We both decide to just enjoy life to the fullest and try not to get involve with relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you. this is yesterday's post. I couldnt post it up yesterday. Something happened yesterday night. I cried the whole night and i got swollen eyed today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7058494128400749522?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7058494128400749522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7058494128400749522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7058494128400749522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7058494128400749522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-break-over-and-now-im-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5757104226479826263</id><published>2008-04-15T11:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:32:21.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im in class right now and im learning html. I've done most of it and i only left with the putting the letter in the box. Which i totally don't know how to do. I'm actually trying to make my own blog skin which i know im not able to. haha. Crap lah nana. Im like not listening in class la. Okae. Im having break now. Like again. I'm still full right now. I ate chicken hor fun just now during my first break. And now im bored. I totally dont know what to do right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updating again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the break, listened to songs and decide to go toilet. Asked Rufi along. I think she's having problems with her boyfriend. I pity her lah. After going to the toilet, i saw sharil going out of class, so i asked him where he was heading to and he said to the canteen and ask me along. accompanied him and then we went to admiralty park to have a walk. It was cold inside. So we decide to sit outside. walk up then walk down. Sat at the sheltered place and talk about work stuff. How we do the closing and all. It was great chatting with him. Got back to class and FACI was already there. Got in and did a last minute touch up to our presentation which faci said was good! Well done MARIANA.. haha. self-praise. Ignore her. Afterall, presentation was okae. Went home with Ilham and Pal. My two guardian angels. HAHA. Since Rufi left us. Okae. Thats it for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5757104226479826263?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5757104226479826263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5757104226479826263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5757104226479826263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5757104226479826263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-in-class-right-now-and-im-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-3823889280946299938</id><published>2008-04-14T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:54:47.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday:&lt;br /&gt;was practically working the whole day la. So, nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq was fun. didn't eat much tho. cycled from our pit all the way to bedok jetty with Si Man, Wei Tian and Christina. Starting the fire was fun yet frustrating. All of us couldn't start the fire cos the fire starter was not favouring us. But with the help of everyone, we managed to start the fire and start bbq-ing. Help them up after we went cycling. I managed to start my own fire when it went off while the guys were gone and the rest went swimming. Then it was our turn to dive in the sea. Collected some seashells but lost it tho'. After thatw e wash up and waited for Wei Tian's father to arrived as he's fetching me and Si Man home. They came rather late. So, i got scolded from mum for not informing her. Something happened at home as well. I know it's my fault but they cant simply say that im the same. cos im not. I'm trying hard to change if they give me the things that i want. It seems unfair to me. Im sorry to say this but. It's just how i feel about this whole situation. Sometime life is unfair. Whatever it is, im trying to change and stop my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class as usual. Basic science. I hate science and it's physics. The topic was dry. I didnt really contribute ideas cos i just dont know how to. Im not good in it so how am i to contribute ideas. Sorry guys i really cant help u just now. Yes, i use to be the one contributing ideas but this topic, it's a no no for me. Some magnetic thingy. Which i sucks badly at it. Im really really sorry guys. But our presentation was great. Even though lots of flaws. haha. I mean, we did learn something in a different way. Skit, how interesting. I love my teammates. Tomorrow would be better. Rj's done. Go home with Rufi and Ilham. Hook a ride with them and they drop me off at causeway since it was raining today. I blabbered in the cab. I said umblella instead of umbrella. And Ilham said black instead of flat. HAHA. Rufi decided to just shut her mouth before she blabbered something. it was fun with these people around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3823889280946299938?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3823889280946299938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3823889280946299938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3823889280946299938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3823889280946299938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-was-practically-working-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-858937111779151517</id><published>2008-04-12T08:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T08:38:47.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets sum up about the whole of this week.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been updating that much this few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i dont have the time, it's just that im plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i could always use my break up 2 to blog but i ended up not doing so cos i got a whole bunch of people in my class that dont go for break and slack in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been fine so far.&lt;br /&gt;lady faci sucks badly. sharil agreed with me 100%.