<?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-11135885</id><updated>2011-11-09T15:47:08.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporean History X</title><subtitle type='html'>Known by friends as a happy go lucky person and does not like to be burdened by small problems.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Westlife - What Makes a Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/goodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since March 2005.. ive indulged myself in this blogging world... constantly reaching out to others via this means of blogging... some from total strangers... became a friend.. a part of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but sadly... the journey has to end... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive painstakingly decided to stop blogging... a decision dat was hard to make on my part... blogging became a habit... no longer something which i did in times of boredom... neither did anybody point a gun on my head and told me to blog these down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thank you all for your time and friendship... blogging will never be great without your presence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singaporean History X @ blogspot - has ceased operations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before i take my leave... there are just a couple of people i want to thank...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first and foremost, blogger.com... for allowing the chance for me to blog... their ever friendly interface and easily understandable features made my whole blogging experience so much easier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks goes out to blogskins.com too for giving me a whole lot of ideas as to building my blog till wat it has become today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not forgetting... to my favourite bloggers who never fail to come back and read my shit... namely, Najie, Jana, Dopeyy, A'in... u guys rawk my world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and before i take my leave... just wanna quote a lyric from the ever famous boyband - Westlife... from one of their hit - What Makes a Man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This isn't goodbye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even as I watch you leave, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this isn't goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear I won't cry, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even as tears fill my eyes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear I won't cry"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hell yeah... this isnt goodbye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive shifted to &lt;a href="http://zuldanial.multiply.com"&gt;http://zuldanial.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please update ur links...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks and goodbye for now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115744843704108674?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115744843704108674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115744843704108674&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115744843704108674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115744843704108674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/09/end.html' title='THE END'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115738276822761662</id><published>2006-09-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:14:30.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprofessional Critic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whitney Houstan n' Debrah Cox - Same Script, Different Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/critic_complete-series.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/critic_complete-series.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how many a times do u read up the papers or surf on the internet about a particular movie and the ratings and critics doesnt speak well of the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes... being humans.. we tend to be stubborn and still go ahead and watch the movie that u have been waiting to be shown for months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its onli after that you realise that the critic given wasnt one that does justice to wat u felt bout the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im trying to say is.. sometimes the critics just aint rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides.. people have come to learn that different people have different taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how can one depend on the critics potrayed... and expect that you would feel the same way towards the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;variety.. that is what people need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once you found the perfect person for a critic or rating that suits your style.. its onli then the critic would do justice to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said dat... ive come up with my own critic corner.. where i express my hates.. my delights... watever feelings i may have on a certain movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just maybe u and i have the same taste... then my critic would do justice on the next movie that u ought to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out on the left under &lt;em&gt;s'pore reviews&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115738276822761662?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115738276822761662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115738276822761662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115738276822761662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115738276822761662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/09/unprofessional-critic.html' title='Unprofessional Critic'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115726492512958438</id><published>2006-09-03T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:28:45.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Sunday Mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bryan Adams - Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/sunday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/sunday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a typical sunday off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;usually, i wouldnt be bothered to wake up dat early on an off day especially when its a sunday... i would most frequently be found still sleeping soundly in my bed till early afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was a bit different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i woke up a earlier and off i go on my bike.. riding my way through the SLE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the morning breeze was definitely something ive not enjoyed for quite some time now.... the unbusy expressway.. the slight heat from the sun... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss sunday mornings!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for now... have a great Sunday ahead of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here is a lil small things in life to perk up dat Sunday of yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle Zul: Danish ngah uat per tu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Danish: Jgn kashau ah... menyibuk jek org main komputer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cheh... ko step pandai jer nak typing tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115726492512958438?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115726492512958438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115726492512958438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115726492512958438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115726492512958438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/09/missing-sunday-mornings.html' title='Missing Sunday Mornings'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115716742229224152</id><published>2006-09-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:25:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mariah Carey n' Boyz II Men - I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/teacher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/teacher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as a kid.. believe it or not... i once dreamt of becoming something which was totally not wat i am today... not even close...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and my dreams... cheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it has always been interesting thinking how i could handle dat group of people in my charge... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u tell them shut up.. they shut up.. tell them to stand.. they stand.. tell them to sit.. they sit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wonderful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but being a law enforcer... it thot me otherwise bout these people nowadays.. unlike during my time... they dont do exactly wats told.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;told to sit... they stand... told to shut up.. they retaliate... they definitely have a mind of their own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well students nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and damn how glad i didnt pursue that dream of mine.. definitely gonna have a high blood pressure im telling u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a tribute to the teachers who tolerated all dat... thumbs ah lah deh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and thanks to all the teachers who had crossed my path throughout the years... u guys rawkss.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Happy Teachers Day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115716742229224152?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115716742229224152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115716742229224152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115716742229224152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115716742229224152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/09/childhood-dreams.html' title='Childhood Dreams'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115709835936072039</id><published>2006-09-01T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T16:15:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rio Febrian n' Glen Fredly - Katakan Kau Milik Ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one good thing bout not taking the bus but own transport is dat i get to see wat is on the back of the bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;public transportation in Singapore is unique in a way... on the exterior of the buses are printed with advertisement... something that i think doesnt happen in most countries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;earlier on the road, while at the traffic light, something caught my attention... printed on the back of the bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Whats the best business and accounting software?