<?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-884245085777542060</id><updated>2012-01-13T10:02:18.337+08:00</updated><category term='meme'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Random Crap'/><category term='sucks'/><category term='work actually'/><category term='avoiding work'/><category term='Rekindlings'/><category term='love affair'/><category term='Appreciation'/><category term='popcorn'/><category term='note to self'/><category term='laziness'/><category term='rantings'/><category term='Daily Mantra'/><title type='text'>pitter patter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-7744964106823439262</id><published>2010-06-18T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:13:02.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured streamyx would be kinda speedy on service and get my internet access activated within the 2 weeks I moved to a new place, but they're having some great difficulty installing new ports for my area. Oh well the understanding customer I am! I'll just be patient like I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hell am I saying, I'll never* see the light of internet again!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*within the comfort of my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-7744964106823439262?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/7744964106823439262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=7744964106823439262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7744964106823439262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7744964106823439262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/06/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4649581956155823160</id><published>2010-05-02T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:03:07.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>Landyards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92doIDXgiI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IqP0HccYMSk/s1600/front_metallic_landyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92doIDXgiI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IqP0HccYMSk/s400/front_metallic_landyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466698835379585570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92dn5EZ1OI/AAAAAAAAAjI/edXN-Ojm3To/s1600/back_metallic_leather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92dn5EZ1OI/AAAAAAAAAjI/edXN-Ojm3To/s400/back_metallic_leather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466698831357400290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92dogWTF4I/AAAAAAAAAjY/U9jeHStBFPY/s1600/front_leather_landyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92dogWTF4I/AAAAAAAAAjY/U9jeHStBFPY/s400/front_leather_landyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466698841901438850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92dnaSbLQI/AAAAAAAAAjA/euhFZNtl67E/s1600/back_leather_landyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92dnaSbLQI/AAAAAAAAAjA/euhFZNtl67E/s400/back_leather_landyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466698823094709506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interested in buying? RM15 for metallic and RM21 for the leather :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4649581956155823160?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4649581956155823160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4649581956155823160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4649581956155823160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4649581956155823160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/05/landyards.html' title='Landyards!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S92doIDXgiI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IqP0HccYMSk/s72-c/front_metallic_landyard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-7015762700544849375</id><published>2010-05-01T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T20:52:29.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>myfavouritegameiswork there i said it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation exhibition launching was last night (it was a blast! and FYI its at 3C, Subang Jaya next to Sunway Pyramid and will be there for the next two weeks go there and see our stuffs!) So thats one load off our shoulders, and I still have final project to complete but I thought I'd invest some time in playing games like I always wanted to when relatively free, but the moment I got on the computer with the resolve to play either The Last Remnant or Modern Warfare installed in my comp, this crazy pang of guilt hit me like a bulldozer and I knew.. I just didn't have the mood for games if I have work to do, and it even felt like working was more fun than playing soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I love work and I rather be working than playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, I totally dare not say on facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-7015762700544849375?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/7015762700544849375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=7015762700544849375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7015762700544849375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7015762700544849375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/05/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-8814415390870457374</id><published>2010-04-08T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T01:30:43.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>Clueless</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no idea how a pond looks like at night - google search was fruitless and none of the movies in my stash had any D: So I came up with a simple sketch to get a vague idea of how it might look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7zBH9uChAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6ARqtG6nWIc/s1600/pond+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7zBH9uChAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6ARqtG6nWIc/s400/pond+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457449191037109250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wont use it as ref for the 3D set lol but good practice I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-8814415390870457374?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/8814415390870457374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=8814415390870457374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8814415390870457374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8814415390870457374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/04/clueless.html' title='Clueless'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7zBH9uChAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/6ARqtG6nWIc/s72-c/pond+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3192100255923207539</id><published>2010-04-07T14:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:24:12.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wqcFjUeXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/A3R0uQfxezk/s1600/all_lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wqcFjUeXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/A3R0uQfxezk/s400/all_lights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457283510481222002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a set up with lights and everything, following a dvd tutorial by Jeremy Vickery to light up a scene efficiently without using global illumination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wrNhZnfZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YhkoN6cq6Nc/s1600/Room_mentalray_49secs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wrNhZnfZI/AAAAAAAAAiY/YhkoN6cq6Nc/s400/Room_mentalray_49secs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457284359770307986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And tadah! 49 seconds to render. Oh oops, I made the bounce light on the sphere a little too bright &gt;&lt; Anyways I was kinda curious to see if global illumination could do something like this for me without the mental ray occlusion shader, and it did :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wtyULHS7I/AAAAAAAAAig/1kgvRRS_i1M/s1600/Room_mentalrayglobalillum_1min33secs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wtyULHS7I/AAAAAAAAAig/1kgvRRS_i1M/s400/Room_mentalrayglobalillum_1min33secs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457287190898232242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in 1min and 33 seconds D: which is a pretty long wait for a set up so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You havent heard from me lately, because right now I'm in the midst of a messy situation, with my final project in a disorganized state, graduation batch's exhibition coming up, and I have to start applying for jobs soon D: Its a period of uncertainty and it makes one really nervous. I'm trying to sum up enough courage in me to take a leap of faith for once, instead of settling for something in the safe zone. Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways gotta get back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3192100255923207539?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3192100255923207539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3192100255923207539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3192100255923207539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3192100255923207539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/04/practice.html' title='practice'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S7wqcFjUeXI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/A3R0uQfxezk/s72-c/all_lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4233599469638280929</id><published>2010-03-05T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:43:39.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>Super cool landyard</title><content type='html'>On the topic of merchandises we could make for our batch graduation campaign,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw promo Tshirts! (unless they were black baby tees with a gorgeous print)&lt;br /&gt;Lets have super cool landyards! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S5DYvlmy1AI/AAAAAAAAAiI/yWl6AoF6OqI/s1600-h/phenomenatag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S5DYvlmy1AI/AAAAAAAAAiI/yWl6AoF6OqI/s400/phenomenatag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445090261551207426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photoshop &amp;amp; maya; logo design by Nucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd kill for one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4233599469638280929?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4233599469638280929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4233599469638280929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4233599469638280929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4233599469638280929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/03/super-cool-landyard.html' title='Super cool landyard'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S5DYvlmy1AI/AAAAAAAAAiI/yWl6AoF6OqI/s72-c/phenomenatag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6753766305347402230</id><published>2010-03-03T15:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:57:06.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>whaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44WMX3IHJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/IZR-LETCauY/s1600-h/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44WMX3IHJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/IZR-LETCauY/s400/flyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444313401356983442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so much planning &amp;amp; excitement, I just got the call that my group's bazaar this friday is cancelled O_O;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44UZsNYYmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/hBId5Z8iDjE/s1600-h/awesomelunchbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44UZsNYYmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/hBId5Z8iDjE/s400/awesomelunchbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444311431134077538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a bit disappointed, cos the girls and I were planning something really fun for it.&lt;br /&gt;Now.. there's a void in my schedule for the next few days and suddenly I dont know what to do with my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44UZEAJq3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/0gydFIjsn7M/s1600-h/awesomelunchbox_cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44UZEAJq3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/0gydFIjsn7M/s400/awesomelunchbox_cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444311420341169010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my assignments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6753766305347402230?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6753766305347402230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6753766305347402230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6753766305347402230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6753766305347402230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/03/whaa.html' title='whaa'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S44WMX3IHJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/IZR-LETCauY/s72-c/flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6874005202995631995</id><published>2010-03-02T03:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T04:59:55.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>Moon Shaman</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody! I know I've been very quiet lately, aside from voicing out disatisfaction about the declining political state of Malaysia, but I've actually been pretty busy, juggling work, college &amp;amp; the graduation project, boyfriend and home (why does dust settle so fast?! +_+ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks (sacrificed my CNY holiday) I have been working on a little side project I took on, despite being 1 month behind in my final year project &amp;amp; other works with serious deadlines................ well its a healthy distraction I say! Anyways I present to youuuuuuuu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Moon Shaman Lady! (click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh882np3I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qF1yMSDKIKo/s1600-h/DSC_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh882np3I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qF1yMSDKIKo/s400/DSC_1070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443763380595173234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like you to know that this is the first time I've tackled a full bodied sculpture like this. I did do my research beforehand, but little did I know vital steps in sculpting were only explained in separate tutorials and found only if you typed in the right keywords D: So I only got to learn important stuff by trial and error along the way.. thus.. it took me two weeks on and off. But the best thing I read on a sculpting tutorial was that it doesn't take a talented genius to sculpt, it takes the patience of Jesus : D Thats's hope for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh0tHNkWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SqsHnf3TNGg/s1600-h/sculpture+sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh0tHNkWI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/SqsHnf3TNGg/s400/sculpture+sketch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443763238930846050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sillhoutte &gt; Form &gt; Final + inaccurate sketches in front &amp;amp; back view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a little beginner experience in sculpting at Jason's modelling class. I attempted to sculpt the bust of a Cat Lady.... but she looked hideously horrible. I vowed to fix her one day, but she ended up buried in my box of old assignments where most of my unfinished projects are laid to rest. Anyways here's my progress (click to enlarge!!) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh0Z8LF9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/x_QSxMNz4LQ/s1600-h/progress_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh0Z8LF9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/x_QSxMNz4LQ/s400/progress_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443763233784272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wire armature &amp;amp; blocking in her form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4whz6xQG8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/v2gjyG-GJrc/s1600-h/progress3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4whz6xQG8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/v2gjyG-GJrc/s400/progress3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443763225416965058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got so focused on sculpting, I refused to move from my chair all CNY&lt;br /&gt;until I got her overall look done. Its such addictive fun omg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgWveREbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/4lNfGgtosRM/s1600-h/progress4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgWveREbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/4lNfGgtosRM/s400/progress4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443761624656712114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smoothened &amp;amp; added in more details.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I realized cloth is a little out of my league &amp;amp; too much of a pain.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided that where she lived it was really really hot, and wearing all that cloth&lt;br /&gt;would get in the way of her combat skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgWWPvaxI/AAAAAAAAAgw/hEj6Qr8M-tM/s1600-h/progress_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgWWPvaxI/AAAAAAAAAgw/hEj6Qr8M-tM/s400/progress_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443761617884900114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some close up shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgVAC2HEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/38rePkp6yaU/s1600-h/butt_shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgVAC2HEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/38rePkp6yaU/s400/butt_shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443761594745363522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unsmoothened butt close-up for benefit of the butt loving boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgV7vQSiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3eR18aNta1c/s1600-h/DSC_0576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgV7vQSiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/3eR18aNta1c/s400/DSC_0576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443761610769320482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mid-progress back shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgVAC2HEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/38rePkp6yaU/s1600-h/butt_shot.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgVZR4fzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/O1wMuIapsFA/s1600-h/faceshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wgVZR4fzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/O1wMuIapsFA/s400/faceshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443761601519320882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unsmoothened face close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for once I'm quite proud of myself! Lately I've been nothing but annoyingly low self esteemed &amp;amp; lacking in confidence. My skills might only be passable &amp;amp; what would take a professional 1 minute could take me a day to accomplish, I have a very very very long way to go to get to a pay worthy &amp;amp; marketable level, I've no social life, and I'm badly broke, but the process of finishing this reminded me how darn happy I am being in the creative industry : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6874005202995631995?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6874005202995631995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6874005202995631995' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6874005202995631995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6874005202995631995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/03/moon-shaman.html' title='Moon Shaman'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S4wh882np3I/AAAAAAAAAhY/qF1yMSDKIKo/s72-c/DSC_1070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5465173167791124946</id><published>2010-02-27T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:07:56.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>??</title><content type='html'>and to continue the story,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tricked elephants are now grouping up to defend themselves and confront forces(the mice) that threaten their elephant rights &amp;amp; cheeseburgers while the cunning elephant is laughing and hiding its loot of cheeseburgers underneath its floorboards and Swiss bank account. The mice however, are minding their own business and would appreciate if they could earn their cheeseburgers in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need to stop rocking the boat and start looking at the bigger picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5465173167791124946?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5465173167791124946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5465173167791124946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5465173167791124946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5465173167791124946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_27.html' title='??'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-9055482307130594372</id><published>2010-02-13T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:13:07.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I live in a country where elephants are afraid of mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these victimized elephants are being tricked by a cunning elephant that the mice have been robbing them of their cheeseburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the cunning elephant has been stealing the cheeseburgers all along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor victimized elephants D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-9055482307130594372?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/9055482307130594372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=9055482307130594372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/9055482307130594372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/9055482307130594372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2074049427263703028</id><published>2010-02-05T06:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:37:49.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless</title><content type='html'>argh its 6.27am and I was supposed to sleep 6 hrs ago... but.. I was so nervous I had to make sure everything was right and in order. My brain was running so many worst-case-scenarios in my head I just could *not* change into my pjs and take a much needed rest for a long day ahead D: I cant believe it, nervous and paranoid and its over a little fundraiser at college O_O imagine if it was a job interview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have reason to be nervous. I mean, this is money we're talking about. If we fail to clear atleast half the stocks, thats a great cost to carry! T_T costs nearing hundreds! I must go over the details again and again and anticipate for everything that could possibly happen. Like an electrical surge, or a leaking water dispenser, or diluted orange juice, a car ramming into the stalls, or worse, not getting enough sales DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we gotta be aggressive. I'm super sleepy already and I've got the blackest of shadows under my eyes but nothing a cup of coffee &amp;amp; concealer can't fix. Okay leaving soon, I'm gonna get into my low cuts and short skirts. Gotta sell with charm and sex appeal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2074049427263703028?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2074049427263703028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2074049427263703028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2074049427263703028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2074049427263703028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleepless.html' title='sleepless'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-600542633468195507</id><published>2010-02-02T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:14:59.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Mantra'/><title type='text'>a thought generated</title><content type='html'>on the car ride home :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;freedom is responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-600542633468195507?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/600542633468195507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=600542633468195507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/600542633468195507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/600542633468195507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-in-car-ride-home.html' title='a thought generated'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5758308401977593937</id><published>2010-01-29T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:23:36.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>pls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh i just felt like sreaming it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5758308401977593937?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5758308401977593937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5758308401977593937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5758308401977593937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5758308401977593937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/01/pls.html' title='pls?'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2365425010789671535</id><published>2010-01-25T09:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:44:37.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>Incompetent people have no clue</title><content type='html'>Lol I found this article while nosing around in cgsociety,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://articles.sfgate.com/2000-01-18/news/17635543_1_percentile-dunning-incompetent/2"&gt;Incompetent people really have no clue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Not only do they reach erroneous conclusions and make unfortunate choices but their incompetence robs them of the ability to realize it" wrote Kruger now an assistant professor at the University of Illinois and Dunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm quite sure I'm not one of them ignorant incompetents, but I suppose my saying that is proof enough that I am D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2365425010789671535?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2365425010789671535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2365425010789671535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2365425010789671535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2365425010789671535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/01/incompetent-people-really-have-no-clue.html' title='Incompetent people have no clue'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2498631367255430569</id><published>2010-01-24T00:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:45:10.