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, school has been great. New friends are awesome and i enjoyed my day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;im close to rufi. maybe cos she's in the same school as me. which is RSH. and we spend most our time during orientation together.&lt;br /&gt;she was being a dearly to have waiting for me yesterday. knowing the fact that we would be late.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, we are late for a freaking 1 minute. we got in to class at 9.01am and i was marked late.&lt;br /&gt;shit. i felt so bad cos i know i made her late for class. sorry rufi.&lt;br /&gt;walk to the mrt with rufi and ilham came from behind so we formed. i thought he was talking ot himself which obviously no. he's talking to his friend and he's using a ear piece. ilham's friendly. we would throw smiles at each other when bored in class.&lt;br /&gt;and on thursday, sharil and i were busy will bubbles that pops up as my screen saver and we laugh.&lt;br /&gt;prit was great yesterday. entertaining my nonsense and we had a good laugh criticizing our faci.&lt;br /&gt;prit u're my man..(haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-858937111779151517?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/858937111779151517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=858937111779151517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/858937111779151517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/858937111779151517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/lets-sum-up-about-whole-of-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-5275558642859894878</id><published>2008-04-08T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:37:53.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what can u expect to see when ur in campus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Some old friends.&lt;br /&gt;2. Some new friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Some workmates.&lt;br /&gt;4. Some secondary schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pretty guys and Handsome girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. its nice when u get to see some familiar faces in campus. it relights ur memories of that person. For example, i saw Nurul Nirza yesterday at one-stop. Chatted with him for awhile and it made me remember the incident that happens while playing roller blade with him and his sister. I made him cry for some reason which i still remember clearly and i dont wish to say it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Like few mins ago when i went to 7-eleven to buy chocolates, i heard someone calling my name. i turned and saw hidayat. My ex workmate. A fun work mate that is. Hugged him because i miss him dearly. The last time i saw him was on his last day of work which made me cry. My kaki(s). One gerek kaki(s). Chatted with him for awhile too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess. i miss my old friends. my kaki(s) and my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;i would love to go out with them one fine day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5275558642859894878?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5275558642859894878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5275558642859894878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5275558642859894878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5275558642859894878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-can-u-expect-to-see-when-ur-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7755881151881725962</id><published>2008-04-05T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:55:06.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay..&lt;br /&gt;i must say..&lt;br /&gt;the 3 day orientation was way awesome man..&lt;br /&gt;like seriously..&lt;br /&gt;i thought of coming only for a day..&lt;br /&gt;but ended up going for all 3 days..&lt;br /&gt;awesome kick ass man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day:&lt;br /&gt;went in to class..&lt;br /&gt;settled down..&lt;br /&gt;3 new friends...&lt;br /&gt;shah, ilham and li hui..&lt;br /&gt;kick ass kids!&lt;br /&gt;then got to kow rufi..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;shah was sitting beside me and ilham in front of me..&lt;br /&gt;our class end early..&lt;br /&gt;so me and shah lepak outside w2 and wait for friends..&lt;br /&gt;his friends are friendly..&lt;br /&gt;like seriously..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;left them after meeting up with reuter..&lt;br /&gt;me: "bye guys.."&lt;br /&gt;them: "bye mariana.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day..&lt;br /&gt;meet up with RSH..&lt;br /&gt;the coolest school in RP..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;khai's cute tho..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;k whatever..&lt;br /&gt;then RSH 6 coolest..&lt;br /&gt;learn dance step and cheers..&lt;br /&gt;and i must say..&lt;br /&gt;we did an awesome job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third and final day...&lt;br /&gt;happening oi!&lt;br /&gt;everyone busy doing something..&lt;br /&gt;and then we leap our way to world record..&lt;br /&gt;and i got my 2 CE points already..&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;thanks to marfie for convincing me..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;RSH became the overall champions..&lt;br /&gt;(engineering guys are so HOT!)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;we defended the tittle..&lt;br /&gt;cos last year also RSH won..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for RSH..&lt;br /&gt;we love RSH..&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna be the best, come join RSH!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap..&lt;br /&gt;but awesome..&lt;br /&gt;celebrate the victory...&lt;br /&gt;dance and hop around..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 12..&lt;br /&gt;exactly.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;rest and slept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, been missing lots of people these days..&lt;br /&gt;and a'an, i miss u lots..&lt;br /&gt;serious. im sorry if i hurt ur feelings the other day..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean it..&lt;br /&gt;i slip out from my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to u too zul..&lt;br /&gt;i know i said the wrong words...&lt;br /&gt;and it hurt u..