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MYOB - Mind Your Own Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is there such a software or was dat just to create a laughter or smile in every Singaporean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for real??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115709835936072039?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115709835936072039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115709835936072039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115709835936072039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115709835936072039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/09/myob.html' title='MYOB'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115704617317375528</id><published>2006-08-31T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:58:28.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorantly Useless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Irwansyah n' Acha - My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/brains.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/brains.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i seriously wished i have the powers to read people's mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to know what goes on behind that face... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to know what dat person is thinking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only then do i know what would be my best next course of action... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz it surely feels damn useless when all u could do is wait for that particular answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished someone would just tell me straight in the face... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well at least i do not have to go on the whole day pondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously, i dont really care if its bitter for me to accept the reality... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;neither do i really care how much the truth might hurt... at the end of it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its still better than being kept in the dark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;surprises dont usually work well for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate being ignorant... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ignorant of things around me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ignorant of people and their minds... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ignorant of feelings... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont wanna be seen as could not be bothered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do bother... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just dont keep me in the dark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feels utterly useless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really wish... wish that my newborn fishes could tell me if they had sufficient, insufficient or too much food... if they are comfy with their tank.. or if they need anything else to help them survive in this constrained world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fishes - talk to me, pls!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115704617317375528?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115704617317375528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115704617317375528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115704617317375528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115704617317375528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/ignorantly-useless.html' title='Ignorantly Useless'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115695691199476154</id><published>2006-08-30T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:17:50.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul n' RnB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hady Mirza - Lagenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/idol3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/idol3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/idol3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my reflections on SI2 - Soul n' RnB nite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on Paul Twohill... u r really makin Joakim look good on this spectacular... u sounded bad throughout... dat would cause a big worry for tomorrow's results show... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and here's a note for Joakim himself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i quote, u said, "maybe this might change the opinion of viewers at home..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not at all in my case...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although u did surprise me at ur first song... but a single instance doesnt change my opinion of you for the past - god knows how many - spectaculars... u proved myself right at the second song.. phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let's just be very frank and straight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I WANT JOAKIM OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on Joakim fans.. give him and the others a break... save Joakim from the embarassment, bitching, gossips and stop making those better singers, mathilda a perfect example, be voted out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for once... open up ur bloody ears... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its true what people all over town are saying.. if u have a good singing talent... u would definitely be kicked out of idol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my bro-in-law mentioned today, "don't be surprised that Joakim makes it to the finals..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if dat happens... im definitely gonna boycott Singapore Idol 3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115695691199476154?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115695691199476154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115695691199476154&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115695691199476154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115695691199476154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/soul-n-rnb.html' title='Soul n&apos; RnB'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115685810175934926</id><published>2006-08-29T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:30:41.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghostly Encounters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mawi - Kian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/ghost.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/ghost.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ghost stories never fail to be told every once in awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday at work.. we took time to share our experiences on that taboo topic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sharing what we had encountered at our workplace or during the course of work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some even shared what they had ever encountered before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the good thing bout sharing is dat we find out what other religions belief in that topic and some even learn bout the different types of ghosts that are associated with the religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a colleague of mine relate to us one incident dat caused quite a discomfort to me.. probably bcoz i am one scared freak when it comes to that ghost... he's chinese by the way and has no idea what that thing is all about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while he was riding back home with his girlfriend... he spotted something lying on the middle of road... the first look, he wasnt able to make out what it was.. onli at the second and third look, it was registered that the thing was a human body wrapped in what seems like a cloth... he asked his girlfriend what it was and apparently the girlfriend did not see anything at all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spooky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and onli yesterday, he was told and learned... what he saw was a pochong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and another colleague relate his encounter whereby he saw a lady combing her hair along a corridor... all dressed in white.. her hair up to the knee length...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apparently... the thing was looking at him but he was unable to see the face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat happened when he was 9...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19 years later, he found out that what he saw was actually pontianak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lucky he met us... we saved him from his ignorance all this while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or did we??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz after we told him what it was... he was in a total daze and unbelieve... his face all turned pale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in life... ppl do encounter weird stories... all have something to share.. ive had my fair share of seeing and hearing of the unknown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so whats ur ghost story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115685810175934926?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115685810175934926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115685810175934926&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115685810175934926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115685810175934926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/ghostly-encounters.html' title='Ghostly Encounters'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115674301962896806</id><published>2006-08-28T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T13:35:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Mani Currency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Daddy Yankee - Lo Que Paso Paso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/pissed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/pissed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a rough dae last night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;work sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after work sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tak der mood langsung beb... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i had a good 12 hours sleep after dat... and dat made everything so much better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ish... makin besar... makin banyak pikiran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AKU NAK JADI TEENAGER AH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aniwae.. here's a good SMS dat ive gotten so far that helps me to grin to myself.. hope it works out for you all too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAKING NEWS:&lt;/strong&gt; Latest! Siti's bank rejects Dato K's MANI bcoz of OLD currency...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kiwek... pandai kowang buat joke gini mcm eh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115674301962896806?