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boyfriend saying my blog's all about complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S1smoi-3PhI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xLGmY5_zQDo/s1600-h/6060_135642690880_555020880_2836574_2132716_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S1smoi-3PhI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xLGmY5_zQDo/s400/6060_135642690880_555020880_2836574_2132716_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976253752360466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is him. I'm taller by 5cm. He is that short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S1sm5gTvCZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/XzNs-b1ox_w/s1600-h/hklhkjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S1sm5gTvCZI/AAAAAAAAAf4/XzNs-b1ox_w/s400/hklhkjh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976545092372882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew you 3.5 inch whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart u. kind of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2498631367255430569?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2498631367255430569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2498631367255430569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2498631367255430569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2498631367255430569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-happy.html' title='something happy.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/S1smoi-3PhI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xLGmY5_zQDo/s72-c/6060_135642690880_555020880_2836574_2132716_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6250451418306995279</id><published>2010-01-22T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:33:48.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>too soon</title><content type='html'>I'm only 20 and I already find myself quietly scoffing at goals of others. Maybe its because I know them well enough to know it's all bull, with little or no intention to really work for it. I laugh at the face of naive dreamers. I roll my eyes at the mere sight of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 and I'm enough of a disenchanted skeptic to compete with a bitter 80 year old prune. It all starts with expectations, followed by disappointments, and then it repeats a hundred thousand times till I've finally learnt how to spot bull before I even hear it. Talk is meaningless to me now, just show me action please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate I'm going die of severe depression by 25. So I'm gonna reset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a believer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6250451418306995279?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6250451418306995279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6250451418306995279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6250451418306995279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6250451418306995279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-soon.html' title='too soon'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5752061615848599881</id><published>2010-01-14T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:11:10.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>a hiccup</title><content type='html'>my eyes are swollen and my face is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the same thing I've been embattling for years: getting over the fact that you can do your honest best, pour heart and soul into something, and still have it fall apart in your own hands. You can even go all self sacrificial with the best intentions at heart, and still have it ungraciously thrown back at your face. This used to puzzle me, but I finally understood what it means when they say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the road to hell is paved with good intentions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But atleast I can look back without regret, that despite the lousy outcome, I still did my best, I managed my time, I identified problems and instead of pretending they weren't there, I gave up sleep to solve them, I was never selfish and I did what I thought was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to scrape myself off the floor and start working on improving myself. I need to really love myself. Value my time, my efforts. To stop selling myself cheap by self sacrificing. I need to stop blaming myself for everything that goes wrong. I need to stop taking it upon myself to accomodate everybody and their wants. Because if I don't love myself, nobody will. No one's gonna go out of their way- not with their own problems &amp;amp; distractions - to take care of me and my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my strength. And if asked, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; deliver the sky. I just need to believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5752061615848599881?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5752061615848599881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5752061615848599881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5752061615848599881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5752061615848599881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiccup.html' title='a hiccup'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-7197650295101272466</id><published>2010-01-04T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:43:58.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Mantra'/><title type='text'>okay is not okay.</title><content type='html'>its just absurdly lazy and unacceptable to settle for 'okay'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if you're gonna be okay to everything that's only '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so so&lt;/span&gt;' or even '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not bad&lt;/span&gt;',&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then "okay" is only all you'll ever be for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rest of your life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is my resolution this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-7197650295101272466?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/7197650295101272466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=7197650295101272466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7197650295101272466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7197650295101272466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-is-not-okay.html' title='okay is not okay.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1016774260950348514</id><published>2009-12-27T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:09:30.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzhZofg1fXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GyHDUGQVXbk/s1600-h/alliwantforchristmas_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzhZofg1fXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GyHDUGQVXbk/s400/alliwantforchristmas_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420180703729253746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but this is all i ever want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1016774260950348514?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1016774260950348514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1016774260950348514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1016774260950348514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1016774260950348514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-late.html' title='a little late'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzhZofg1fXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/GyHDUGQVXbk/s72-c/alliwantforchristmas_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6330119341536536247</id><published>2009-12-26T00:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:12:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>just a little photo blog on stuffs I've been doing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTrbgzOkMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6xFbDiBjNjY/s1600-h/DSC_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTrbgzOkMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6xFbDiBjNjY/s400/DSC_0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419215109527343298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baking gingerbread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTrbAeOOXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/5uvMxLzATMs/s1600-h/DSC_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTrbAeOOXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/5uvMxLzATMs/s400/DSC_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419215100849305970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joyce eat your heart out HEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTraRzvvhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-6BjXQbUfnM/s1600-h/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTraRzvvhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-6BjXQbUfnM/s400/DSC_0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419215088323116562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;christmas treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsZlD2wKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-agEzKL3WZQ/s1600-h/DSC_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsZlD2wKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-agEzKL3WZQ/s400/DSC_0443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419216175822717090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my mum did all the baking while I got to mess around with icing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsZGBN6mI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IvP9xI7EdTo/s1600-h/DSC_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsZGBN6mI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IvP9xI7EdTo/s400/DSC_0441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419216167490153058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;most of the gingerbreadmen are MIA here cos they were cooling off in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsY0EGcOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3AWgUhee8y4/s1600-h/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsY0EGcOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3AWgUhee8y4/s400/DSC_0436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419216162670407906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;box and mini-house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsYgkT1mI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hwDmm3nVNxM/s1600-h/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsYgkT1mI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/hwDmm3nVNxM/s400/DSC_0435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419216157436794466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;box again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTurTjU9aI/AAAAAAAAAew/WP0-_zFcPuM/s1600-h/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTurTjU9aI/AAAAAAAAAew/WP0-_zFcPuM/s400/DSC_0446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419218679383782818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the terrorist gingerbread-man my sis made lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsYDd-III/AAAAAAAAAeI/PCxaUijzKs8/s1600-h/DSC_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTsYDd-III/AAAAAAAAAeI/PCxaUijzKs8/s400/DSC_0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419216149625577602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTraP-oS9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/aW_Kssv0PV4/s1600-h/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTraP-oS9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/aW_Kssv0PV4/s400/DSC_0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419215087831894994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kun Kun and Gatomon!&lt;br /&gt;plushies I sewed in time for Comic Fiesta!&lt;br /&gt;by the end of it, I got myself sick and inhaled&lt;br /&gt;a handful of fluff into my lungs +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTusO1djZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/HkoWm1dSe_w/s1600-h/DSC_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTusO1djZI/AAAAAAAAAfA/HkoWm1dSe_w/s400/DSC_0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419218695297535378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Homemade dessert: Pavlova with Passionfruit &amp;amp; Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTusRusIGI/AAAAAAAAAfI/CPHJz1diLE8/s1600-h/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTusRusIGI/AAAAAAAAAfI/CPHJz1diLE8/s400/DSC_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419218696074436706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the meringue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTusn0fvgI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3NRciU24_bw/s1600-h/DSC_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTusn0fvgI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3NRciU24_bw/s400/DSC_0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419218702004370946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my second helping. This was by far the best Pavlova I've ever eaten.&lt;br /&gt;and it barely put a dent in my pocket ;) Thanks Mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTurqjgKWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IQjxKHjzCBo/s1600-h/DSC_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTurqjgKWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IQjxKHjzCBo/s400/DSC_0448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419218685558532450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the roast chicken i missed out on :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys enjoy your holidays! : D or whats left of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6330119341536536247?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6330119341536536247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6330119341536536247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6330119341536536247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6330119341536536247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SzTrbgzOkMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6xFbDiBjNjY/s72-c/DSC_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6081537192253012656</id><published>2009-12-20T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:26:36.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>searching for oneself</title><content type='html'>i'm trying to make a list of things to prepare for the next term, and that includes working on my portfolio/ demoreel, sending out resumes, creating kick ass works for the Student Creative Awards (yes I'm gonna sweep them all! Basheer vouchers! Rawrgh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I do that, I need to make sure my efforts go in the right direction.  And I have no idea which road to take : [ Everybody says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just go for something you're good at&lt;/span&gt;" if only it were that easy! I'm the jack of all trades but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;master of none&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so torn lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'll spend some time on soul searching. Start putting thought into my future. What I want, who I am, where I wanna be, stuff like that but in greater detail. I know this should've been done earlier but I thought I could wait it out and maybe discover something I especially like. Though that's been very difficult to do because throughout the course I've been stretched in all directions, made to work on a very very wide range of tasks within a short period of time : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries! I'll pick one I like a little bit more than the rest and hopefully find my way from there. God speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I hope to be in the shadow of a truly awesome leader. I'll be grovelling at their feet and never let go +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While giving myself a manicure I got bitten on my underarm by a mysterious bug. Now its all swelled up and insanely itchy. Its like they knew when I'd be at my most vulnerable. They just knew when my hands would be rendered immobile by the wet coat of nail polish. They knew I wouldnt be able to scratch the itch. THEY KNOW! and BUGS ARE EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read on a website that "There are no ugly women, only lazy ones"  : ( I should be more dilligent where my beauty is concerned! Clearly a heck lot of effort required lol! The stress has made a mess out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only just looked up the meaning of "neurotic" and that is  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A person prone to excessive anxiety and emotional upset". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm indignant. My brother used to call me that years ago and I thought it meant something along the lines of retardedness. I thought he meant I was goofy or something. Which was pretty cool. But emotionally unstable?!?! T_T pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh Christmas is so near and I'm not gonna have enough time to prepare for it. Never had a chance for a proper retail therapy in the past 4 months, and my shopping buddies are already sick of Pavilion. Ah, the lament of an enslaved TOA student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright going off for some beauty sleep. Gym tomorrow, I'm gonna get some endorphines pumping through the pain of working out! : D (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didnt get my biology wrong did i?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6081537192253012656?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6081537192253012656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6081537192253012656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6081537192253012656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6081537192253012656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/12/searching-for-oneself.html' title='searching for oneself'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5706351588078728752</id><published>2009-12-12T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:13:38.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>Wooo</title><content type='html'>finally the last presentation/major deadline of the term. One small submission due next week but no biggie - or is it.... D: I have a pretty big comission to complete by Saturday DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only got two free weeks till the next term begins so it'll be pure studying and researching for the final project's work. I wish I had more time to develop my skills and ideas : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but time isn't something you can ask from someone else. Time is something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you-make-for-yourself&lt;/span&gt;. If you're not willing to sacrifice the time to create awesome work, if you can't even believe in the fact that you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; survive the sacrifice of a social life and 10 hour sleep(srsly, anybody who sleeps 10 hrs is a hedonistic sinner -_-), then awesome is clearly not for you. Don't complain and blame your incompetence on someone else who's doing all that and more. (Damn you Randy lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Better effort in time management for me. Lots of stuff to catch up on! I graduate in April omg - and I'm no where near industry professional standards. To still be handing in student-level work at this point.. I dont know how am I gonna get a job lol. I need to set the bar higher for myself and never settle for less.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unless I really had to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing though, in my rush to be in the rat race, I pray I dont lose sight of whats important. Money. money. and more money. Jk! if that were true I'd srsly be in the wrong direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5706351588078728752?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5706351588078728752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5706351588078728752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5706351588078728752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5706351588078728752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/12/wooo.html' title='Wooo'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2284982444754080737</id><published>2009-10-12T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:27:07.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its not over</title><content type='html'>aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrghhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2284982444754080737?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2284982444754080737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2284982444754080737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2284982444754080737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2284982444754080737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-over.html' title='its not over'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1977048412171515359</id><published>2009-09-12T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:32:05.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rekindlings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>berhenti berharap</title><content type='html'>I went thru my ext.hd and found my old collections of songs and found my most favourite malay song of all time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhenti Berharap, Sheila on 7 :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MF_9gEuRnWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MF_9gEuRnWg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Sephia too. Though this is the best song from them ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1977048412171515359?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1977048412171515359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1977048412171515359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1977048412171515359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1977048412171515359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/09/berhenti-berharap.html' title='berhenti berharap'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2754601840202292916</id><published>2009-09-11T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:53:50.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>granny pannies</title><content type='html'>argh! internet's been a jerk lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best piece and most effective of clothing in human history designed to &lt;strike&gt;deny&lt;/strike&gt;suppress a woman's femininity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny Panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SqpHtrzyjTI/AAAAAAAAAcc/suLUUEG1MJg/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SqpHtrzyjTI/AAAAAAAAAcc/suLUUEG1MJg/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380191555027111218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mum to pick up a pair of knickers for me at Jusco &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(in great desperation)&lt;/span&gt; and she handed me a shopping bag containing pairs of what looked like granny panties. In beige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me :Um. I think these are yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum :No, you asked me to buy them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: ... thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my mum's cruel little methods of enforcing celibacy on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2754601840202292916?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2754601840202292916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2754601840202292916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2754601840202292916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2754601840202292916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/09/granny-pannies.html' title='granny pannies'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SqpHtrzyjTI/AAAAAAAAAcc/suLUUEG1MJg/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6712241378466060380</id><published>2009-09-09T08:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:46:15.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>oh.crap.</title><content type='html'>So i was forcibly woken up at 7am, 4 cruel hrs after I managed to sleep cuz of.. stuff I have to do before a certain class at 1pm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[which are not assignments fyi]&lt;/span&gt; I wake up with barely 10% brain processing power choking and wheezing to start and I groggily make my way to my comp and after clicking through my usual routine, I realise [after clumsily smudging top coat all over my nails and fingers] and it dawned on me, the true... depth of the crap hole.. I have amazingly dugged myself in. I stared at my screen with bloodshot eyes. All brain activity ceased to halt. Dramatic revelation music echoed in my ears. My stomach churned. And I feel like utter crap. No words can describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I elaborate on this crap I've made of myself, watch this insanely cute thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i37LXvoWMsA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i37LXvoWMsA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress. So.. I guess.. the moral of the story is.. nothing good ever comes out of waking up early in the ungodly hours of 7am! My life is in shambles! I just wanna go back to sleep and deny the reality. I really rather be chased by whales right now. T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! 090909 happpyyy birthday HAU YEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6712241378466060380?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6712241378466060380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6712241378466060380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6712241378466060380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6712241378466060380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohcrap.html' title='oh.crap.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6115833722001814598</id><published>2009-08-28T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:49:28.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>nervous!</title><content type='html'>la la la la la kerjalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari hari bosan dengan kerja ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go back to college and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i've last sewn! T_T i sure hope i dont screw up! wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6115833722001814598?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6115833722001814598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6115833722001814598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6115833722001814598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6115833722001814598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/nervous.html' title='nervous!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2255946905826409181</id><published>2009-08-23T00:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:36:18.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>whale rolling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SpAcF2V4yBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1fsJyCp8qnU/s1600-h/whalerolling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SpAcF2V4yBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1fsJyCp8qnU/s400/whalerolling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372825242265241618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click for sketchy fullview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I dreamt this crazy big ass whale surfaced and decided to roll-chase after me on the beach. It was relentless and it was scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2255946905826409181?