&lt;br /&gt;and im really sorry..&lt;br /&gt;for a second, i thought..&lt;br /&gt;people should be given a chance..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7755881151881725962?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7755881151881725962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7755881151881725962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7755881151881725962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7755881151881725962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4853197310600042014</id><published>2008-04-01T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:33:37.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;with sis, kak idah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet her at 2.30..&lt;br /&gt;lavender..&lt;br /&gt;wait for abg to give kak idah money and then off we went to bugis..&lt;br /&gt;there, i bought myself my boho skirt and a white 3/4 pants...&lt;br /&gt;like finally!&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at BK..&lt;br /&gt;yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that..&lt;br /&gt;we went around searching for a bag..&lt;br /&gt;and next month, im sure to buy that monkey bag!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went around bugis and still unable to find myself a bag..&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;so we went to orchard..&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up buying a billabong bag..&lt;br /&gt;sling bag that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! im going school tmw..&lt;br /&gt;RP just message informing about the class thingy..&lt;br /&gt;BLOCK: W3..&lt;br /&gt;LEVEL: 4&lt;br /&gt;CLASS ROOM: E..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going with reuter and guo qiang..&lt;br /&gt;max not coming..&lt;br /&gt;sian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna have to wait till dad comes home and go jurong point..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;doodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4853197310600042014?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4853197310600042014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4853197310600042014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4853197310600042014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4853197310600042014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-out-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4651825652543501495</id><published>2008-03-30T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:45:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall pronounce that today's not my day..&lt;br /&gt;like seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in class and suddenly, i could feel blood oozing out..&lt;br /&gt;went to the toilet..check..&lt;br /&gt;confirm..&lt;br /&gt;im having my mense..&lt;br /&gt;fuckka!&lt;br /&gt;went back to class, hidayah said there's stain..&lt;br /&gt;and the i change my skirt side..&lt;br /&gt;after class, hidayah said there's another stain..&lt;br /&gt;fuck..&lt;br /&gt;so i told myself..&lt;br /&gt;i need to cab home sia...&lt;br /&gt;withdrawed money and cabbed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, changed and went out again..&lt;br /&gt;met shahazad..&lt;br /&gt;im early..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting shahazad today was not a great one..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;fuckadelic..&lt;br /&gt;i dont seems to be happy around guys these days..&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me why..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im meeting faizal tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;catching movie i guess..&lt;br /&gt;change my shoe size at IMM..&lt;br /&gt;and then go look for bag..&lt;br /&gt;might be going to bugis too i guess..&lt;br /&gt;wanna buy my boho skirt..&lt;br /&gt;plus i wanna go find a shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haopefully, faizal would be able to solve my fickleness problem..&lt;br /&gt;i cant seems to find the right kinda bag..&lt;br /&gt;haversack is out i guess..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go find my sling bag or shoulder bag..&lt;br /&gt;hope to get myself a ripcurl bag..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;im crazy over ripcurl..&lt;br /&gt;i got myself another ripcurl wallet!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;just now la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;stomach hurts right now..&lt;br /&gt;need to take a break..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4651825652543501495?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/4651825652543501495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=4651825652543501495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4651825652543501495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/4651825652543501495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-218321584434850390</id><published>2008-03-29T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:49:12.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you zul for making me talk all by myself for two consecutive days..&lt;br /&gt;i know u didnt do it on purpose...&lt;br /&gt;u pantat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early in the morning and buzz him up..&lt;br /&gt;i know he would have woke up cos he needs to go make i/c..&lt;br /&gt;*he pick up phone call*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "IRRITATING!"&lt;br /&gt;zul: "haha...why?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "dah dua kali tau!"&lt;br /&gt;zul: "alalala....sorry lah... tercium bantal arh"&lt;br /&gt;me: "pantat you arh!"&lt;br /&gt;zul: "ada kat sini..nak?  nanti i post  pakai fed ex.."&lt;br /&gt;me: "u chop off your  butt first!"&lt;br /&gt;zul: "pandai ehk kau bebual!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "ehk, tak sia2 tau mak antar gi sekolah.."&lt;br /&gt;zul: "i tak gi sekolah per dengar2..hahaha"&lt;br /&gt;me: "hahaha..u owe me mcflurry.."&lt;br /&gt;zul: "asal pulak?"&lt;br /&gt;me: u made me talk all by myself per.."&lt;br /&gt;zul: "ohhh..mcm tu ehk? kalau gitu i owe u  2 mcflurry arh nie.."&lt;br /&gt;me: "yes!"&lt;br /&gt;zul: "okay okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, he will have to buy me 2 mcflurry..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;might be going sentosa with him this friday..