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115674301962896806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115674301962896806&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115674301962896806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115674301962896806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/old-mani-currency.html' title='Old Mani Currency'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115655767015799061</id><published>2006-08-26T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:05:44.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Frankie J - Obsession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/kidsex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/kidsex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a meet up with close friends got us talking bout the stupid things dat happened during our childhood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all those memories... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupidity comes a long way in every persons life... do not deny... u were once the stupid person doing all sorts of stupid stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some when reflected back brings laughter, smile and happiness but on the other hand could also be one dat brings anger or sadness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some of the practices we did during our childhood are maintained throughout the years... shows how impt it is to mould our future kids right from a very young age...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had always thought there was this common practice that i developed during my childhood and is still maintained... was one dat is practiced in my own family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unknowingly, my close friends does the same too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's the picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes when we are in hurry to leave home esp when late... we tend to forget simple stuffs like.. our keys... our wallet etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being taught that it was not a good practice to go back home when uve just stepped out... we always took the easier way out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;call up home... ask anyone to throw that thing out of the window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all covered in plastic bag... and if it was a light item, add a coin or two to create weight and off it goes out of the window.... very practical and convenient... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is dat a familiar sight in your life???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im not sure how many families actually practice this behaviour... i certainly do not see plastic bags being thrown out of the window every once in awhile... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's a lot of items that can be achieved thru this manner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a friend's example... alarming and disturbing thou... was when the mother requested an umbrella to be thrown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"pokewak!?!? sounds like javelin to me... tercacak.. mati aru tahu!!!" my exact reaction to the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who says living in a high rise building aint convenient huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i wished my helmet was one dat can be thrown out of the window too... coz i have dis disturbing habit of forgetting it whenever im out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a perfect example of stupidity in an adult huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115655767015799061?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115655767015799061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115655767015799061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115655767015799061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115655767015799061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/stupidity-memories.html' title='Stupidity Memories'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115649894732129969</id><published>2006-08-25T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T17:49:02.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seconds at a Junction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; James Ingram - Just Once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/traffic.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/traffic.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a ride back home turned out to be one dat i will never forget... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought i would turn angry if I ever bump into you out on the street... i thought i would flare up.. i thought i would lose all my senses.. i thought i would never be able to forgive you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 years back.. i was still hoping that our paths would cross each other.. somewhere soon after.. i prayed that we wouldnt... i thought it wouldnt be a pretty sight.. i thought we would end up in a heartbreaking conversation... i thought we would... but it didnt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all those parting memories seemed so vague now... anger and rage dat i once felt seemed to have been lost through out the years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had no recollection of the hurt nor did i have a good recollection of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do not deny... the year dat u left... i was like a lost soul... a part of me practically died... the soul was roming aimlessly... as much as i prayed for your return.. god never answered those prayers of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a year passed... and somehow... instead of god.. devil showed me to a path.. i think i was too frustrated that all these while.. god never answered any of my prayers... i followed dat forbidden path.. and for another few more years.. i wasnt wat i had always imagined myself to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;god didnt give up on me.. he showed to another path... i side tracked from the forbidden path and feel more at ease... and i'm still walking through that path and hopefully never to sidetrack back to that old path again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think its time i finally let everything out from my chest...for once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a very long time... i had decided to walk on and never turn back to the past.. i realise now.. i do not hold any grudges against you... not anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i appreciate now... those times that u caused me undesirable pain and misery.... it actually thought me to handle human emotions.. and having the strengths that i never thought i would have.. and those times that u broke my heart into pieces.. it gave me a chance to learn more about life.. making mistakes and building it all over from scratch again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in life.. we are given 3 options: needs, desire and obsession...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my only mistake was to love u as an obsession... dat is to love u like crazy.. like no other.. when in actual fact... i should be loving u as my needs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do not know wat lies ahead of me in my life.. or whom i shall meet along the journey... whatever happens then.. is just another learning process in my life dat i have to go thru... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the simple hi and smile that i gave when our paths crossed at the traffic light junction says all of the above.. and if you do happen to read this out on the internet.. i just want u to know.. dat IF ever our paths crossed again.. dat would be the day dat i look up to u as a fren who had thought and showed me a great deal of life experiences and lessons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without u.. i wouldnt have made it to where i am today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115649894732129969?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115649894732129969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115649894732129969&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115649894732129969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115649894732129969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/seconds-at-junction.html' title='Seconds at a Junction'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115643563697615503</id><published>2006-08-24T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:07:17.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mawi - Kian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/tank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/tank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is definitely an extremely long day for me... the day started as early as 0930hrs in the morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mind u... i actually took leave to complete the task that i had to accomplished by the end of the day... dat is so zul... taking leave for all these stuffs... like there is no off days to actually do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the day started with shopping... no.. not shopping for clothes but for stuffs for my big fish tank... as shown above... [ Tank sponsored by Najie as he has an extra tank... thanks bro... its fits nicely in that spot of my room... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat took almost half of the day... didnt know dat setting up a big tank is huge task.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no rest... no rest for me.. i got to keep going as my hardworking mood only kicks in once in awhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i finished up the revamping of my room today... more furnitures are shifted ard... more dusts... more sweeping... more moping... all these just means more flu for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i did it! i cleared everything that i had to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my room is now officially revamped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it definitely looks so much better now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a few stuffs more to get thou before i would announce dat i am 100% satisfied...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a short list of wat i need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. A shelf mounted on the wall to display my 6 helmets....&lt;br /&gt;2. A TV...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. A DVD player....&lt;br /&gt;4. A gourgeously looking mattress cover for my bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. A nice curtain to match the mattress cover...&lt;br /&gt;6. Paint - still undeciding on the color thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once all these are achieved... IM ALL GEARED UP FOR HARI RAYA!!!! yipeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;puasa yer ker tidak... bluek~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115643563697615503?