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2255946905826409181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2255946905826409181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2255946905826409181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2255946905826409181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/whale-rolling.html' title='whale rolling'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SpAcF2V4yBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1fsJyCp8qnU/s72-c/whalerolling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1768286747205545767</id><published>2009-08-22T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:50:18.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>achey</title><content type='html'>I jogged yesterday and now ache everywhere +_+ cant... move! &gt;&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Girl Who Leaped Through Time. Its an awesome gorgeous anime-movie but I just didn't get the last part; "I'll wait for you in the future" "Yes, I'll be right there!" like whaaaaat? D:  She'd be fossil by the time she reaches his era of time machines and stuffs! what kind of promise is that? I'm so disappointed he didnt stick around, the bugger! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1768286747205545767?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1768286747205545767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1768286747205545767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1768286747205545767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1768286747205545767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/achey.html' title='achey'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4875055872570119198</id><published>2009-08-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T18:23:00.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>heeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4875055872570119198?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4875055872570119198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4875055872570119198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4875055872570119198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4875055872570119198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/heeeeeeeeeee.html' title='heeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-8522834668772460804</id><published>2009-08-19T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:02:23.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>+_+</title><content type='html'>Today i woke up at 10am, lounged around in bed till 11am, had cereal and milk for breakfast. messed around with the cat a bit. then bathed the dog, swept the porch. Cleaned the cat's litter box. Had lunch, watched an episode of Full Metal Alchemist, scrubbed the porch. Got pooped. My hands were red and blistery so I stopped. (pretty much half a year's worth of grime and dirt left to scrub off) Took a bath, cleaned up the mess the cat did on my bedroom floor. Watched Bride Wars. Did some research on the plushies. Looked at stuff I've to do over the holidays. Chatted. Went out to buy dinner. Back. Cleaned another mess the cat made. Stoned infront of comp. And now its 11:31pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I have not achieved anything and it feels shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 weeks holidays started yesterday, at 3pm. Yet I dont feel liberated, I dont really feel relieved. I continue to feel nervous, anxious, worried, burdened under the weight of impending responsibilities I'm gonna have to shoulder. The only light that shines throughout these 3 weeks is the fact I get to do what needs to be done when I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term was a reality check and I'm wiser now, though I'm wishing it wasn't so. Hau Yee came over last night and we had a good chat on work, people relations. It's been long since we last had that kind of talk and I really missed it +_+  its kind of strengthening somehow. Like chicken soup for the weary soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to hate the word 'chill'. Its my least favourite word in the whole english vocabulary. Hearing it takes an extra ounce of patience to pretend I didn't hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fsz, you bore a black miserable hole through my heart &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning the house is like fighting a losing battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I miss my mom :' (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I hate holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever lah. I'm just gonna work to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make things happen&lt;/span&gt; this holiday. For once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-8522834668772460804?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/8522834668772460804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=8522834668772460804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8522834668772460804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8522834668772460804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='+_+'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3836217249105852344</id><published>2009-08-16T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:30:18.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>the last hurdle</title><content type='html'>gah. one more mountain to climb before I reach the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its a mountain i'd so dearly love to just walk around -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant ignore it :( cos if i do i'll have to see kwan win AGAIN D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fluffy and puffy are gonna get a new friend!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my feet are gonna meet a new pair of heels!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheeheeeee happy thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'll start on AE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3836217249105852344?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3836217249105852344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3836217249105852344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3836217249105852344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3836217249105852344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-hurdle.html' title='the last hurdle'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-275402224031849981</id><published>2009-08-13T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:44:14.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>indecisive me.</title><content type='html'>gah. i cant make up my mind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should I get? a bag, a new pair of heels, or... a.. book... to.. study with... over the hols.... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a bag's the biggest priority but I havent found a bag worth getting while gorgeous heels are all over the place tempting me nuts! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn u charles and keith!!&lt;/span&gt;) and yet at the back of my mind, the voice of conscience is telling me to stop with the luxury items and focus on studying cos I did see a pretty good book at Basheer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I have plenty of good books I've not thoroughly gone through and the library at TOA is open during the hols. So yeah. But I'd reeeeaally reeeaallly like a new pair of heels TwT but I should really get that bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll get that bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can start working on lipsync.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-275402224031849981?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/275402224031849981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=275402224031849981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/275402224031849981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/275402224031849981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/indecisive-me.html' title='indecisive me.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6962404535290185960</id><published>2009-08-09T03:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T04:18:52.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>ta dah!</title><content type='html'>its 3am and i just cant sleep! and my torrents arent moving! why arent they! how am i gonna watch valkyria chronicles now! oh no! i smudged my nail polish! oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bombay sapphire gin tastes like soap and cologne. I'd like if it I were a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant seem to not think about him completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever! this is the best progress I've ever made! *pats self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you 6 years! ure in the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this senior Andrew (might be his name I forgot) said my voice is all high pitched and squeaky. Its kind of funny cos I've never really understood why people think my voice is squeaky eventhough people tell me so often. What I hear is a pleasant normal low pitched voice ringing in my head as I speak, and its sounds just as low as everybody else's. So I guess the voice I hear and what other people hear coming out of my mouth are two different things. I suppose its a good thing to have a unique voice, just that... its annoying! I never liked to hear the sound of my own voice recorded. It sounds completely different from how I know it! So I always wonder how people on the receiving end of the phone call withstand the sound of my voice. I'd never hold a conversation hearing a voice so highpitched urgh -_-.  If I had a choice, deep sexy would be the way to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6962404535290185960?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6962404535290185960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6962404535290185960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6962404535290185960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6962404535290185960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/ta-dah.html' title='ta dah!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1266309241067013703</id><published>2009-08-07T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:48:26.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>i changed my mind!</title><content type='html'>that dreadful feeling i always get before a birthday is back. i dont want anything to do with my birthday anymore -_- feels like something plain bad is gonna happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1266309241067013703?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1266309241067013703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1266309241067013703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1266309241067013703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1266309241067013703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-changed-my-mind.html' title='i changed my mind!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1585628364373789178</id><published>2009-08-01T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:37:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wont get used to it</title><content type='html'>stuff to add to the list of things i dislike U_U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adults &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they like to act like they're better and never stop reminding you about it but really actually fail at it. Can't trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they're bratty, immature and plain spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Protests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they cause standstill traffic jams all over KL. They should just riot somewhere else. Like penang. Or do it quietly. So that the cops wont go and make the rest of us suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this project to be over. Nightmare project of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1585628364373789178?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1585628364373789178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1585628364373789178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1585628364373789178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1585628364373789178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/08/wont-get-used-to-it.html' title='wont get used to it'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1274629643886934141</id><published>2009-07-29T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:04:27.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>gah.</title><content type='html'>sometimes i just wanna scream,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah but such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get used to it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expect it to happen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and work my way around it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1274629643886934141?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1274629643886934141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1274629643886934141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1274629643886934141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1274629643886934141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/07/gah.html' title='gah.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1492139435862822790</id><published>2009-07-20T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T03:08:49.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>haha okay some people really thought my birthday was on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4th of freaking june&lt;/span&gt; (previous post lol) but that was because it was the start of Dragonica's Open Beta! Gah. Assignments have pulled me far from my beloved game but its okay! Absence makes the heart grow fonder D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SmNrd42DbBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/b6LeMpCQZ6Q/s1600-h/windberry_by_mlynnz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SmNrd42DbBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/b6LeMpCQZ6Q/s400/windberry_by_mlynnz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360246142720502802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Ranger in Dragonica&lt;br /&gt;she looks kind of nicer when u view it fullsize.&lt;br /&gt;kind of out of proportion i know lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But really, my bday is on the 12th of august : ) And its just right before a MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR SUBMISSION, so I wont celebrate it till much later D:&lt;/span&gt; hehe I dont mean to sound stuck up but I have a thing agaisnt Facebook bday wishes. So please either call me or email me or sumfink &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys got a month to start saving up lol. JK. I'm planning to celebrate my bday a bit different this year. :D But yeah I won't get to party till after the finals which would be in... September or something. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless us all. I'm scared stiff about my final projects ]x especially VST! Somehow producing a 10-man cast short movie is just so.. scary and daunting ;_; I mean.. 2 main characters were hard enough now its 5 times the number D: pretty much 5 times the shots and and.. *gaaaahh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through somehow, won't we, bus squeeze? and jonathan. heh.&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/884245085777542060-1492139435862822790?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1492139435862822790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1492139435862822790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1492139435862822790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1492139435862822790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SmNrd42DbBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/b6LeMpCQZ6Q/s72-c/windberry_by_mlynnz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3156354365960864762</id><published>2009-07-12T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:06:35.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>omg shit no</title><content type='html'>after spring cleaning the house in the morning, i figured i started my lazy sunday with some blog hopping before i jumped straight into work. until i read, on Aurelia's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"--9th week is over. There's another 4 or 5 more weeks to go....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5?!?!?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Just where was I these past few weeks?!!?!?! I've always been thinking there's got to be  ATLEAST 9 - 8 more weeks left in this term!!!&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAaaaahhh!! WHAT THE HECK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead! dead! DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh slkjsfklsafdf. How the heck are we going to pull off a whole production shot in a mere 4 weeks?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. U_U. I can do it. I can! the worst that could happen is that they'd just end up crappy. It wont be the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaaahhhhhh &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3156354365960864762?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3156354365960864762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3156354365960864762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3156354365960864762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3156354365960864762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-shit-no.html' title='omg shit no'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4722777948636616590</id><published>2009-07-11T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T03:00:28.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SleOecTZi2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/guteBhkuG78/s1600-h/burn+copy_smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SleOecTZi2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/guteBhkuG78/s400/burn+copy_smaller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356906935425272674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for fun. and a kind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let-go&lt;/span&gt; therapy. cuz i dont really have photos to burn haha they're all in soft copy. i love rough brush strokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes hurt &gt;&lt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlePBHuvOdI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BtR8DaIml8U/s1600-h/myeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlePBHuvOdI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BtR8DaIml8U/s400/myeyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356907531198216658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so im off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4722777948636616590?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4722777948636616590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4722777948636616590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4722777948636616590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4722777948636616590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/07/burn.html' title='burn'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SleOecTZi2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/guteBhkuG78/s72-c/burn+copy_smaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-8690182647726276100</id><published>2009-07-05T22:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:28:01.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>news from beyond the grave</title><content type='html'>hello. i've been alive sort of D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's Monday, and my weekends have felt like nothing but a blur. The 2 most important days of the week all a blur T_T darn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC6yxXeD5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/1s80H7M7Zt8/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC6yxXeD5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/1s80H7M7Zt8/s400/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354985338351521682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so glad when Monday was OFFICIALLY a class-free day as stated on the schedule for DG75-1, BUT then... VST had to have replacement classes at 10f&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reaking&lt;/span&gt;am (what an ungodly hour!!) and Compositing Class was moved to a Monday night. So there goes our Monday paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC7EYE1B4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Q7ZHN1VVo1A/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC7EYE1B4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Q7ZHN1VVo1A/s400/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354985640800094082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally graduated from an obsolete handphone! : D When the ol'nokia died, heaven's sun rays fell upon me and I finally got a phone I'm not afraid to use in public! Although, I must say living without a handphone for a while was pretty liberating, the only bad side was my mum furious cuz she couldnt get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC-8C0ez2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/bkOn2zQNvXA/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC-8C0ez2I/AAAAAAAAAbc/bkOn2zQNvXA/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354989895701942114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello Jay Chou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyhoo ~ my latest craze are manicures. Well, just the painting part. I've just recently bought a konad plate and a new colour and I went crazy on my nails. They're my new joy. When ure down and weary working on your comp from dawn to dusk to dawn and to dusk without sleep, life just seems bleak and pointless sometimes. But not with these nails ~! (last week's nails, my fav by far. no konads yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC-8Z6-wCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/7PmkBtLjedM/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC-8Z6-wCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/7PmkBtLjedM/s400/DSC00100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354989901903216674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;instant happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect my phone makes people's skin look good. Either that or its the blurriness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlDF4ULs5zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/R7ogWdw5-ik/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlDF4ULs5zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/R7ogWdw5-ik/s400/DSC00106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354997528224655154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;potential models for biotherm lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-8690182647726276100?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/8690182647726276100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=8690182647726276100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8690182647726276100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8690182647726276100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-from-beyond-grave.html' title='news from beyond the grave'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SlC6yxXeD5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/1s80H7M7Zt8/s72-c/DSC00011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4379854336666389815</id><published>2009-06-01T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:15:46.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>its my birthday!</title><content type='html'>on the 4th of freakin' JUNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaaahhh ~~!!! now i'm too excited to work! *jumps around happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragoniccaaaaa &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4379854336666389815?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4379854336666389815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4379854336666389815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4379854336666389815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4379854336666389815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-my-birthday.html' title='its my birthday!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2135971026821670173</id><published>2009-05-30T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:12:12.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>homework</title><content type='html'>For business and client management class, we're supposed to come up with a business plan in the food industry. I'm not exactly the businesswoman type but I love love love love to watch the Asian Food Channel, especially Restaurant Makeover&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Igor is cute.  So I came up with an idea for a pretty much hi-class cafeteria (think Subway, Ikea foods) which is something I think Sunway is severely lacking... and one week later I realize I can't really imagine the actual concept materializing in real life lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah but the work process is gonna be lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm pooped U_U  nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2135971026821670173?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2135971026821670173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2135971026821670173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2135971026821670173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2135971026821670173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/05/homework.html' title='homework'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4754841498905888067</id><published>2009-05-28T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:15:45.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>ah life.</title><content type='html'>modelling's sort of done, now's the time for texturing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hot and humid here U_U. ugh, in trying to save more electricty by not using the aircond unless super necessary, i take more baths, thus using more water, more soap and electricity for the hair dryer. though I guess in the long run I still save more. I wish someone of divine powers would pick us up and drop us somewhere a little further from the equator where its cooler T_T maybe a little near hong kong. that might be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4754841498905888067?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4754841498905888067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4754841498905888067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4754841498905888067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4754841498905888067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/05/ah-life.html' title='ah life.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2160130175110492980</id><published>2009-05-10T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:15:31.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh college.