&lt;br /&gt;let's have some fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-218321584434850390?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/218321584434850390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=218321584434850390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/218321584434850390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/218321584434850390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-you-zul-for-making-me-talk-all-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-4147009154513065092</id><published>2008-03-29T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:12:41.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a break from the hard life..&lt;br /&gt;need to relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;requesting for a 2 weeks off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-4147009154513065092?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-1651684886715455209</id><published>2008-03-29T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T01:08:33.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im craving for something that i know it's hard for me to get it right now..&lt;br /&gt;it's not complicated to get what i want..&lt;br /&gt;but it's just not the right person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing those times badly right now..&lt;br /&gt;crucial, im at the stake of breaking down..&lt;br /&gt;will there be that special someone to wipe my tears off my face?&lt;br /&gt;and give me what i yearn for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss chatting with bf late at night till the wee hours..&lt;br /&gt;i miss going out on every weekend just so that we could spent the time together..&lt;br /&gt;i miss those time where i know i have a place in someone's heart, and i know that would always be there for me..&lt;br /&gt;i miss holding hands with bf..&lt;br /&gt;i miss being playful to bf..&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking crap and being an irritant to bf and still bf could tolerate me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not desperate to have a bf..&lt;br /&gt;it's just that..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, u feel a little lonely..&lt;br /&gt;especially late at night..&lt;br /&gt;when u're all by urself..&lt;br /&gt;staring blankly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things starts to play in ur head..&lt;br /&gt;remembering those sweet times..&lt;br /&gt;and wishing that nothing could break the bond between us..&lt;br /&gt;praying hard that the ties wont loosen a single bit..&lt;br /&gt;but i know, everything is shit..&lt;br /&gt;cos it's over now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leading my own life and he is too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just typing this out, it makes me cry..&lt;br /&gt;im weak, i must admit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every girl needs a man in their life..&lt;br /&gt;u cant deny that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-1651684886715455209?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/1651684886715455209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=1651684886715455209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1651684886715455209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/1651684886715455209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-craving-for-something-that-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he: "okay, how bout u give me the wrapping paper and i'll wrap it myself."&lt;br /&gt;me: "we're not allowed to give wrapping papers to customer as and when we like."&lt;br /&gt;he: "do you people take stocks about how many wrapping papers?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "no! but it's a policy.."&lt;br /&gt;he: "do you get paid more by doing this?"&lt;br /&gt;me: :no! but it's my job..im just doing my job properly.."&lt;br /&gt;he: "i've work at toysrus before..and customers is always right.."&lt;br /&gt;me: "good! that u should know the policy.."&lt;br /&gt;he: "but customers is always right.."&lt;br /&gt;me: "but customer have to understand the policy.."&lt;br /&gt;he: "but i have other items to wrap also.." *taking out tamagochi..*&lt;br /&gt;me: "i can simply give u a small paper bag which can fit that thing inside."&lt;br /&gt;he: "try arh!"&lt;br /&gt;*i took the small paper bag and insert the tamagochi inside*&lt;br /&gt;me: "here u go."&lt;br /&gt;he: "oke fine. what's ur name?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "MARIANA!"&lt;br /&gt;he: "what?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "MARIANA!!"&lt;br /&gt;he: "okay.." *walk off*&lt;br /&gt;me: "whatever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone?&lt;br /&gt;stared blankly at me..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;awesome..&lt;br /&gt;everyone was stunned by what i have done..&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;they didnt know i could do such things..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syahirah: "if i were u, i wouldnt know what to say.."&lt;br /&gt;*laugh*&lt;br /&gt;syahirah: "incredible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine: "relax, relax!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "i'm cool man..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayati: "what sey that customer!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "whatever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty anna: "what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;*tell aunty anna the story..*&lt;br /&gt;aunty anna: "bullshit! can still say he work at toysrus before.."&lt;br /&gt;me: "stupid sia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex: "stupid sia!"&lt;br /&gt;me: "he is!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone was like so shock lah sey!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;pathetic customer...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-5887628693101948204?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/5887628693101948204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=5887628693101948204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5887628693101948204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/5887628693101948204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-was-blast-i-didnt-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-2712351455246013734</id><published>2008-03-27T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:49:03.