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115643563697615503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115643563697615503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115643563697615503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115643563697615503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/revamped.html' title='Revamped!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115627138282157281</id><published>2006-08-23T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T03:10:08.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Men vs Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sheila Majid - Hitam Putih Kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/menwomen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/menwomen.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im beginning not to understand women the slightest bit now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHE says she's not interested in him... but just layan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;layan nyer layan... kau jugak yang kekadang msg dia dulu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and why do u always have to start a conversation with me in dis manner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"u tahu si dia tu..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"si dia tu tadi kol..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"si dia tu tadi msg..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;si dia tu nie... si dia tu tu... ehhhhhh... diam lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kau nak tahu apa?? AKU NOT THE LEAST INTERESTED TO KNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im already not on good terms with him... one more wire snap.. he and me would land up in the boxing ring... for all i care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we practically cant see each other eyes to eyes and now u add salt by mentioning his name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone mentioned... maybe she is in a spot.... dont know who to choose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat spot??? for goodness sake.. there's no choosing... he's married and im not the least interested now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in other words.. she lost me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im just sick of hearing her name again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115627138282157281?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115627138282157281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115627138282157281&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115627138282157281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115627138282157281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-men-vs-women.html' title='2 Men vs Women'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115623282164772663</id><published>2006-08-22T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:51:54.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknowing Fact</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Keith Martin - Because of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/kick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/kick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are a couple times... day in day out.. i get stupid questions or actions from friends.. strangers.. or anyone related... all this are almost unnecessary but day in day out.. they still keep on doing the same things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sure it happens in ur life too... unknowingly... let me just point 8 perfect examples to prove my point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. a stranger comes to u to ask for the time while tapping his finger on his wrist... wats that all about?? for goodness sake.. i know where my watch is.. u dont have to point it out to me.. do i actually tap on my crotch when i asked where is the toilet???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. ur brother walks ard the entire house to look for that one bloody thing called the TV remote control... has he forgotten the fact that u can press on the buttons on the TV itself to get wat he wants... lazy?? i dont think so.. i think he is just too hardworking to be walking ard like dat searching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. in a movie with a fren... while u were concentrating on the screen... ur fren turned to u and said.. "did u see dat???"... in my heart.. i keep telling myself... NO!!! i paid a bloody S$9.50 to get into the cinema to see the damn floors!!! hell yeah.. i saw dat, idiot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. someone comes to u and his/her opening line... "can i ask u a question??"... now now.. did u leave me a choice in the first place?? get straight to the point and ask lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. people say life is short... how true is dat??? life is the longest damn thing anyone could do.. can u think of the next longest thing u can do dats longer???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. whilst waiting for the bus at the interchange and someone asks.. has the bus come yet??? if the bus came... would i be standing in the queue, dumbass??? obviously i would be on the bus and we wouldnt have had that conversation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. while at a hospital visiting someone at a ward.. a friend bumps into u.. and asks... what are u doing here??? gosh!! do i look sick to you?? or does my shirt looks like the one issued by the hospital???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now lastly... my favourite coz it constantly happens between me and my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. whilst having supper at... lets say... Al-Azhar... a fren calls and asks... where are you??.. after mentioning where u r at.. he asks... wat are u doing there??? hmphhh.. lets see... i was listening to the song on radio and is dancing away to that song rite now... of coz im eating larr!!! wat do u think im doing???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sure all of dat sounds very familiar to us... now was all dat necessary in the first place?? by doing dat, u have already wasted like a few seconds of yours and my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on... time is precious, my friend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115623282164772663?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115623282164772663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115623282164772663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115623282164772663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115623282164772663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/unknowing-fact.html' title='Unknowing Fact'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115616961418439500</id><published>2006-08-21T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:13:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ol' Riddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Black Eyed Peas - My Humps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/porsche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/porsche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this was an old riddle which ive not heard for quite some time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i came across the same riddle when i was watching my DVD, 16 blocks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's the situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u r driving ur gorgeous looking two seater porsche along that long lonely stretch of dark road on a rainy day... the rain was pouring cats and dogs dat dae... thunder everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u passed by a bus stop... there stood three different types of people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the first was ur best friend... someone who had stood by u in times of happiness.. sadness and all... someone who is very close to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the second was an old woman... she was having an asthma attack... and badly need to get to the hospital... if not... god knows if she would survive for dat night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the third was the gal of ur dreams... ur love at first sight... if u didnt have her for dat dae.. u will never be able to fall in love again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;given that situation... where ur car had only space for another person.. what would be ur next course of action???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think about it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was known dat the ideal solution was to hand over ur keys to ur best friend to drive the old woman to the hospital while u sit at the bus stop with that gal of ur dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how smart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and ur choice of answer pretty much tells a lot about ur personality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so wat was ur choice of action??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115616961418439500?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115616961418439500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115616961418439500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115616961418439500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115616961418439500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/ol-riddle.html' title='Ol&apos; Riddle'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115605902003120688</id><published>2006-08-20T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:43:40.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cinta 3 Segi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/betta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/betta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A new found friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A new found hobby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something that would need my additional attention amongst the many others that have already been in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My new found pet... the Siamese Fighting Fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been having him for a few days now.. and its definitely something that ive always wanted to keep for a long time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on those days where im bored and had nothing else to do.. i would just sit infront of its tank and just see it swim away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sounds psychotic eh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well aniwaes, there's signs now dat he is ready to mate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wait up dude.. im looking for a perfect chick for u... u just swim away till dat time comes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115605902003120688?