</title><content type='html'>its back to the never-ending grinding of assignments. I hope I have enough strength and patience to not just pass, but kick ass this time. I've been vowing to kick Randy's ass at the beginning of every term, but my sleepiness and laziness always got in the way. However, this term will be different. I can feel it in my bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not play until work is done. i will not play until work is done. i will not play until work is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just got to get the Dragonica craze out of my system &gt;&lt; too bad its the CBT! Noooo windberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oookay. first things first. List of to dos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. clean out my room! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;2. organize my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;3. organize my desk.&lt;br /&gt;4. box up stuff i dont need.&lt;br /&gt;5. ..........&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ah i just wanna jump off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be depressedly excited or excitedly depressed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaning towards the former. although i'm not too sure what the difference is lol. but I do know I'm excited and low on happy hormones at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2160130175110492980?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2160130175110492980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2160130175110492980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2160130175110492980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2160130175110492980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-college.html' title='oh college.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-172230214395793641</id><published>2009-05-02T23:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:25:52.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>its Malaysian</title><content type='html'>its Malaysian to think that anything Malaysian is hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i read reviews and comments about anything Malaysian-made gone wrong, it wont be complete unless there's a following comment by someone saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; to do? made in Malaysia ma&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my new pet peeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its agitating whenever i hear it and i hear it often, but its to be expected coming from defunct products of Malaysia like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended this 'conference' called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Supermotion&lt;/span&gt; during KL Design Week, where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reknown&lt;/span&gt; international graphic designers and animators were invited to share. Okay, where organization is concerned, the conference earned an ABSOLUTE FAIL from me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;The host sounded like he got attitude, the auditorium was darkened except on stage and a speaker was talking, yet phones were ringing, people were talking and lots of camera lights were flashing (it should be banned). When on stage lights needed to be turned off for a projection, the poor speaker had to ask not once, but a hundred times, and I could actually hear people in the control room (I sat far back) laughing and having their own conversations, drowning out the voice of the speaker. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; suppose they thought it was soundproof despite the control room obviously&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; having a solid piece of transparent medium between it and the auditorium. You'd think after the first time they'd start paying attention to each of the speaker's stage light needs but no, it took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; 5 - minutes for the Speaker to get the crew to turn off the lights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; they needed to show something on the projector. Okay I sort of digressed, but this part's related to the subject : one of the sound cables decided to die in the middle of a screening(took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; for them to run up and down looking for one), so the auditorium lights were all lighted, everything was put to a halt, people were groaning, and as the speaker was asking for a replacement,  one woman screamed "Malaysia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Boleh&lt;/span&gt;!" ever so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sarcastic'ly&lt;/span&gt; for all asunder to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what the fuck that was supposed to mean, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. But it definitely wasn't the slightest bit encouraging or patriotic. If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; so exhausted (rushed to the conference after 2 nights up and a final), I'd have jumped to my feet, found the offending woman, and whacked her toothless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; suppose the invited speakers will come back here. We've annoyed them enough, though I was never so ashamed to have a person like her a fellow countrymen, apart from our beloved tax leeching fat cats, Mat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rempits&lt;/span&gt; - and yeah the list goes on, but the truth is, its not that bad. Sure where mentality is concerned, most of us have a lot to catch up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; what we should know in this age &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; included in our severely lacking education system and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;afailureofa&lt;/span&gt; Moral Subject and its not like our teachers or parents  would know or could teach us since they weren't taught about them in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how was anybody supposed to know its rude to squat on a toilet seat when the only toilet they've ever seen was one dug out in their own backyard? How's anybody to be considerate and look at the big picture, when all they've been trained to is to take care and look no where else beyond themselves? and how is anybody to expect much from teachers when their quality's set so low and the pay so little? How are the Chinese and Malays supposed to get along when they continuously build up a language barrier between themselves (applicable to Chinese school students whose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mandrin&lt;/span&gt; is impeccable but suck at other languages, same with the Malays and their Malay). How are our self declared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; Malay egomaniacs supposed to know they're nothing but hot gas when they've never seen a true representation of a Malaysian face besides the conceited ass they see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I hear and see you complaining, but it's not like you're gonna get your fat ass out of your comfort zone and do something about it. So shut up already. Write a letter, hold your own conference, organize a campaign. Or just do it in the little things, like watch your racist mouth when you're in public, and try to befriend someone who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; in your own little racist groupie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-172230214395793641?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/172230214395793641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=172230214395793641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/172230214395793641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/172230214395793641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-malaysian.html' title='its Malaysian'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1661140423462895770</id><published>2009-04-19T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:26:13.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>adventures of adri n emma!</title><content type='html'>(and other random pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYlYyL1yI/AAAAAAAAAbE/BKAu6vD8o-o/s1600-h/smilingadri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYlYyL1yI/AAAAAAAAAbE/BKAu6vD8o-o/s400/smilingadri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326307646138734370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adri happily mixing up pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwLJvx5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BJKE72prAbY/s1600-h/adriee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwLJvx5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BJKE72prAbY/s400/adriee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326306731946395538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adri  in P Ramlee's music video, Ode to Nasi Lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwYwHbHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/IhLHyCjL6ZI/s1600-h/adrieeagain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwYwHbHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/IhLHyCjL6ZI/s400/adrieeagain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326306735596989554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;at the museum!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYk7EGIVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YH_MnhJYZPs/s1600-h/moar_adri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYk7EGIVI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YH_MnhJYZPs/s400/moar_adri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326307638160793938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adri very excited for pepper lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYks9qtII/AAAAAAAAAak/njFuUO_RqcA/s1600-h/atpepperlunchh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYks9qtII/AAAAAAAAAak/njFuUO_RqcA/s400/atpepperlunchh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326307634375734402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwpQtRhI/AAAAAAAAAac/FiNh_0H1feQ/s1600-h/adrihome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwpQtRhI/AAAAAAAAAac/FiNh_0H1feQ/s400/adrihome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326306740028655122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bring an Adri home today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYkvJtgxI/AAAAAAAAAas/y_gCN41t0sg/s1600-h/brilliant.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwWW5w6I/AAAAAAAAAaU/b9vmNts1A8M/s1600-h/adriflagging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwWW5w6I/AAAAAAAAAaU/b9vmNts1A8M/s400/adriflagging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326306734954365858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we chased the bus down bukit bintang but as we were&lt;br /&gt;about to get on, the bus driver ran down for a leak D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwfGIqBI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1zLE4VDRM_M/s1600-h/adrieeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerXwfGIqBI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1zLE4VDRM_M/s400/adrieeeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326306737299957778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYkx-wCII/AAAAAAAAAa0/MUmrCwl02YE/s1600-h/crazeelights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYkx-wCII/AAAAAAAAAa0/MUmrCwl02YE/s400/crazeelights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326307635722455170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;crazeee lights by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYkvJtgxI/AAAAAAAAAas/y_gCN41t0sg/s1600-h/brilliant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYkvJtgxI/AAAAAAAAAas/y_gCN41t0sg/s400/brilliant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326307634963120914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1661140423462895770?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1661140423462895770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1661140423462895770' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1661140423462895770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1661140423462895770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventures-of-adri-n-emma.html' title='adventures of adri n emma!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SerYlYyL1yI/AAAAAAAAAbE/BKAu6vD8o-o/s72-c/smilingadri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-7706451800549951950</id><published>2009-04-13T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:16:49.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>fuckity fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz asked me once, "dont technical problems just put you off this industry?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. very much so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picks up self help book*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reminded of a conversation i had not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just installed the latest msn and it needs getting used to lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bastard :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its not the program at fault. its the user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugger. i take it that bastard has a poor command of english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt my life so insignificant and meaningless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-7706451800549951950?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/7706451800549951950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=7706451800549951950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7706451800549951950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7706451800549951950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuckity-fuck.html' title='fuckity fuck'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-960688348521072748</id><published>2009-04-08T01:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:23:18.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>frog+princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SduLrY6UGHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ve4ufMcsUg8/s1600-h/frogprincess+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SduLrY6UGHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ve4ufMcsUg8/s400/frogprincess+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322000962206046322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speedpainting with Shereendar, Hafiz and Randy (cos mimi chickened out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link to everybody's speedpaint :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fizzyboi.deviantart.com/art/sp-frog-princess-118434162"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shereendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(will be updated shortly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-960688348521072748?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/960688348521072748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=960688348521072748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/960688348521072748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/960688348521072748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/04/frogprincess.html' title='frog+princess'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SduLrY6UGHI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ve4ufMcsUg8/s72-c/frogprincess+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2562959811216495719</id><published>2009-04-06T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:27:01.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>art jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SdnDkFmIU-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/tL75uAvX3gc/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SdnDkFmIU-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/tL75uAvX3gc/s400/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321499459459765218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/2430/mermaid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 328px;" src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/2430/mermaid1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe here's an art jam work I did with Joyce(first one's mine, second's Joyce's), centered around painting, typo, posters and mermaids. I had no idea where I was going with this lol, but I think I should plan my typo before painting next time D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2562959811216495719?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2562959811216495719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2562959811216495719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2562959811216495719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2562959811216495719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-jam.html' title='art jam'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SdnDkFmIU-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/tL75uAvX3gc/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1658336564025422266</id><published>2009-04-05T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T05:16:50.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>back to the boards</title><content type='html'>I finally get a month to myself. Well sort of. Its just a little under a month to do all the things I haven't been able to do for the past year and won't get to do for the next. So I created this mind-list of a thousand and one things to do - preferably achieved in the next 24 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up with the weather in my head a whole lot clearer than it was yesterday(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if u've said anything to me yesterday, sorry its been completely forgotten!&lt;/span&gt;), and now that the fog's cleared, its revealed a swarm of mental &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must do!&lt;/span&gt; post-it notes buzzing around me, begging for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am overwhelmed and at a complete loss at what to do D:&lt;br /&gt;I am excited, worried, depressed, nervous, guilty, yet hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;but nothing's going to change unless I end my honeymoon here and get myself organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its back to the drawing board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the graceful ager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all my old friends, I'll be turning 20 soon (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12 August don't forget! and don't you dare wish me on Facebook! I'll ignore you.&lt;/span&gt;)  but I barely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; 19 let alone the big two zero. I figured people in their 20s were automatically matured, smarter, practically a highly sensible and responsible adult overnight. Like it just fills your veins the moment u've got a 2 in the tenth digit of your age. At the moment, I feel like I just got out of school last month. It all feels like a fuzzy never ending year since the last day I wore my school uniform. I know I've learnt and grown a fair bit, but it sure doesnt seem grown up enough to feel like a 20 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I don't want to grow up. I was going to go into my twenties kicking and screaming, and introducing myself as a 19 year old to people till I'm 25, and stay 25 until I'm 35. Or atleast for as long I as could get away with it. Cuz there are things I rather bite my own tongue for than give up with my age. But I know there's no point staying a kid forever, infact its for the better, and I bitterly accept it. or so I tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good dream last night. Its got to be the best I ever had. If I ever dreamt anything with a storyline, it would always be left hanging, ending with the main character continuously searching, never achieving what she set out to do. I really hated those dreams. I always dreamt about the effort, the chasing, the running after and the obstacles, but I never ever once did I even see a glimpse of the end and whatever it is she was looking for, be it a watch, or a person, or a place. It just eludes her no matter how hard she tried. Its not very confidence-building if you cant even dream of a dream coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways : D the chain of non-achieving dreams has been broken! cos she found him in the end &lt;3 amidst the choas of the end of the world, she still found him. I wasnt very thrilled to be in another search-dream, but I kept hoping. And I was very pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inspired by Studio 4C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1658336564025422266?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1658336564025422266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1658336564025422266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1658336564025422266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1658336564025422266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-boards.html' title='back to the boards'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5635899641267986793</id><published>2009-04-03T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:59:05.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laziness'/><title type='text'>heaven on earth</title><content type='html'>oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clouds are parting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already a quarter to midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hell in here its E D E N, its PARADISE, its HEAVEN ON EARTH, its the holidayyyyyss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I feel so washed out like a 10 tonne truck reversed and ran over me 20 times, but its cool cos I'm still so drunk on the euphoriaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh holidaayyyyyyyysss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR WEEKS OF RELATIVE FREEDOM G'DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I grew up believing a 9 - 5, Monday to Friday and 9 - 1 on Saturdays job would be lifesucking. how how how wrong. like.. very wrong. If I knew I'd be working like this before I checked "Digital Animation" in the registration slip, I'd be checking Advertising.. or.. Multimedia(maybe not) instead or I probably wont even be in TOA, I'd be studying business or something at Taylors. Though, I think my lifestyle as of now is pretty cool, it really pushes you to uh... places u never thought u'd reach. But its kind of distorted and twisted my view on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kids are the last things I wanna be near. They're cute and sweet but to be admired 100 meters away.&lt;br /&gt;2. Its a sin to be free-er than I am, therefore if you've more time to kill than I do, ure lazier.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't understand why shops only open at 10.30am and close so early at 10pm. when can I do my shopping then??&lt;br /&gt;4. [ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was removed due to its inhumane and cruel nature. &lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear in the working world? Well besides technical glitches and Shyts happening, is to meet a peer / adult behaving like a kid. Gosh, being stuck with them in a team is far worse than being trapped and locked up with 30 12-year-olds(cos smart alecs are irritating) in a confinement unit. It takes even more patience and godliness to NOT club them to death with my tripod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the mother of all fears that beats even the most idiotic teammate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; looking 50 at 30 omg T________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIVE FREEDOM IS HERE!! woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5635899641267986793?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5635899641267986793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5635899641267986793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5635899641267986793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5635899641267986793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/04/heaven-on-earth.html' title='heaven on earth'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4637489376745826405</id><published>2009-03-31T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:04:01.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>spree</title><content type='html'>Not too long after the last post I found out that the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; box animation was really due on a Friday! Upon realising that, I took out my savings for the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; (I'm probably never gonna get it at this rate) and blew it all on a shopping spree with Joyce at Mid V. I'm so glad. I feel lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to square one on saving up for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; (for the 3rd time). It'll take me two more months of dedication, discipline, and deprivation to get to it, but I'm happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing girly things on this blog. After I try out the stuff's I've bought maybe I'll write reviews on them. I've been reading beauty / shopping / fashion blogs and magazines lately (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marianne's totally rubbed off on me although credits also go to Liwen and Kit Li&lt;/span&gt;) and I'm no beauty expert but I do feel the need to talk about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that hasnt got to do with work, my personal life(cos its so uneventful and undramatic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is actually how I like it though its boring&lt;/span&gt;), places and events I go to (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i only ever go out once in a blue moon thanks to the nature of my work&lt;/span&gt;), the gym (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what else is there to say except to complain about how fat I am and how much more effort I should spend in it?&lt;/span&gt;), Fluffy and puffy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im sure u're all sick of listening to me coo over how cute they are by now&lt;/span&gt;, besides I don't wanna risk anybody selling me off to PETA, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isnt that right Mimi, Shereendar and Marianne?&lt;/span&gt;) and my opinions (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, all I think of is crap and I dont think I can get away without stringing my sentences in every other post.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tadah! I finally thought of a new topic to blog about : my stuff 8D. I think you'll find the story of my green striped curtains very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some very interesting pm-s on msn I've read lately :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is not a condition irs a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; choice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya tak ber&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maya&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAAH GET IT?! Tak bermaya untuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;maya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?! hahahaha omg XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4637489376745826405?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4637489376745826405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4637489376745826405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4637489376745826405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4637489376745826405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/spree.html' title='spree'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-848690176263637982</id><published>2009-03-30T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:43:15.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>gdah.