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reuter made it to RP!&lt;br /&gt;woopedeedooo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-2712351455246013734?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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which, we headed down to wisma atria..&lt;br /&gt;and that's where i found that one bag that attract me..&lt;br /&gt;and it's similar to the wallet that i wanna buy..&lt;br /&gt;woppedeedooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told kak idah about it and she said it nice..&lt;br /&gt;and the price is acceptable..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;$59.00..&lt;br /&gt;and the wallet is $36..&lt;br /&gt;if im not wrong la..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;gonna drag shahazad there next week..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to heeran..&lt;br /&gt;and i would like to say a big thank you to kak idah for buying me that esprit shirt!&lt;br /&gt;nice2..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to paragon toysrus..&lt;br /&gt;in search of hidayah's lunch box..&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail..&lt;br /&gt;then we headed down to taka..&lt;br /&gt;and that's where we found it!&lt;br /&gt;weepeedeedooo!!&lt;br /&gt;bought it and hired a cab home..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the cab, hidayah was making this particular lame joke that all of us laugh..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i must say...&lt;br /&gt;my budget for buying those things decreases..&lt;br /&gt;since the bag that i wanted in the first palce was $70, i save $10 already..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and the plan of buying a shirt can be decrease since i already have a shirt..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and and..&lt;br /&gt;the protection case that i saw at jurong point was $30..&lt;br /&gt;and at popular, it's selling at $16..&lt;br /&gt;save again!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;plus, the bohemian skirt which cost $18 can swap with another type of bohemian skirt which only cost $15..&lt;br /&gt;the ipanama sandal is having a 30% sales at town..&lt;br /&gt;so it cost $27.90 instead of $39.90..&lt;br /&gt;great deal eh??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have to start a new shooping list..&lt;br /&gt;since most of my item price drop!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and i shall do another round of window-shopping so i would be able to compare prices..&lt;br /&gt;and i might just find the cheapest deals in town!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-3906729317502350912?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/3906729317502350912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=3906729317502350912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3906729317502350912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/3906729317502350912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8747620977949032102</id><published>2008-03-26T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:34:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work has been fine so far..&lt;br /&gt;friends come and go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;as far as im concern..&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my friends..&lt;br /&gt;my 4n2'06 and 5n2'07..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;the plan is to go out with sissy..&lt;br /&gt;going to town..&lt;br /&gt;and pacific plaza is a must to visit..&lt;br /&gt;since im looking for a wallet and a bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann told me that orientation would be somewhere in april..&lt;br /&gt;the start of the week..&lt;br /&gt;and she's off for her school can on the 27-29 march..&lt;br /&gt;and therefore i had to take over her shift on friday...&lt;br /&gt;and that would mean..&lt;br /&gt;im working full shift!&lt;br /&gt;dang!&lt;br /&gt;32 hours this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently waiting for money to flows in..&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to go...&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things in mind..&lt;br /&gt;priority would be..&lt;br /&gt;treating family for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;and of cos my necessary items..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping is fun ehh?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;mcflurry is currently the best damn thing!&lt;br /&gt;and fries with curry sauce is superb!&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh...i feel like eating them right now!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-8528881544596466909</id><published>2008-03-23T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T01:46:25.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the next trip to haji lane would be later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im off, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;u people can find me at haji lane..&lt;br /&gt;walking down the road admiring those beautiful shops..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going with sakinah and maybe her sis..&lt;br /&gt;and maybe also..&lt;br /&gt;raudhah tagging along..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first things first..&lt;br /&gt;which is..&lt;br /&gt;madrasah!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-8528881544596466909?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/8528881544596466909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=8528881544596466909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8528881544596466909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/8528881544596466909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/next-trip-to-haji-lane-would-be-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-6395629739942689338</id><published>2008-03-21T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:35:39.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my day started out fine..&lt;br /&gt;but it ended pretty bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis with aisha..&lt;br /&gt;search for my vintage phone..