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115605902003120688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115605902003120688&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115605902003120688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115605902003120688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/swim-buddy.html' title='Swim Buddy'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115592241103535342</id><published>2006-08-19T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:33:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Toby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Shane Ward - No Promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/toby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/toby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle Toby Bars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do take dat on every other day just to get that quick supplement of energy whenever im busy at work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i can be too occupied with work dat i hardly have the time to even sit and have a decent meal... thanks to some people who calls the police for every small little petty things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on.. some things can settle urself rite????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but anyways... we were having a conversation at work bout uncle toby a few days back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant remember wat the conversation was all about... but everyone apparently was into the conversation... at least i thot EVERYONE was... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unknowingly.. one of my colleagues wispered to another... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"who is uncle toby???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat got the whole group laughing once it spread ard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he wispered to the wrong person in the first place... he wispered to a person who cant keep his mouth shut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kontol tul.. dia pikiak uncle toby orang perr?? wake up your bloody idea lah bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like wat some of my colleagues say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"yet another gong chibai!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115592241103535342?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115592241103535342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115592241103535342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115592241103535342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115592241103535342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/uncle-toby.html' title='Uncle Toby'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115583916054238182</id><published>2006-08-18T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T02:46:01.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Kental Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rupee - Flaunt It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/raya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the past few days has been hectic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;firstly, the revamp of my room... dah nak dekat raya lah katakan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting new furnitures.. shifting it here and there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mopping... sweeping... those dusts are just endless rite????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im like three quarter done... and doing everything at a rather slow pace.. simply coz my lil bro's and my schedule never seem to match each other... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kalau nie bilik aku sorang yg punyer... i think dah habis dah kerja aku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;earlier i was cleaning up my precious stuffs collected over the years.. my love letters... lots of em!! so kental... my pen pal letters from overseas.. god knows how gorgeous she's become now.. we stopped writing after awhile... not a writing kind of person... my bdae cards.. hari raya cards... cards for dis and dat... think they are just precious to be thrown away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i stumbled upon a hari raya kad... addressed to this person known as Rudi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a moment... i was lost... who the fuck is Rudi???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as i read further... now its coming back to me now... pokewak... i used to tell chicks my name was Rudi... kental tul!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how stupid the name sounds now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reflecting back.. i used to give lots of different names to all these chicks... dat explains why some calls me on the streets with all the different names... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rudi, Wan, Zulk, Danial.. are some of the names and dats all i can recall now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;menyampah siol.. nama nak glamour jek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from now on... call me ZUL... dats my name... and im proud of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115583916054238182?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115583916054238182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115583916054238182&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115583916054238182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115583916054238182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/different-kental-names.html' title='Different Kental Names'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115582124046517490</id><published>2006-08-17T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:27:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pops and Subs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Natalie Imbruglia - Wishing I was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/idol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singapore Idol 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a competition based on popularity or substance???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the results to the recent spectacular show was definitely one dat i was shocked at... a contestant that deserved to go further than it is now... didnt have enough votes to stay in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and another contestant which i was so hoping to be out... made it safe this time round...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now it really got me pondering... r the singaporeans actually opening their ears or simply only their eyes when they vote...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mathilda?? Out???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats crazy! she had the nicest sounding voice compared to the rest of the girls... where is the justice to the results heh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i was given a choice to vote someone out.. i would probably have voted Joaqim out long time ago... come on... he cant sing... and the only reason that he is still ard is probably due to his pretty boy look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think its time now... for me to get those votes in... before my fav idol gets kicked out of the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115582124046517490?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115582124046517490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115582124046517490&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115582124046517490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115582124046517490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/pops-and-subs.html' title='Pops and Subs'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115567901593651505</id><published>2006-08-16T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T03:22:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supir?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Paris Hilton - Stars are Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/babyscrambler.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/babyscrambler.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/dirtbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/dirtbike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during those times when i was still actively involved in the clubbing scene... there was a particular part of it all that always constantly cause a disturbance to these set of eyes of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everynight without fail.. whenever im out of the club to take fresh air and grab a fag... i would see at least one mat moto waiting outside... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these are boyfriends of one of the chicks in the club... waiting for the club to finish and send their gf back home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i find it disturbing as i dont understand why these guys would not mind going to that extend.. come on.. face the fact.. ur girl is having fun inside.. and there u are waiting outside just to send her back,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dah bodoh perr???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ingatkan driver perr???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was 'conned' into being one of these guys earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its a long story of miscommunications that i dont think i wanna elaborate further...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bottom line.. i was supposed to fetch this particular chick from a chalet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dah aku jadik macam mamat mamat bodoh tu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was bad enough... but what happened there later sparked off that wire and i finally told that chick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"IM LEAVING NOW! WITH OR WITHOUT U!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's wat happened... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a particular fren of hers, lets name him A, who is not on very good terms wit me... came over to me while i was outside the chalet... smokin as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A: ko dtg sini... nak ambik si dek tu perr??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: abih... lau tak uat per aku kat sini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A: heh... pak supir, pak supir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pokewak tul nie mamat!!! cari pasal lak ngan aku.. nasib baik lah nie chalet kau.... kalau tak... aku rasa ayam ayam pangang tu semua dah terbang lah siol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;brutally humiliated with his words.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115567901593651505?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115567901593651505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115567901593651505&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115567901593651505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115567901593651505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/supir.html' title='Supir?'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115565979392837129</id><published>2006-08-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:27:35.