</title><content type='html'>ah thats one big one over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another big one on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and two heavy assignments due first thing next term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two very heavy comissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks left of my "term break"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U_U i dont know what to make out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i blog about it here to let it sink in my head that i can't afford to unwind this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still rather peeved at being called a "kepo". I don't know why its still getting to me lol, BUT I AM NOT ONE DAMMIT.  just cos I read ONE POST of a journal on deviantart?! what does it make you then?! a pot calling a kettle black! a burnt, soot covered, rusty pot fyi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. just making a big deal out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess being called kepo by a bigger kepo is one of my pet peeves, along with being told to "chill" "relax" or "chillax" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; . try it. you get to walk around with your head detached from your neck after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop saying "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 28th of march was probably one of the worst but better days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a lot of things i want to do and so little time to do it and i know i havent got the time to just drop it all and walk out to take a breather.. U_U but i think i'll just do it cos if i dont it's all gonna fall apart anyways. my creative juices are barely moving and they're just stagnant, pretty much rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whats another two days of hardcore maya-ing. U_U just two more damn days to wednesday! and i'll be relatively free! wooo relative freedom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant bloody wait to go to Penang!! Joyce are u still up for it? Bring your tripod and we can whack suspicious strangers on the road to death with it. It should be a good way to relieve stress. Besides stuffing ourselves silly with ice kacang laksa and all the hawker goodies! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to relative freedom! banzai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-848690176263637982?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/848690176263637982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=848690176263637982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/848690176263637982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/848690176263637982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/gdah.html' title='gdah.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5920431873762688078</id><published>2009-03-20T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:56:41.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>past week. can't string.</title><content type='html'>am nervous.  scary computer problem.  stabilized  - for now. anxiety giving cramps, diarrhea.  could puke blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to scan id. cindy will kill. quite scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will go to mall. lazy and reluctant. but retail therapy necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will volunteer.  zoo. afraid. Adri scheming. may not come back alive. hyena feed. puffy inherits everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called kepo. indignant. unforgivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next next week we club. i said. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats what they all say&lt;/span&gt;" josh said. offended but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overnighting. "coffee is bad. your boobs are huge" said random guy. flattered, insulted. coffee good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5920431873762688078?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5920431873762688078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5920431873762688078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5920431873762688078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5920431873762688078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/past-week-cant-string.html' title='past week. can&apos;t string.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-7189408430746641487</id><published>2009-03-12T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T03:38:31.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>hello lucy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SbgTIuxNB1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/hriXazec_bI/s1600-h/lucy+portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SbgTIuxNB1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/hriXazec_bI/s400/lucy+portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312016801197786962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speed painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-7189408430746641487?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/7189408430746641487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=7189408430746641487' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7189408430746641487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7189408430746641487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-lucy.html' title='hello lucy'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SbgTIuxNB1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/hriXazec_bI/s72-c/lucy+portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4734865823668904176</id><published>2009-03-09T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:38:11.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>don't sleep with your face on the pillow</title><content type='html'>I dreamt i got really mad at someone in my 2 hour procrastinating nap. but when i opened my mouth and tried to scream my lungs out, i couldnt!  So I kept trying, pushing, squeezing out as much sound as possible till I was pink in the face, but ah, not a single squeak from me. It was as if there was an invisible sock in my throat. The more I couldnt the angrier I was so I tried harder. Until I woke up still trying to scream but then I choked and got up spluttering and wheezing. No wonder la I couldnt scream. I was sleeping with my face down on the pillow. How to breathe let alone scold ppl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more useful tips from sagely Emms in the near future :D stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hormone storm has passed and I am back - not necessarily sane - but in a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; more sane&lt;/span&gt; state of mind. So I say this now, God doesnt hate me and I always knew that at the back of my mind &gt;_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4734865823668904176?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4734865823668904176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4734865823668904176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4734865823668904176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4734865823668904176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-sleep-with-your-face-on-pillow.html' title='don&apos;t sleep with your face on the pillow'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3779314632761260594</id><published>2009-03-07T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:25:55.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>[rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh what is this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE BLOODY EVENTS IN ONE DAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all just as important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE SAME TIME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why la 28th March?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody fishnets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  have a terrible pms and I just cant help but think God secretly hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the moment I'm financially able I'm going to tie up my fallopian tubes and staple my uterus or something. I am NOT getting kids! D: I carry the idiot genes in me and the thought of ever having a kid like my sister is a good enough motivation for me to abstain not till marriage, but for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh that felt good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to the topic at hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make better choices with my time. Like instead of going downstairs to have a little midnight munch infront of the tv, I should've sat here and done something productive. Like reorganizing my files. Or a quick speedpainting session D: or did some research and thinking on my next assignments. Or watch a Disney movie and study its timing or what nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast I wouldnt feel as guilty as I do now when I could've felt a lot better for accomplishing something instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should srsly kick up my discipline (which has held little or no control over me since the day I was born) and try for some better self improvement. Or else I'll be stuck in this dark bleak vortex of crappy work and dissatisfaction. Ahh the kiasu in me will have me wringing my own neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hope by blogging about it here it'll help push me to really work at it.  I'd hate to lose face after saying all these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. and just when I thought there might be a light at the end of the tunnel, today's class cemented and walled up whatever little rays of hope were left to having a life this holiday -_- okay its not actually that bad. they only just closed up 75% of that hole.There's still a vague 25% left of my time and whether I can bank on it depends on my efficiency in the 75%! And who knows if I actually worked quick and hard enough I'd get more than 25% of my time left to spend taking on my own projects and having a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pwrr of positive thinking : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm still down thanks to the 3 events colliding on the same date. sigh sigh sigh sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3779314632761260594?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3779314632761260594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3779314632761260594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3779314632761260594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3779314632761260594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6951187581288255126</id><published>2009-03-03T12:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:55:40.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>Saladin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-029237102786543223 visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyVydyizL1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyVydyizL1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyVydyizL1Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the high quality trailer of Saladin by Silver Ant that's won a bunch of awards. The animation here is probably a bit better than the actual series (done by another production house). And I think its awesome too.  I have absolutely no complaints except for the one non-flattering scene where they did a overhead view of both fleet of  ships&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; approaching each other. cos from there it kind of looked like a little toy boat war, the way they appeared to vibrate forward (probably just the video quality). And that stiff arm! on the guy who was talking to the other guy!It drives me nuts! I just wanna break into my screen, grab hold of that arm and jiggle it around a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, i really love the collision D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a few parts of the series on youtube and they're pretty good too! Although I cant get over the fact the women walk like men and Saladin walks funny. I can't say anything about the audios and sound effects cos the sound in my laptop is still dead. Isnt it amazing how long I've survived without sound?! One day the Vatican will know of my patience in the face of torture and canonize me Patron Saint of Portable PC Soundlessness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there're more information put out on this series. Their main website is down (probably been down for years) and the most I can get are broken links and blogs about it (with a lot of comments on how malaysia boleh, how anything malaysian sucks[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what i've give to take a pair of spiked slippers and whack the hell out of them]&lt;/span&gt;, and how Islamic heroes should be portrayed more often; you know, lots of hear-say stuff i dont give a rats ass about.) I wish I could've gone to that Saladin talk though! No thank you to TOA for not preparing a bus for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the work is pretty good but they need better promotion &gt;_&gt; They could use a good pr manager. someone like me. They should hurry up with the other episodes too! I dont wanna be 50 before I get to lay my hands on their 11 episode dvd wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh all that talk on Saladin's crappy walking and I cant even get started on my box animation D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it after my shower I swear! &gt;&lt;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6951187581288255126?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6951187581288255126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6951187581288255126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6951187581288255126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6951187581288255126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/03/saladin.html' title='Saladin'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3766267182450133430</id><published>2009-02-19T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:52:13.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>why so free?</title><content type='html'>its far beyond my understanding how people can be so free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit it makes me kind of bitter haha knowing how much spare time my friends have despite attending university and taking on tough courses like medicine. i always figured it'd be hell for them T_T i can't believe i even spared a sorry thought for people like them! i take it all back! you dont deserve my pity!! Gaahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll get my revenge! somehow. i havent really thought about it, but it'll be a really smug moment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so empty ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3766267182450133430?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3766267182450133430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3766267182450133430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3766267182450133430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3766267182450133430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-so-free.html' title='why so free?'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4605487802176479171</id><published>2009-02-14T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:17:28.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>sometimes life throws dogs at you</title><content type='html'>dogs so cute and cuddly you cant help but run up and hug them without a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then they turn around and bite you hard and give you rabies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncurable fatal rabies if luck ditches you at the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm talking about the stupid abolishment of one of the tolls at the NPE highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually its not related to dogs and i didnt get the metaphoric killer bite of rabies but based on the hoo-haa (supporters of random political parties hanging banners taking up one side of the road and cheering on the the abolishment of the toll plaza. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf. i can never understand why people are so free)  &lt;/span&gt;at the particular toll plaza that i have to pay at AND based on the stupid picture of the same toll plaza i go to that was put next to the stupid newspaper report by stupid STAR (fuck you star) i figured, omg, there is a god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO. its not that toll. its some other toll somewhere else. And the people there were just being noisy for the sake of being noisy (they dont have jobs to go to and are hobbyless) and the Star has such a lazy photographer, he couldnt just drive down the stretch and take a picture of THE ACTUAL toll in question. He had to take a picture of an unrelated toll plaza that happened to be under the same concessionaire just cos it was nearby. i mean srsly, whats the point of putting a picture of an unrelated toll when whatever's being reported has nothing to do with it? Just so we know how NPE tolls look like? OOOoooh i had no idea NPE tolls look just like any other toll in the bloody country. Thats so useful, Star! U're awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyy whyy do you toy with my feelings?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably sound it but I'm not very mad. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my dad yelled at me for being upset about unecessary things. him and his double standards!! i replied 'right back at you!' but he probably chose to ignore that)&lt;/span&gt; I'm just disappointed and I should have known that it was too good to be true. I still hate The Star though. I just wish they werent so lazy and took journalism with more respect. Obviously this isnt the first report with an unrelated picture. or a badly written review. or a biased report that isnt really a report because it was all based on inaccurate opinions and not facts. or a misleading manipulative article. Some of their reports are so ridiculous its like they're taking their job a joke. Okay I admit I'm pouring out my feelings of disenchantment in the maintsream media here. When you find out that what they report is far from the truth like a local gangster that got killed being portrayed as a sweet, docile,  loving son brutally murdered, it makes you wonder what else are they mind fucking you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like finding out santa claus doesnt exist. its like you know it happens, but you dont expect it in your face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah lol, I learnt my lesson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4605487802176479171?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4605487802176479171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4605487802176479171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4605487802176479171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4605487802176479171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-life-throws-dogs-at-you.html' title='sometimes life throws dogs at you'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5913541429037526247</id><published>2009-02-09T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:13:18.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>sounds like somebody lives in my</title><content type='html'>roof,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its times like these when ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why i bother. but a distraction once in a while is welcomed i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i could drag my desk to my bed -___________-  or if only i could just lie on my bed and command, "here boy!" and have my desk pick itself up and make its way to my bed and keep the wires all on one side. i always trip over wires D:&lt;br /&gt;or if only my bed was a real bed. there's no space for a real bed here. unless it was a loft, though i'd risk getting chopped up by the ceiling fan. or i'd roll off. or fall off the ladder. ahh i miss my old bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing quite like an optimist bursting a pessimist's bubble. its like having an idiot call you an idiot. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was September 2008, when i saw a torrent for files that i had been dying to get a hold of. Original or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is also where you shut up cos i wont give a crap about your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buy-original &lt;/span&gt;campaign. tell me that when you're NOT living with your parents and when they are NOT paying for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; DVDs and albums you are so proud of, or your fuel or whatever you spend pocket money on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  oh where was i - yeah so i dlded it ofcourse! a whooping 23gB - after painfully parting with a few other files in the batch. At first streamyx was kind. allowing me a download rate of 100 kbps. it was supposed to have finished within the week. But no. it went downhill from there. it was so bad, that whatever i dlded couldnt go higher than 10kbps. even Naruto, that on a bad day would normally take 3 - 4 hrs took 2 days wtf (not that i watch Naruto anymore). And thats if i could even get online. Well 5 very patient months later of constant dlding and i am but just 0.1% to a glorious 100%. T_________T i never really thought this moment would come. Ahh &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5913541429037526247?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5913541429037526247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5913541429037526247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5913541429037526247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5913541429037526247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/02/sounds-like-somebody-lives-upstairs.html' title='sounds like somebody lives in my'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-8854581935155292578</id><published>2009-02-05T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:51:58.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>the layout looks like a cheerful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i was, still a little groggy from a much needed sanity-saving nap wondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah......what is life  ;-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the next minute i couldnt careless because if i don't finish my assignment soon i wont get enough sleep and i'll ram the little Learner's kancil underneath a lorry. and die. and if i survive that and go to class, i'll die anyway cos well.. Jason will kill me. well. maybe he wont kill me. coz he's a much more sophisticated torturer. killing is far too merciful for the likes of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm really torn ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the need for attention and affection, to connect with another human being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to ignore the whole of humanity because I dont care about lizards, or australian education (wtf is wrong with you ppl, go somewhere else!!), your imaginary girlfriend, your boyfriend or your weird passion for stuff I have to pretend to like, laugh at jokes i smile at but secretly pull out my hairs in lame agony D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you here, but i kind of want you to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not that it really matters cos i'm too busy to talk to anybody at the moment now anyways. and its just my pms talking. listening to my pms talking is a waste of time. i feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know, aside from waiting for the bus in the hot sun for 45 freaking minutes (i'm a candle princess! i burnnnnn red and meeelllltt!), my journey to KL Sentral and then Pavilion by monorail was rather pleasant :O A man offered me a seat in the bus and the people in the Monorail car had a positive vibe to them. they were happy D:  how nice to be amongst people like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like taking public transport more often. If by chance I had 2 - 3 hours to kill for what should be a 30minute journey lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-8854581935155292578?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/8854581935155292578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=8854581935155292578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8854581935155292578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8854581935155292578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/02/layout-looks-like-cheerful-toilet.html' title='the layout looks like a cheerful'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-920116319398440255</id><published>2009-01-05T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:10:52.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>monday bloody blues</title><content type='html'>mondays were never my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tad lazy to say much.... except... i'm gonna drown my miseries in work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could just get myself to start! lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-920116319398440255?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/920116319398440255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=920116319398440255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/920116319398440255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/920116319398440255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-bloody-blues.html' title='monday bloody blues'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5940162643270887374</id><published>2008-12-29T04:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:40:01.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping cool</title><content type='html'>is pretty hard to do when your aircond broke down and its.. probably 45'C outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and lately i've been on an insane chocolate binge. i'm practically licking my Nutella bottle empty. breakfast was nutella on bread, after lunch i had a hot chocolate and nutella on rice cakes, after which i had some Cadbury Zip (its not so bad when u're desperate) and then i had more nutella on rice cakes and after dinner I finished the whole tube of rice cakes with Nutella and had some more hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its taking me a lot of self restraint and discipline to not go downstairs and snack on more chocolatey stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for nutella though. I wouldnt have survived the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SVfiSSz4FaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLwctU_raQs/s1600-h/miaowr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SVfiSSz4FaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLwctU_raQs/s400/miaowr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284941491657512354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click for some details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-5940162643270887374?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5940162643270887374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5940162643270887374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5940162643270887374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5940162643270887374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/keeping-cool.html' title='keeping cool'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SVfiSSz4FaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLwctU_raQs/s72-c/miaowr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5409981382214415465</id><published>2008-12-22T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:47:54.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>its the holidaaaays!