&lt;br /&gt;found it and i also found a polaroid camera..&lt;br /&gt;which i might be buying it at the end of next month..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna buy this one vintage phone that cost $38 dollar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that shop sells lots of vintage stuff and im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;shall go there often..&lt;br /&gt;the shop name is Victoria Jomo..&lt;br /&gt;and they also have a bag shop at bugis street..&lt;br /&gt;and im buying that bag at their shop!&lt;br /&gt;superb!&lt;br /&gt;it cost $69.90..&lt;br /&gt;worth it tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for work after that..&lt;br /&gt;saw hidayat signing some paper..&lt;br /&gt;and then i heard he quit..&lt;br /&gt;it then followed by iman and sharizal..&lt;br /&gt;my two kaki gerek(s)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they went out, i cried..&lt;br /&gt;yes, i break down and everyone saw it..&lt;br /&gt;not only me..&lt;br /&gt;elaine and ann cried too..&lt;br /&gt;sharizal asked me to take care of myself..&lt;br /&gt;and that made me wept even more..&lt;br /&gt;sharizal offered a hug and then iman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet them up soon..&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss them all..&lt;br /&gt;take care my good friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pictures of haji lane moment can be found at my friendster..some only tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-6395629739942689338?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/6395629739942689338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=6395629739942689338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6395629739942689338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/6395629739942689338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-day-started-out-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Mariana Arshad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11079151131028859038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-539490201760973817</id><published>2008-03-19T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:03:27.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently listening to arif singing..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;not bad arh his voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;went to work as normal..&lt;br /&gt;when for break at 2..&lt;br /&gt;ate with my kakak(s)..&lt;br /&gt;ate seafood hor fun..&lt;br /&gt;quite nice la..&lt;br /&gt;im trying all sorts of food currently..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i started to eat vegetables and fish!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;its a new thing oke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back to work..&lt;br /&gt;soon after that...&lt;br /&gt;go home..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;saw khalid..&lt;br /&gt;and asked him to send me back to my work place..&lt;br /&gt;being such a nice friend, he did..&lt;br /&gt;awww..&lt;br /&gt;he's watching movie with a girl!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;tease him for a moment just now..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was quite happy that i get to meet him again..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's arif second song already..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;arif my robot music machine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-539490201760973817?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FImYL8F9R3k/R6AjwsWzDJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/mn9xl4TThCI/S220/1_243779793l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432944.post-7739991245810851699</id><published>2008-03-17T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:56:43.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the thought of going to sentosa just pass by..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no friends to go with..&lt;br /&gt;i guess im just gonna rot at home la..&lt;br /&gt;eat, drink, use the comp..&lt;br /&gt;usual stuff at HOME..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might wanna go to the beach this saturday since im off..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;this friday is good friday..&lt;br /&gt;which means..&lt;br /&gt;its a holiday..&lt;br /&gt;but not for me la..&lt;br /&gt;im working..&lt;br /&gt;what can  expect?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aidil accompanied me last night..&lt;br /&gt;as in..&lt;br /&gt;messaging me..&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for not replying ur msg..&lt;br /&gt;i fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;sorry aidil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah faizal who has always been a good friend..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;his gonna accompany me go buy my haversack..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;which until now..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what type of haversack to buy..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a sandal..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe pump shoe..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;i miss wearing those foot wear..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;been wearing lots of slippers and shoes recently..&lt;br /&gt;due to working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang! what a life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(are we still together?) whatever dude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7739991245810851699?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;finally purchase one and then do the configuration thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly went to eat..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty bored today..&lt;br /&gt;working tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432944-7333991597728459132?l=remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remonstrate-tangible.blogspot.com/feeds/7333991597728459132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432944&amp;postID=7333991597728459132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432944/posts/default/7333991597728459132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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