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Discrimination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jah Cure - Longing For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/babescops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/babescops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;walked past a mother who mentioned this to her son...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"boi boi... study hard k... if not u will end up like one of those policeman..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while pointing to two police officers who were walking in the vicinity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;phew.. lucky i wasnt in uniform nor was i in any police related t shirt... if not... thats gonna really piss me off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yet again.. wats up with this mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apa salah ker jadik police??? KNN tul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the end... no matter how hard u study... if the job is not something which u like to do.. u would end up feeling shitty oso perr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its the job satisfaction beb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nie job discrimination!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it seems to me that the mother was teaching her son to look down on others instead of teaching him something more humane such as...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HUMBLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ptui~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115565979392837129?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115565979392837129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115565979392837129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115565979392837129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115565979392837129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/job-discrimination.html' title='Job Discrimination'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115557229222700178</id><published>2006-08-14T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:27:42.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Got Hit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Westlife - Flying Without Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/hurricane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/hurricane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you all should know by now that im not an avid fan of news watching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its a rare chance that i would stick myself rooted to the television screen watching some newscaster giving his her daily dosage of news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i prefer hear say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yesterday night after a hard days work of revamping my whole room which have grown too sickening to my eyes... decided to spend a bit more time with my family instead.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and there they are watching the news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and wat caught our eyes soon after was the hurricane that hit sentosa yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;similar to that of tsunami.. these people at Sentosa never did learn their lesson do they???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seeing something like dat... and they still can stay behind to take video of the hurricane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and wat if dat thing gets bigger... and comes straight to shore??? then they would all run??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isnt dat a bit too late???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was actually quite shocked to see such a thing happening near our waters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vIjzgU8Tf7Y" target="_blank"&gt;catch the video footage here&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;learnt something.. never to let my guts down... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and touch wood... should anything happens... just wanna say this before it do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE U ALL VERY THE MUCHIE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115557229222700178?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115557229222700178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115557229222700178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115557229222700178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115557229222700178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-got-hit.html' title='We Got Hit!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115542039993692465</id><published>2006-08-13T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T06:06:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Swear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WdMfCo01JQE" target="_blank"&gt;JC Chasez - Some Girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/ghostgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/ghostgame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i SWEAR i am NEVER gonna go ghost hunting.... ANYMORE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw stuffs that totally freak me out.. stuffs and surroundings that normally i would see when im at those creepy haunted house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stuffs that totally i could relate to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;managed to catch the sneak preview of the new Thai movie... "GHOST GAME"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a must see for horror movie go-ers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gives u the goose bumps rite from the start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it potrays a reality tv show whereby contestants are put to the test... the one factor that many of us have but dont really potray... a perfect example.. myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FEAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a big word by itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the contestants are left in a dungeon where in older days were being used for killings and torturings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a horror story isnt right if there is no ghosts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so there is... a few of them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the ending part is definitely not meant to be said but for u to catch and find out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now go... book those tix of urs.. in the movies from August 17...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115542039993692465?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115542039993692465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115542039993692465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115542039993692465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115542039993692465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-swear.html' title='I Swear'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115539249280298286</id><published>2006-08-12T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:30:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Teriyaki Boyz - Tokyo Drift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gonna keep this real short... at a frens place... and i dont want to be seen hogging on the computer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ppl at work say im a loser to come to work when im supposingly not supposed to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat the hell... i didnt even know im not supposed to work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but u know wat... the biggest loser are those working on sat nite... who has the last laugh now?? im not working.. so the word loser is not much eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye lah!!! out to party people!!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yahoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115539249280298286?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115539249280298286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115539249280298286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115539249280298286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115539249280298286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/loser.html' title='Loser'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115531448677407424</id><published>2006-08-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:42:20.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part aku Picit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hasnol - Laguku Untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AKU: asyik aku picit korang... korang ngah lepak.. asyik aku picit... kat bawah block.. asyik aku picit... kat park.. asyik aku picit jer... LEPAK LEPAK LEPAK!! kowang nie tak der kerja lain kerr??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KAWAN: kau pun sama perr.. asyik picit kita... kita suruh join... jauh lah.. tu lah.. nie lah... asyik suruh join.. ada plan lah... suruh join... kau ngah busy lah... apa kau busy kan pun aku tak tahu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku bukan apa kekawan... boring ah asyik lepak.. slalu bebual topic tu topic tu jugak... mcm tak der entertainment gituk... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku ajak pi tgk wayang.. tak nak.. ajak main pool.. tak nak... ajak pi karaoke... tak nak... alasan kowang?? nak save duit.. nak kawin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haaaa.... padan muka kowang semua.. siaper suruh hang gatal mau kawin siang siang beb... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tapi kalau part aku ajak pi makan... semua antu... vrrooommm... dgn pantas kowang sampai.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lantak lah kowang.. tak kan aku asyik nak ajak pi makan.. boyak ah beb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for now... AKU MALAS... MALAS sungguh nak step lepak mcm zaman remaja aku tu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115531448677407424?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115531448677407424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115531448677407424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115531448677407424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115531448677407424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/part-aku-picit.html' title='Part aku Picit'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115518090552566933</id><published>2006-08-10T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:09:58.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Daddy Yankee feat Pitbull - Toma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt; evolves ard e' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;earth&lt;/span&gt; evolves ard e' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i sure do forget which is which... not a great fan of geography back in secondary school days... im a historian baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took a chance to stare at the open sky just one of the nights and discovered something which i had overlooked for the past 23 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at 8 at night... i happened to look in the sky and gazed... ohh there the moon... looking all sadist... there wasnt that much of brightness to it... seemed like it was crying or pale or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;later that same night after midnight strikes.. at about 2am.. i gazed again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eh... the moon is gone??