</title><content type='html'>yipee - ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how short lived. two weeks from now, i'll be back to the daily grind - the vicious cycle of chasing deadline after deadline after deadline T_T but i will not waste these few weeks of freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a plan not to spend the next 14 days sleeping and moping around becaaauseeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SU-XrBaFRiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kwrQ27lw2sg/s1600-h/maya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SU-XrBaFRiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kwrQ27lw2sg/s400/maya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282607653296883234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm gonna study Maya and check out tutorials online. And hopefully I'll ace maya well enough, Jason won't yell at me again -_-. I hope the fact I'm blogging about it would somehow serve to motivate me to actually study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gotta bring out my fighting spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SU-Xrd4prnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZfAsPpfQp5Y/s1600-h/DSC_1918+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SU-Xrd4prnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZfAsPpfQp5Y/s400/DSC_1918+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282607660941291122" 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/884245085777542060-5409981382214415465?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5409981382214415465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5409981382214415465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5409981382214415465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5409981382214415465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-holidaaaays.html' title='its the holidaaaays!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SU-XrBaFRiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kwrQ27lw2sg/s72-c/maya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4806474370844845184</id><published>2008-12-17T23:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:57:17.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>murder in the black out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SUkhJEgb1JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QbiAbAughHU/s1600-h/didntsave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SUkhJEgb1JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QbiAbAughHU/s400/didntsave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280788477780939922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a community message brought to you by emms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4806474370844845184?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4806474370844845184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4806474370844845184' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4806474370844845184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4806474370844845184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/murder-in-black-out.html' title='murder in the black out'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qKa1MMXHdI/SUkhJEgb1JI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QbiAbAughHU/s72-c/didntsave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2761329448072791440</id><published>2008-12-16T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:54:39.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2761329448072791440?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2761329448072791440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2761329448072791440' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2761329448072791440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2761329448072791440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3366479216715779628</id><published>2008-12-13T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:10:37.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>people are not lazy</title><content type='html'>their goals just dont motivate them enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or so. said someone - i dont remember &gt;_&gt; cos i only read it off randy's pm a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm allergic to puffy :( well just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH SIGH SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i'm doing it again !!! T_____T Lateness, forgetfulness, blurness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have absolutely no excuses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well.. hey better a late christmas present than never right? right? right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even.. if they were two christmases late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember owing someone a bday present from.. 5 years ago. I ought to get serious with this present giving business. but its not my fault. I cant find the dvd/cd!! i guess they just don't sell it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how many IOUs have I issued out the past three years? haha gosh i'm gonna be so broke. my ps3 will have to wait another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what sucks the most is forgetting their names. what do i write in the cards?! "Dear... friend or Aunt. Or Uncle. Or cousin." or i could just write really nicely how much they mean to me "Dear kind soul who makes best parties" or "Dear aunt with the loveliest biggest hair". I'm going to keep written records of people's names and details from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they'll be so taken by my sweetness they won't even notice I never included their names in the card 8D  gehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways I'm so... dead this week T_T but I will survive!! its JUST TWO FREAKING DEADLINES and 1 CRAZY COMMISSION (have i ever mentioned sewing maaay not be my forte? i wish myself luck for both our sakes) Comic Fiesta is shining in all its brightness and glory at the end of the tunnel! Oh I'd have to warn you about the photography rules they've set up. pretty tricky ones they've got. Dont bring ure dslrs. You'll get stopped for looking pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i cant help jumping for cover and turn around to throw dagger glares at passerby motorists when walking by the street. With bag snatchers in mind, I rather be proven wrong than to give them the benefit of the doubt. Oprah said so too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3366479216715779628?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3366479216715779628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3366479216715779628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3366479216715779628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3366479216715779628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/people-are-not-lazy.html' title='people are not lazy'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-583741641561663967</id><published>2008-12-11T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:53:38.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>bogged down</title><content type='html'>by national issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont often let it get to me, but i guess i've been collecting so much frustration and anger the past few weeks, i  just have to get it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll warn you first though, a lot of rantings below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are a bunch of sick, racist people in denial. Some of us have a bit of money and a bit of brains, we think we're bloody high class smart alecs. Some of us are so poor, we blame it on everyone else just cuz they're richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is so ugly T____________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school, we're taught that Malaysians are very friendly and highly tolerant because we've got so many races getting along and living happily together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utter bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically, if 3 very different cultures can stay in one place and actually live harmoniously, they should also be able to practice the same tolerance with a foreign culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah why shouldnt they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL APPARENTLY NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/12/11/nation/2772324&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discriminating agaisnt Africans to the point of suicide?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-year student, Tebogo Lamaona, 20, said he was told that Malaysia was a friendly country, but his experience so far had been different.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word "different" being Malaysia's TOTAL understatement of the century - incase you didnt notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, tell me about. I feel just as shytfully deceived. But hey, you could just go back and warn the rest of your countrymen. But where am I to go once I denounce my Malaysian citizenship? *glances across to Singapore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the Malaysian officers stationed in Africa feel when promoting malaysian tertiary education. Do they really believe in the supposed "friendliness" of their fellow Malaysians back at home? Do they force a smile and lie through their teeth, singing praises of the beauty of Malaysian people, knowing how uneducated and racist we are? How do they sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay we're not exactly racist. I mean, when fair skinned foreigners come here, we all scramble to receive them on our bestest and preetiest smiles, while we really intend to rob them in broad daylight cos we think they're like what we see on tv - Classy, sophisticated, and with lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I daresay I'm not racist. I might be cruelly mean at times, but my meaness does not discriminate. I love racist jokes. But I also love racist jokes about my own race. I'm chinese. But most of the time it doesnt feel that way. It doesnt feel very chinesey when I cant really seem to get along with most of the chinese population when I should, being Chinese and all. Its probably the language barrier. And the way I think which is probably a bit "western" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(though thats only because my parents dont bother to brainwash me with Chinesey values. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's mostly the problem with racism. when two cultures can't get their messages across and understand what the hell they're both about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know you know and i should get over it. And no.. i'm not really going to run away to another country. I'll stay here and fight this.. somehow...  someday.. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll start by yelling at the lady behind the counters who show their sour faces to African customers (I've witnessed one or two of these already, I raised my eyebrow at her). And yell at taxi drivers who deny them services. And I could also try yelling at racist parents who huddle their kids away from innocent African passerbys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol okay, I sound ridiculous already. but i really hate this powerlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and you know what? These African students put us to total shame! They on a whole, dress so much better than us, that next to them we look like a bunch of uncultured misfits without a sense of fashion to our names. Take a walk around UCSI and Sunway and you'll find out what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-583741641561663967?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/583741641561663967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=583741641561663967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/583741641561663967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/583741641561663967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/bogged-down.html' title='bogged down'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3777432339731760745</id><published>2008-12-07T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:03:53.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>okay, i used to be a huge dramatic emo wreck back in those pimply, hormone pumped days of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm totally glad they're under better control. And cuz I've broken free of my emo-reins I can't help but have this feeling of 'superiority' over people who're still wallowing in their teenage emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just haaaaaavveee to poke fun at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, I'm not exactly emo, but I'd like to disappear :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3777432339731760745?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3777432339731760745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3777432339731760745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3777432339731760745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3777432339731760745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-7935672480841714798</id><published>2008-12-06T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:39:43.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laziness'/><title type='text'>U_U</title><content type='html'>durr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.......................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-7935672480841714798?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/7935672480841714798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=7935672480841714798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7935672480841714798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/7935672480841714798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/12/uu.html' title='U_U'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1078810714319780745</id><published>2008-11-27T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:30:14.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>another long post to avoid work</title><content type='html'>i hate marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not market shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marketing&lt;/span&gt; : branding things, promoting all sorts of stuff, putting things into pretty little packages and selling it to people gullible enough to buy my trickery. Its robbing people of their money made legal. Sort of. you know, cuz they manipulate our minds into buying their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in school, sometimes I met up with the marketing department on different occasions (for events i can't recall). It felt.. weird/not very right/uncomfortable to take something so worthless, wrap it up in a pretty pink ribbon and mark it up 5000% its crappy worth. I thought it was blatant cheating D: and I hated it being a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why I can never take up a job as a salesgirl. Get me to sell your product,  I'd go up to a potential customer, and we'll probably end up agreeing about how crappy it is instead. I'll might just get her to buy from your competitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought it was interesting, to make things prettier than it really is, to paint pretty pictures about some piece of plastic with bristles on it and sell it as some Super Highly Efficient Ergonomic Brush with - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rubber handles slightly curved for ergonomic purposes&lt;/span&gt; (actually achieved by accident). I thought I was gonna go into Advertising at first, until I realized what a contradiction it would've made. I don't think I could force myself to believe in something that every fibre of my being rejects. Like low fat yoghurt. Its apparently healthy cuz its low in fat - but they're insanely high in sugar. how is that healthy? Why dont I just put Coke in my milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advertising and marketing are just too closely related for my comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, Marketing makes the money. Even if it was really a good product, without good marketing it's not gonna sell very well. Ah, the dilemma.  I guess I just disagree with the way marketing is practiced. I mean, Marketing's good - without the cheating part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which gets me thinking. how do people believe in what they think they are? I don't understand how some girls would strut in the tightest looking pair of jeans and tube, with flab hanging out in places you wish you didnt have eyes to see. In all honestly, it looks baaad bordering gross (pronounced &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grose,&lt;/span&gt; i clever yes, marriane?) and yet they could walk around as if they were God's greatest gift to men. I really admire their self esteem. If only I had that much of confidence in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm wondering is my whole hating-marketing thing really deduced to a matter of low self esteem? Lacking the confidence to go out to the world and tell them something true but not wholly true,  believing in it like my life depended on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna make a good job of selling myself in an interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there was one person I'd never trust, I'd be myself :'(  well, second to somebody who's name shall be protected cuz I'm too nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1078810714319780745?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1078810714319780745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1078810714319780745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1078810714319780745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1078810714319780745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-long-post-to-avoid-work.html' title='another long post to avoid work'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3718304664510188079</id><published>2008-11-26T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:09:12.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>omgwtfbbq</title><content type='html'>I'm never going to eat again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3718304664510188079?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3718304664510188079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3718304664510188079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3718304664510188079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3718304664510188079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/omgwtfbbq.html' title='omgwtfbbq'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4263933775940905777</id><published>2008-11-24T21:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:04:19.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>a really long post to avoid work</title><content type='html'>i was planning to blog about today, but it wasnt really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when a certain so and so (i'm NOT gonna mention Hafiz) gets to be "Best Photography Student of DG75-1 according to Mr.David"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about me? &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also it wasnt really special either when Marianne, Mimi, Shereendar and I planned to dress up in black (for some random reason) only to find everybody else turn up in class all clad in black too (who's the rat?!) Such copycats! I guess this is what it feels like to be a celebrity. everybody just wants to copy you. Setting a trend is cool and all, but it doesnt feel so unique anymore when everybody's sporting it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe ok shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SSq-bcBSB-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/yFflbBjpz3g/s1600-h/sweets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SSq-bcBSB-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/yFflbBjpz3g/s400/sweets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272235692377901026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;candyyy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rendered by yours truly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although a part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of  me just isnt satisfied with it somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more unimportant musings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;final exam&lt;/span&gt; on A Survey of South East Asia, (a subject I actually adore, cuz thanks to the class, I get to declare I'm a culture ignoramus no more!) for which - u guessed - I am not prepared. Though I will be, in a few good 4 hrs of studying. If I could just get myself to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty difficult cuz I've just discovered the Inbox of my DeviantArt account. Yes, I have been spending hours daily drooling over the artworks posted there for the past two years - how could I not have checked my inbox since creation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I just didn't, and never bothered. I've never been a fan of online-networks. My friendster is  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;virtually&lt;/span&gt; dead (thats a pun! hehe! get it?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; get it?&lt;/span&gt;) and my facebook is well, rather inactive. therefore it shouldnt be a surprise if I'm a hermit on DA too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! I did just discover the realms of DA messaging within my Inbox, and in the midst of  scrolling through all the messages, activites, polls, etc - before I made my way to the bottom of the page, clicked "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;select all 683 messages&lt;/span&gt;" and consequtively, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delete&lt;/span&gt;" -  I realised there's a lot of stuff happening in DA that I missed out on. People who messaged me ( I wonder if a 1-year-after reply is too late) must probably think I'm stuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And upon that realising that, immediately I felt the need to update my status, dignify my poor desolate DA profile with some good works to say that Hey, I'm not a toddler with a crayon anymore, I actually went to school to learn how to do these artsy fartsy kind of stuff! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I have an exam tomorrow, and an assignment I'm yet to complete. After which I have two animation assignments I would like to rush, after which I would need to rush my modelling, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after which&lt;/span&gt; I would need to texture, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after which&lt;/span&gt;, (by now its Saturday) I would probably be snoozing to recuperate from my lack of sleep collected throughout the previous week, after which, I would have to rush the Concept Art project, after which will bring me back to this moment, and the whole process will repeat for the next three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I can't do much till after Christmas. Hehe don't I just sound so busy? Apparently its human nature to brag about your busyness . And I am only human &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no fear! Next year's resolution (its probably a bit to early for this, but wth) will have me more active in the online community - as much as my workload allows - to uh, contribute and participate in things and stuff like that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4263933775940905777?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4263933775940905777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4263933775940905777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4263933775940905777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4263933775940905777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/really-long-post-to-avoid-work.html' title='a really long post to avoid work'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SSq-bcBSB-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/yFflbBjpz3g/s72-c/sweets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6268699347546391964</id><published>2008-11-20T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:11:28.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>favourite lines</title><content type='html'>doing all i can do, &lt;br /&gt;just to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;everytime that we meet, &lt;br /&gt;i skip a heartbeat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6268699347546391964?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6268699347546391964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6268699347546391964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6268699347546391964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6268699347546391964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/favourite-line.html' title='favourite lines'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3917824034540704619</id><published>2008-11-18T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:45:02.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>orang asli</title><content type='html'>i always wondered where the word "sakai" came from. Back in primary school, saying 'sakai' was just as bad as saying the four letter word. I thought it meant somebody stupid. but whats truly is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sakai&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Slavery&lt;br /&gt;Slave raids into Orang Asli settlements were not an uncommon feature in the 18th and 19th centuries. The slave-raiders were mainly Malays and Bataks, who considered the Orang Asli as 'kafirs', 'non-humans', 'savages' and 'jungle-beasts.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modus operandi was basically to swoop down on a settlement and kill off all the adult men. Women and children were preferred as they were less likely to run away and were 'easier to tame.' The Orang Asli slaves were sold off or given to local rulers and chieftains to gain their favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A considerable trade in slaves thus soon developed - and even continued into the present century despite the official abolition of all forms of slavery in 1884. In fact, the derogatory term Sakai used to refer to the Orang Asli until the middle of this century meant slave or dependent. Many elders still remember this sad period of their history, and all Orang Asli detest being called Sakai. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.magickriver.net/oa.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was funny they mentioned the abolishment of slavery one of the main factors the Malay leaders hated JWW Birch. I thought, slavery? what slavery?! &lt;br /&gt;I never knew the Malays back then were so savage. Sejarah always painted such a pretty picture of our old bumiputeras. I suppose the plight of Orang Aslis at that time wasnt as significant as the "oppression" of the Malays under British colonial rule. I mean, their right to collect taxes and pride were at stake! What other form of oppression could top that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes under the 50 reasons why I hated Sejarah - well, just the part that involves Malaysian history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3917824034540704619?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3917824034540704619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3917824034540704619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3917824034540704619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3917824034540704619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/orang-asli.html' title='orang asli'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4171961225605652654</id><published>2008-11-18T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:14:29.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>apathy</title><content type='html'>i was a part of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to feel for them anymore :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*on an unrelated note*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen san cut his hair so bad, i have nothing to else to live for - figuratively. not that i really liked it that much. its just a sore sight for eyes now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked randy whats his take on teamwork. he told me something about together-gether growing and learning together. i said thats gay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i intend to do just that &gt;_&gt; does that make me gay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. this post is a lot longer than u see here, but i realized none of you deserve the agony. so i'll do you guys a favour and cut short here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope all you ppl holidaying right now suffer. suffer of cursed boredom. boredom so great, u'll uh.. complain about it and wish you were me. HAH! yes, do laugh. The day will come and u'll wish you never laughed. Thats when I'll laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah fuck. there i go earning myself Lame points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss my friends - even if i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first things first; work &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4171961225605652654?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4171961225605652654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4171961225605652654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4171961225605652654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4171961225605652654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/apathy.html' title='apathy'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1587202318827274268</id><published>2008-11-10T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:26:08.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>monthly bill</title><content type='html'>today.                                        i dont think i want a uterus anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRhOMbq6bHI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3pGZk4SWXXY/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRhOMbq6bHI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3pGZk4SWXXY/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267045739702938738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne's talk of a detachable vagina from Saturday sounded very appealing suddenly D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07161022875479073 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSrL2T4IbcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07161022875479073 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSrL2T4IbcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07161022875479073 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSrL2T4IbcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSrL2T4IbcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSrL2T4IbcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; detachable vagina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1587202318827274268?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1587202318827274268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1587202318827274268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1587202318827274268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1587202318827274268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/monthly-bill.html' title='monthly bill'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRhOMbq6bHI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3pGZk4SWXXY/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3485378842593362527</id><published>2008-11-07T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:24:43.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>useless.</title><content type='html'>i am useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stand here idling by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while u're tired and weary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a breath away from giving in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall lower, lower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;succumbing to your darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you're already there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the cold cruel bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can only pace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you bottle up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutting me outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why I am -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is familiar ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anxiety of uselessness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flailing my arms in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching nothing of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you drown, so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you whither away (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, miserably destructing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your infantile misconceptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulishly repulse willing hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my ardent trying hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can't express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how insanely lame I feel writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I am useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've never failed to let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I say, fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you, Conexant HD Audio Bus Driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dare you die out on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring my feelings, my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dependence on your function&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you windows update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pain, this worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feeling of uselessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this undeserving burden of guilt and misery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am useless after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my attempting to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who does not want saving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3485378842593362527?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3485378842593362527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3485378842593362527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3485378842593362527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3485378842593362527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/useless.html' title='useless.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1025479648385954723</id><published>2008-11-05T12:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:11:01.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Melaka : from three weeks ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally after 19 years, I've made my first trip to Melaka 8D Its a pretty nice place. Good food. Wouldnt mind sticking around a bit longer. But it was just a day trip for a photography assignment so during our lunch break we ran from shop to shop stuffing our faces as much as we could (or maybe just me) and roamed the place like a cockroach invasion with bulky cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in no order whatsoever, here're pictures from Melaka! I can't think of anything witty or funny to compose with this post so.. uh.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFuTZ3eI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1xGwLZ-AdoM/s1600-h/IMGP0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFuTZ3eI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1xGwLZ-AdoM/s400/IMGP0789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265087394236456418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFMNIMZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ch62fGZIv8g/s1600-h/IMG_3489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFMNIMZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ch62fGZIv8g/s400/IMG_3489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265087385083326866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFFvDZPI/AAAAAAAAAYk/63T6Effar64/s1600-h/IMG_3416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFFvDZPI/AAAAAAAAAYk/63T6Effar64/s400/IMG_3416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265087383346570482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZE1vHAAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Wlc1xdIoBSU/s1600-h/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZE1vHAAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Wlc1xdIoBSU/s400/IMG_0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265087379051839490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the night before. Girls' Night Out! Regretfully watched movies till 4am,&lt;br /&gt;overslept till 6.45 am and had to rush like crazy to catch the bus at 7.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYpAJiUbI/AAAAAAAAAYU/b4dhCDAoM1I/s1600-h/DSC_1337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYpAJiUbI/AAAAAAAAAYU/b4dhCDAoM1I/s400/DSC_1337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265086900810699186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYozaxuiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OmhZxeYlAHo/s1600-h/DSC_1323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYozaxuiI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OmhZxeYlAHo/s400/DSC_1323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265086897393351202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this shot kind of feels like penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYo1AQTxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/B0UC7wB7Xog/s1600-h/DSC_1315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYo1AQTxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/B0UC7wB7Xog/s400/DSC_1315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265086897818980114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David liked this picture but said my being there ruined it ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYorcRKBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/H3hz8CLaTRk/s1600-h/DSC_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYorcRKBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/H3hz8CLaTRk/s400/DSC_1254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265086895252121618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYoknIg7I/AAAAAAAAAX0/fx1iuEwBCms/s1600-h/DSC_1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFYoknIg7I/AAAAAAAAAX0/fx1iuEwBCms/s400/DSC_1225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265086893418644402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAP7VW1gI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6n10m0u5AVE/s1600-h/DSC_1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAP7VW1gI/AAAAAAAAAXs/6n10m0u5AVE/s400/DSC_1210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265060081742304770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAP55WivI/AAAAAAAAAXk/YKQJXIFIahY/s1600-h/DSC_1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAP55WivI/AAAAAAAAAXk/YKQJXIFIahY/s400/DSC_1036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265060081356409586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of hafiz's many majestic shot sighting poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAPj7nVAI/AAAAAAAAAXc/VKrLuphgiTM/s1600-h/DSC_1017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAPj7nVAI/AAAAAAAAAXc/VKrLuphgiTM/s400/DSC_1017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265060075460318210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lecturer and classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAPgQokFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/2cSD_W-ar-Q/s1600-h/DSC_1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAPgQokFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/2cSD_W-ar-Q/s400/DSC_1008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265060074474737746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAPE6ziTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/023Ll8L1uE8/s1600-h/DSC_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFAPE6ziTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/023Ll8L1uE8/s400/DSC_1006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265060067135424818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mm. good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqdcKdVZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/E4ypLSp-Zys/s1600-h/DSC_1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqdcKdVZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/E4ypLSp-Zys/s400/DSC_1003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036124637451666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;really good stuff. though nothing tops&lt;br /&gt;Penang Laksa and ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqdEgxXGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mQgSA-7pw0U/s1600-h/DSC_0975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqdEgxXGI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mQgSA-7pw0U/s400/DSC_0975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036118288587874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqc6RYFTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/f9LXr3VmtLg/s1600-h/DSC_0970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqc6RYFTI/AAAAAAAAAW0/f9LXr3VmtLg/s400/DSC_0970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036115539662130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqc2WebFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8fAoWqNvW-E/s1600-h/DSC_0964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqc2WebFI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8fAoWqNvW-E/s400/DSC_0964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036114487307346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqbnUxPhI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dabzB4CjMBo/s1600-h/DSC_0954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SREqbnUxPhI/AAAAAAAAAWk/dabzB4CjMBo/s400/DSC_0954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036093273751058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rawrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLTDYJaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kzTJC_-Jd-8/s1600-h/DSC_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLTDYJaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kzTJC_-Jd-8/s400/DSC_0929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030315396048290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there are 101 shots of Mimi stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLdGTvHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7TW9zLTri1Y/s1600-h/DSC_0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLdGTvHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7TW9zLTri1Y/s400/DSC_0928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030318092696690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lousy subjects, but i thought the red / blue lighting was kind of pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLAeZEbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bIIx30SkGnA/s1600-h/DSC_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLAeZEbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bIIx30SkGnA/s400/DSC_0851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030310409081266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitty buying wooden slingshots to shoot birds down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLPgQXoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/t90RUEfKgKw/s1600-h/_MG_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElLPgQXoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/t90RUEfKgKw/s400/_MG_0209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030314443431554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElK2imTBI/AAAAAAAAAV8/5wmDrQNlR40/s1600-h/_MG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRElK2imTBI/AAAAAAAAAV8/5wmDrQNlR40/s400/_MG_0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030307742370834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the bus, abusing the mic and talking crap 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably more to come later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1025479648385954723?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1025479648385954723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1025479648385954723' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1025479648385954723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1025479648385954723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/11/melaka-from-three-weeks-ago.html' title='Melaka : from three weeks ago'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SRFZFuTZ3eI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1xGwLZ-AdoM/s72-c/IMGP0789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-573516738069326277</id><published>2008-10-26T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:16:56.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>breather</title><content type='html'>sorry for the lack of updates! I've been busy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm really sorry but it makes u feel better doesnt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;like this one time I was paying for this salmon pink cardigan at MNG, and the cashier lady said RM69, and I was like, "uh no, the price tag says RM49" And she checked and said "Oh, no it costs RM69" So I asked, "then why does the price tag say something else?" (obviously i knew the answer to this one, but i was demanding an explanation and an apology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she took it and went to the back looking annoyed. And after a minute she came back, "There was a mistake in tagging, so do you still want it or not?" in a non-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; unamused mood. For a moment I stared blankly at her. An error on your part and ure scolwing at me? am i supposed to feel bad? &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was gonna go home with a pretty pink salmon cardigan at RM49, but to suddenly tell me its RM69 and ask me in an unhappy tone if I still wanted to buy it is kind of rude; what? i don't look like i can't afford the extra RM20? ARE YOU SAYING I LOOK POOR?! And all the while the manager of the shop was on her handphone engaged in a seemingly important conversation that she had to talk really loudly (sounded more like gossip talk rly) right infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there was a moment she put her hand on the receiver and asked, "whats wrong" to get a "wrong price" from the cashier lady and to go back to her loud cantonese gossip as if nothing happened. wtf! I'm not important enough is it! I was itching to walk off but I couldnt leave the pink salmon cardigan behind ;_; so icily i said, "no. i'll take it." eyes glowering and lips pursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra RM20 I had to cough out didnt matter anymore. I just wanted a "sorry". I didnt know why I wanted one eventhough I know it'd be an empty word on her part. I guess I would've felt smug and triumphant if she'd admit her mistake and be all humble about it instead of being an ass like its my fault (lol im so petty). In the end, I took the bag and muttered a "thanks" (kind of half meant it and was half sarcastic about it) and walked away. Didn't get no "sorry for the trouble" nor "thank you" or whatever phrases u're supposed to forcefully regurgigate in the name of good customer service from her. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from then on, I've realised the importance of  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;". Whether u mean it or not, it matters! although u've got to say it right or else it'll just make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry i subjected to u my petty rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just really wanted to say i'm busy and i'll update soon! promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-573516738069326277?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/573516738069326277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=573516738069326277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/573516738069326277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/573516738069326277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/breather.html' title='breather'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1395914338733531059</id><published>2008-10-11T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:06:28.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>Surviving in Tough Times</title><content type='html'>its like i'm on a youtube roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I came across this on my usual random uh.. googling and I thought its pretty useful and so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06484651685514762 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/WApcUBcVMos&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06484651685514762 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/WApcUBcVMos&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WApcUBcVMos&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WApcUBcVMos&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Bakshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all of us who're feeling crappy and useless atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;One video that really got me riled up was this passionate rant by Bakshi to the artists of 'this' generation. Meaning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - the young, impressionable artists who possess all these fantastic tools at our disposal. Go out there and do something!&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://conceptcentral.blogspot.com/"&gt;ChrisK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a bit on the animator guy :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sweetheart, I'm the biggest ripped-off cartoonist in the history of the world, and that's all I'm going to say."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ralph Bakshi&lt;/b&gt; (October 29 1938) is an American director of animated and occasionally live-action films. As the American animation industry fell into decline during the 1960s and 1970s, Bakshi tried to bring change to the industry by creating and directing a number of animated feature films that were aimed at adults instead of children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ralph Bakshi's films have created controversy while continuously breaking new ground in the form. He encouraged the public to look at animation in a new way by creating worlds that are sometimes familiar and sometimes alien, whose power and strangeness are completely absorbing. He pioneered animation with adult themes using political commentary and satire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://rottentomatoes.com/"&gt;rottentomatoes.com&lt;/a&gt;, who kind of got it from wiki, so if you want more (you should) you know where to look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1395914338733531059?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1395914338733531059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1395914338733531059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1395914338733531059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1395914338733531059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/ralph-bakshi-surviving-in-tough-times.html' title='Surviving in Tough Times'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-269179057295629678</id><published>2008-10-11T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:33:12.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>Achi wa SSipak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-06484651685514762 visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2S6ehGOur4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2S6ehGOur4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2S6ehGOur4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a future where energy is made from fecal matter, the government rewards defecation with "juicybars". Small-time hustlers try to get rich while fending off the mutated Diaper Gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A korean animation thats got probably just 1/3 the  gore of happy tree friends. the action is pretty awesome D: Its cute, its disturbing, and the art's gorgeous to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-269179057295629678?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/269179057295629678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=269179057295629678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/269179057295629678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/269179057295629678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/whoah.html' title='Achi wa SSipak!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6868748003060404878</id><published>2008-10-11T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:36:27.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revelation</title><content type='html'>there's something wrong with me lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6868748003060404878?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6868748003060404878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6868748003060404878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6868748003060404878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6868748003060404878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/revelation.html' title='revelation'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-8287135332344268182</id><published>2008-10-04T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:49:26.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love affair'/><title type='text'>Gundam 00 2?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07945561857617601 visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8Quc6PCi3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8Quc6PCi3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8Quc6PCi3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been waiting for this day T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dread seeing the White-Haired Slut and the idiotic couple back on the screens,  not to mention that treacherous ridiculously-long-pigtailed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassment&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;us Chinese&lt;/span&gt; people. they ruin the OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-8287135332344268182?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/8287135332344268182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=8287135332344268182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8287135332344268182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8287135332344268182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/gundam-00-2.html' title='Gundam 00 2?!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1254803254523421667</id><published>2008-10-02T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:01:58.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain!</title><content type='html'>aaahh its Rain with a new album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05317333860128447 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/pcgRgEeCwxM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pcgRgEeCwxM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pcgRgEeCwxM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the teaser trailer his title track 'Love Story'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say his acting is much better now D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hearts Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaddup I don't care what you think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1254803254523421667?