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no... no... it moved... it was at another corner of the sky.. very far from where i first spotted it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah... dats a new discovery by this particular uninterested singaporean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the moon does actually move eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speaking of which... look out for dis 27 Aug at about 0030hrs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it would seem like there is 2 moons in the sky... one of it is actually mars which would appear close to earth.. a chance that comes by once in every 300 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if u feel that u gonna last till then.. u can give dis 27 Aug a pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115518090552566933?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115518090552566933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115518090552566933&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115518090552566933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115518090552566933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/moon-talk.html' title='Moon Talk'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115509706608319341</id><published>2006-08-09T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:12:00.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enemies Supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jason Mraz - Life is Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/middletoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/middletoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bet u cant see dat inside my shoes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was once a good fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once a close fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one whom i would consider a blood brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all dat was all once upon a time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things took a change whereby a tragedy strikes us... and god damn... i wished i had not knew him in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was a freaking backstabber who doesnt deserve to live on this face of the earth... i wonder how many knives of his are on my back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished he never existed at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on his part... i knew he was too ashamed to see me ard after what he did... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;came to a point where i tell myself.. why should i even bother in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a pair of close frens turned into enemies in a blink of an eye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the fateful incident keeps flashing back each time we passed each other any other day on the streets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two days back.. it was a total different thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we passed each other... and unlike other times where we would just say hi or smile... we stood having a long conversation just like any normal frens would after not meeting up for a long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;exchanged numbers... but deep down i know that there is no way i am going to call him up any other day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it seemed weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we went our different ways after the conversation... and i know dats all about it till the next time we pass each other again on the streets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and so i thot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i was walking towards my bike... without realising... he was there too starting his bike which was parked directly beside mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: alamak... nampak si berok nie lagik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fren: eh siol... mana moto kau??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: tu.. sebelah moto kau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fren: so... mana kau mau pi lepas nie? balik kaper??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ermmm... mau pi baduk ah... lapar beb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fren: aku pun... aku going to newton... jum ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ermmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fren: jum ah.. bukan slalu kiter jumpa lepas tu pi makan... dah lama pun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: oh ok.. aku jumpa kau kat sana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and off we went... the enemies sitting together at one table having late supper... pretending we dont have issues between us... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how ironic~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats a Singapore 41st birthday story for you from a pure singaporean malay born guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115509706608319341?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115509706608319341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115509706608319341&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115509706608319341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115509706608319341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/enemies-supper.html' title='The Enemies Supper'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115496082939552126</id><published>2006-08-07T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:16:36.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry n' Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mariah Carey n' Whitney Houston - When You Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when was the last time u stood up for another??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;standing up for the person for his own advantage but on the other hand a disadvantage to urself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets quote a personal life example of mine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back when i was still a kid... when i was 5 or 6... my aunt had an extra tix for the NDP Parade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was a kid... hell yeah i wanted so much the tix and go wit my aunt's family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but my lil bro who was probably 3 or 4 during that time... cried coz he was unable to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being the thoughtful elder bro... i gave up my spot and made way for him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was not until when i was 17... dat i was able to grab hold of the tix and watch it live with my friends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an experience dat was definitely worth remembering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and speaking of which, it reminded me of another incident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back when cable cars was a top hit... probably somewhere during that time too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a similar situation came about between me and my lil bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i again forsake my spot and made way for him... and ended up having to see his delightful face on that cable car... waving goodbye as it moves off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat was enough to make me happy myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and up till this current moment... i have no freaking idea wats a ride on a cable car is like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont get me wrong... im not trying to bring up the past and sound unsincere bout doing this small bits in my life... but im just putting a point on what im going to say next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its sweet and all dat as a kid i did these small gestures in life just to see someone happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i hardly ever recall that anyone ever did the same for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but today.. i was touched by an angel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a person stood up for me... similar to the instances quoted... except not materialisticly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that person stood up for me on my tight involvement at work dat i hardly had a decent off day for myself... the off day dat i got was for me to have my sleep and the next best thing... im back at work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the person fought hard... giving other possible solutions... just so dat i could have a decent off for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it didnt come out right and out of hand that the person landed up in a sticky situation with the higher management...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the person, surprisingly wasnt someone dat i was very close to.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and after it all.. nothing was mentioned to me.. i was not aware of it all right from the start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i just happened to hear it from someone else who happened to know the reality... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dats the sweetest sacrifice a person had done so far... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry that it landed u up in such a mess... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but even thou it didnt come out right... and there was nothing much else u could do bout it... im happy just to know that u had already tried your best to help me out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry once again and thanks for the kind gesture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i appreciate dat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115496082939552126?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115496082939552126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115496082939552126&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115496082939552126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115496082939552126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-n-thanks.html' title='Sorry n&apos; Thanks'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115487528989246940</id><published>2006-08-06T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:21:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams come Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZCtqKWtE3YU" target="_blank"&gt;Teriyaki Boyz - Tokyo Drift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i was a kid, i had fantasized the miracle works of a TV...