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1254803254523421667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1254803254523421667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1254803254523421667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1254803254523421667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/rain.html' title='Rain!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3169108706208938882</id><published>2008-10-01T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:24:10.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>it can't be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;warning: &lt;/span&gt;ranting and spoiling about the ending of Code Geass : Lelouch no Rebellion R2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HE'S NOT FREAKING DEAD OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Firstly, its not his nature to go about the easy way and end his life. End his "way of life" maybe, but its not him to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;REALLY REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; go and die! AFTER ALL THAT! What about Nunally? What kind of coward would go and shake everything up and then arrange his own death leaving her behind T_T (I always hated Nunally but I really hope he'd really survive for her) If I were him I'd totally stage it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So he doesnt have to live as Lelouch anymore. He could go on living as somebody else! Like the cart driver who's conviniently mysteriously hooded. CC may have looked like she was talking to herself T_T but i'm sure she was talking to the driver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;he's not dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;end of spoiler &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-3169108706208938882?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3169108706208938882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3169108706208938882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3169108706208938882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3169108706208938882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-cant-be.html' title='it can&apos;t be'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1437835619423818356</id><published>2008-09-28T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:45:36.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>wooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQi8MDfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wL7npb7_H9U/s1600-h/IMG_1907a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-i3PVyGuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EqJLu0nKea0/s1600-h/DSC_0674a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-i3PVyGuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EqJLu0nKea0/s400/DSC_0674a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251094760431688418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;light rayys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to rush and spend an overnight in the 3D Lab Monday-Tuesday cos I've successfully installed Maya wheee :D  Gotta keep toes and fingers crossed cos programs like these seem to have a natural tendency to despise my guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all I need is a mouse &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has got to be one of the most satisfying shopping expeditions ever D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly cuz I found a pair of pants I could agree with. Thanks Hau Yee T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQi8MDfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wL7npb7_H9U/s1600-h/IMG_1907a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQi8MDfI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wL7npb7_H9U/s400/IMG_1907a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251085299585125874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in agreeable pants and cute tees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQsZhtoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/o7qb_TYBHA8/s1600-h/IMG_1919a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQsZhtoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/o7qb_TYBHA8/s400/IMG_1919a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251085302124099202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arr looking mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQ8nOD2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/iNHNaI3_DwQ/s1600-h/IMG_1921a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-aQ8nOD2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/iNHNaI3_DwQ/s400/IMG_1921a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251085306476498786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sunset at Mid V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning and went to the park for some shots. I couldnt find anything good related to the assignment (maybe I wasnt looking hard enough wtv) &gt;_&gt; So I got some pretty but pretty lame shots. Not that it was easy or anything, you know, to keep still while being infested by mosquitoes and sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-i3V3-eGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gSSEQvSPN4U/s1600-h/DSC_0645a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-i3V3-eGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gSSEQvSPN4U/s400/DSC_0645a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251094762185717858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spidah. I watched it devour some helpless bug alive&lt;br /&gt;and kick its carcass violently off the web O.o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-mYMgz88I/AAAAAAAAAQY/VpwC2pJp1Ck/s1600-h/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-mYMgz88I/AAAAAAAAAQY/VpwC2pJp1Ck/s400/DSC_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251098625143206850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing really interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1437835619423818356?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1437835619423818356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1437835619423818356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1437835619423818356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1437835619423818356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/wooo.html' title='wooo'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN-i3PVyGuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EqJLu0nKea0/s72-c/DSC_0674a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4133819687343501626</id><published>2008-09-27T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:02:12.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>Pick up?</title><content type='html'>Today I was in a  hurry to get to the Pavilion from the LRT at Hang Tuah. I was already 10 minutes late to the movie so I was walking as fast as I could &gt;_&gt; and then, from behind I heard someone say "wow you walk fast" I chose to ignore, I didnt really think he meant for me to hear and I was practically run-walking so I didnt expect him to keep up to my pace, until&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you walk like a soldier" he said again. From right behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? WHAT? I walk manly!? I didnt turn back =_= if he really wanted to be friendly he could just catch up with me. Which I didnt really want. So I looked at my watch and walked even faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas,  he was persistent. He caught up, and started to strike up a conversation, asking me where I'm from, whats my name (his name is Prince, apparently) bla bla bla and I answered, being friendly but not too friendly. And then as we neared Times Square he asked if he could see me again &gt;_&gt; I flatly refused saying I was too busy. Which for once I'm glad is true hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But isnt next week a holiday?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, but not for me. I have deadlines"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Then can I have your phone number?"&lt;/span&gt; he whipped out his phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I can't do that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Then I could call you out next week"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I don't want you to call me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cos I don't want to"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it went on and on with him asking me for my phone number and me refusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I finally neared the Bukit Bintang Monorail, I waved a bye and dashed up the steps. To my relief I lost him there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until after the movie  in the Pavilion, when Shing, Jia and I were walking around the Food Republic;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came from behind and waved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi How're you doing? :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun dun dun. DDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXctskOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nR3SM4k3gw8/s1600-h/DSC_0610jlkj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXctskOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nR3SM4k3gw8/s400/DSC_0610jlkj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250744569568202978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;messing with Naim lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXTVGTgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/foG1e2vEHhA/s1600-h/DSC_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXTVGTgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/foG1e2vEHhA/s400/DSC_0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250744567049113090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for uh, formality's sake cos I havent got a better picture of Jy &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXH8HzSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GMKjzil1L2I/s1600-h/DSC_0602a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXH8HzSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GMKjzil1L2I/s400/DSC_0602a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250744563991563554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shing posing cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-4133819687343501626?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4133819687343501626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4133819687343501626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4133819687343501626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4133819687343501626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/pick-up.html' title='Pick up?'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SN5kXctskOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nR3SM4k3gw8/s72-c/DSC_0610jlkj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6632802172211017063</id><published>2008-09-21T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:13:23.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work actually'/><title type='text'>making pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;listening to : &lt;/span&gt;george harrison - i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;ve got my mind set on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole day setting up and experimenting shots and stuff. This is my first time like.. taking pictures&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while considering all the principles and stuff to take proper sort of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should read more tutorials &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a lot more practice too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXaxmLeXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/VbleHpAYlS8/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXaxmLeXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/VbleHpAYlS8/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478533248579954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXbf6SC0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Rjh5q54EGzQ/s1600-h/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXbf6SC0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Rjh5q54EGzQ/s400/DSC_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478545680927554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXbg0_NbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sIXjwZ82MzY/s1600-h/DSC_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXbg0_NbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sIXjwZ82MzY/s400/DSC_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478545927157170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXb-pRNsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EmoH-l1HbFE/s1600-h/DSC_0365a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXb-pRNsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EmoH-l1HbFE/s400/DSC_0365a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478553931069122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXcSe-yHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jB7L6udGa2c/s1600-h/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXcSe-yHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jB7L6udGa2c/s400/DSC_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478559256627314" 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/884245085777542060-6632802172211017063?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6632802172211017063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6632802172211017063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6632802172211017063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6632802172211017063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-pictures.html' title='making pictures'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SNZXaxmLeXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/VbleHpAYlS8/s72-c/DSC_0151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-2973880440808823090</id><published>2008-09-20T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:23:14.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note to self'/><title type='text'>Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;listening to: &lt;/span&gt; Death Cab for Cutie - I will possess your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..its like a book elegantly bound but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a language that you can't read&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-2973880440808823090?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/2973880440808823090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=2973880440808823090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2973880440808823090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/2973880440808823090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/potential.html' title='Potential'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-6793742015571270605</id><published>2008-09-18T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:17:05.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>pooped</title><content type='html'>i've been waking up super early in the morning and returning home when the sun's way past down and missing my favourite shows like Bones and Criminal Minds on Starworld at 8.30-10.30pm =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Newbie at the Operations Desk doesn't know what its like to be a student with a faulty card.  Faulty cards cant open doors. Have you ever been stuck on the staircase cos you can't open either entry? :( hehe, well that was the worst experience i've had so far, atleast i'm yet to be locked-in in the labs. but what really sucks is wasting time outside the blasted labs waiting for someone with a functional card to come by (chances are 1 in 20 dg students) -  just because your card cant work and the Noob insists the system's been updated. I've been meaning to scream at her but I havent had the guts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sniff.&lt;/span&gt; There is no good in making enemies with the college's IT ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the resources in the DG Labs. So full of fun, quality stuff. &lt;3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-6793742015571270605?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/6793742015571270605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=6793742015571270605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6793742015571270605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/6793742015571270605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/pooped.html' title='pooped'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-3811524031921583896</id><published>2008-09-15T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:41:37.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoiding work'/><title type='text'>meet puffy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SM58zGNO_zI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EkINAgarjcw/s1600-h/puffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SM58zGNO_zI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EkINAgarjcw/s400/puffy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246267833214500658" 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/884245085777542060-3811524031921583896?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/3811524031921583896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=3811524031921583896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3811524031921583896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/3811524031921583896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/meet-puffy.html' title='meet puffy'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SM58zGNO_zI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EkINAgarjcw/s72-c/puffy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-1254556385740472565</id><published>2008-09-10T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:33:17.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IOU</title><content type='html'>lol, don't i owe you two of these already hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAU YEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-1254556385740472565?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/1254556385740472565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=1254556385740472565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1254556385740472565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/1254556385740472565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/iou.html' title='IOU'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-4690280572057690749</id><published>2008-09-09T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:27:20.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>what adri missed</title><content type='html'>adri you missed out on so much at Sush's farewell! D: How could you?&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVM-524VrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-1edwFtCen8/s1600-h/sushsfarewell+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVM-524VrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-1edwFtCen8/s400/sushsfarewell+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681984709416626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome fun. talking about universities and programs and exams, and speaking in coded acronyms like NSW, ADP, DLKS, WTV etc etc and smarts stuff about biology, cutting bodies up, A lvls, GP and.. a lot of stuff so insanely interesting that it got me so excited to the fact that I was sitting at the same table with ppl talking smarts stuff that I wasnt really listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVPZ0oKswI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1arHvuf901w/s1600-h/sushsfarewell+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVPZ0oKswI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1arHvuf901w/s400/sushsfarewell+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243684646185251586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the latecomers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQdPxA03I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cuP_BhQQh4g/s1600-h/sushsfarewell+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQdPxA03I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cuP_BhQQh4g/s400/sushsfarewell+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243685804521345906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a face you havent seen in 2 long years. bet you forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQdUkmC-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fnxQLBztBAY/s1600-h/sushsfarewell+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQdUkmC-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fnxQLBztBAY/s400/sushsfarewell+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243685805811436514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group photo. I can put u in the photo if you want Adri &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQdp-nKyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sESsJnQMWZY/s1600-h/sushsfarewell+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQdp-nKyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sESsJnQMWZY/s400/sushsfarewell+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243685811557706530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at baskins and robbins for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;Jerald was there too, Adri. But he was ruining the picture&lt;br /&gt;so I had no choice but to replace him with my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerald was offended apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQeP-iBhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SY3IcSKIZTQ/s1600-h/sushsfarewell+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVQeP-iBhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/SY3IcSKIZTQ/s400/sushsfarewell+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243685821757916690" 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/884245085777542060-4690280572057690749?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/4690280572057690749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=4690280572057690749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4690280572057690749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/4690280572057690749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-adri-missed.html' title='what adri missed'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rw3D7xhHwqU/SMVM-524VrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-1edwFtCen8/s72-c/sushsfarewell+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-8965041165241285356</id><published>2008-09-08T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:01:59.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>hobgoblins</title><content type='html'>i've this fear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all in my head lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-8965041165241285356?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/8965041165241285356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=8965041165241285356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8965041165241285356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/8965041165241285356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/hobgoblins.html' title='hobgoblins'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-5719850030118068779</id><published>2008-09-05T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:06:53.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>stupid randy.</title><content type='html'>its not randy's fault or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that it happens somehow that he'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt; to be right smack in the middle of my anger venting moments. like there's a funnel and all my fire collects and gets directed to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;grr &gt; randy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and its been that way for so long, it became sort of natural that if i were to be unhappy, i'd take it out on the poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid randy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Mess With The Zohan is my kind of movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos you dont eat where you shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i enjoy watching old women getting some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan and I ate at some spiffy Thai restaurant. They're bloody cut throat-ers - but good food. RM3 to get rice. but it was bottomless. I had to get my moneys worth if i didnt get to drink all the water i wanted (RM0.50 PER REFILL)  So i ate rice. I love rice. very much. I gourged on more rice than Ivan did. Its the kind of feat that makes you lift ure nose up high and pound on your chest with pride.  They probably caught on to me though, cos they hurriedly brought us the bill and kicked us out.&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/884245085777542060-5719850030118068779?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/5719850030118068779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=5719850030118068779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5719850030118068779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/5719850030118068779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid-randy.html' title='stupid randy.'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-247755494043189382</id><published>2008-08-31T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:55:08.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>ack!</title><content type='html'>thats not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*strangles lipeng*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-247755494043189382?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/247755494043189382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=247755494043189382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/247755494043189382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/247755494043189382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/08/ack.html' title='ack!'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-884245085777542060.post-741651565139524528</id><published>2008-08-29T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:48:11.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>eyes wide open</title><content type='html'>today i am in the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awake-est&lt;/span&gt; state i've ever been in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no grogginess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no clouds in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no knocking over things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta make this the most productive day ever (in the past two weeks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/884245085777542060-741651565139524528?l=no-shyt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/feeds/741651565139524528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=884245085777542060&amp;postID=741651565139524528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/741651565139524528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/884245085777542060/posts/default/741651565139524528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-shyt.blogspot.com/2008/08/eyes-wide-open.html' title='eyes wide open'/><author><name>mlynnz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