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how wonderful it would be if my favourite TV show that is running on the TV set could be paused... rewind... forwarded without having to make use of the VCR tapes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those are just my dreams as a kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when dreams became reality... that some funky shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all those that i had ever dreamt possible are now just simply possible... brought possible by &lt;a href="http://cabletv2.starhub.com/portal/site/CableTV/menuitem.227318645a7b5eb3f75eb1109b1000a0/?vgnextoid=229dc3767eb8a010VgnVCM100000474114acRCRD#" target="_blank"&gt;SCV Smart TV&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i can pause my favourite shows while i go relieve myself in the toilet... answer a very important phone call... or get out of hm awhile to buy my ciggies... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can do all dat... how cool!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and if i do forget to pause my show... its ok.. i wouldnt miss out on anything actually... i can rewind to where i left off and continue it from there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reality check... me and my mum have different taste in the shows we want to catch... who doesnt rite??? but no more fighting over channels with the smart TV...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum can catch watever show she wants and i can have mine recorded in the background...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is some very cool shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i like it... i like it.. i like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dis is definitely going to be one of the items on my wishlist... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats a hint for all since my bdae is coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh come on.. its only about S$500/-...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115487528989246940?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115487528989246940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115487528989246940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115487528989246940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115487528989246940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/dreams-come-alive.html' title='Dreams come Alive'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115470824864944615</id><published>2006-08-05T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:27:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Experiences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_uSrxB0I4Y" target="_blank"&gt;Melly Goleslow n' Kris Dayanti - Cinta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"im made in UK.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"im made in USA..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the kind of conversations they were having at management level during a recent meeting that i had.. the big shots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how kerek they were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i only got a thing to say bout myself... less proudly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"im made in temasek..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it surely feels damn small when u r there... u r nothing... seriously... bak kata pepatah mak bapak ku... siapa lah aku ni kan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but often in that situation.. we tend to forget the reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in reality... its not about which school u go to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the best school is life experience itself" - Rudi frm Tentang Dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/tentangdia2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/tentangdia2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/tentangdia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;caught 'Tentang Dia' earlier at Suria... sure a great movie dats worth to sit and actually understand from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets just get back to what ive been meaning to say.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u dont learn the essentials of living through your life in textbooks... they dont give procedures and steps on how to lead a better life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;textbooks are just papers dat determines ur standard in education... and the outcome of it are just merely papers again that others judge u by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which obviously i dont agree upon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to me wat matter most is the experiences dat u encounter from time to time... its the learning stage of overcoming it... its the process of solving the problems... dats learning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and everyday in life... u learn something new... dats school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;experiences in life will make us a better person with each passing day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if tomorrow never comes and today is the only day... what u gonna do?" - Rudi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://voicefromwithin.net/wp-content/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never put something that u have to do till tomorrow... coz we might just never know if u r entitled for that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and with each passing day... take each step as a learning process to becoming a better person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talking bout becoming a better person... there are just simply too many factors that we have to weigh upon... let me just touch on one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TRUST...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a heavy word by itself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"its ok if u dont trust anyone. but if u dont trust the one dat cares a lot about you... dats wrong. dats betrayal. and it hurts a lot." - Rudi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://voicefromwithin.net/wp-content/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trust isnt something that comes naturally... it comes with time.. with each passing day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but wen one doesnt trust the person who cares bout him a lot.. dats trouble... its the risk in life dat u have to take to trust dat someone... and of coz on the receiving end.. its their job to make sure that trust is not broken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz once broken... its like a glass shattered in many pieces... almost impossible to be glued together again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are just too many things in life dat one can learn from... and stories from other peoples life are just stories dat helps us by to think from time to time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yet again.. no two stories of life are ever the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its how u lead ur life.. how u want it to be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and take each step in life as a learning process... in becoming a better person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Cuma ada dua perkara besar dalam hidup - cinta dan kematian. Apabila kita bersedia menghadapi keduanya, kita telah sedia menghadapi apa saja." - Rudi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115470824864944615?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115470824864944615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115470824864944615&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115470824864944615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115470824864944615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-experiences.html' title='Life Experiences'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115469399452703711</id><published>2006-08-04T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:45:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infant Footballer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLdrn4Q15os" target="_blank"&gt;Cuppy Cake Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/danish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/danish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what did i got for him when i was at KL??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat Brazil Jersey... and today was the first dae dat i saw him wearing it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sori Bro in Law... i know u dont support Brazil... but i dont give it a damn!! his uncle is a supporter of Brazil!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just too bad ur son's first football jersey has to be dat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kwang kwang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115469399452703711?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115469399452703711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115469399452703711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115469399452703711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115469399452703711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/infant-footballer.html' title='Infant Footballer'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115469278139825164</id><published>2006-08-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:50:39.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Being 'Kerek'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yOR6WGiRGts" target="_blank"&gt;Imran Ajmain - Sudah tu Sudah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/ignore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/ignore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"kerek sei!..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the usual comment i would get from time to time upon myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a perfect example to a situation that i would get such a comment was when i dont acknowledge an old familiar face out in public...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have my own defence to that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes im just in a hurry... or wat if the person doesnt recognise me!! malu sei!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i chose the easiest way out... ignore... pretend busy... pretend to look elsewhere... pretend to sleep... pretend to be engrossed in a conversation on the phone... just pretend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but recently, i didnt do dat.. surprisingly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but in the end paiseh sendiri beb!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, saw a familiar face....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he saw me too... but both kept looking at each other but none made the first conversation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a longer glance... i was confident that he was a fren from poly times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so very confident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: hey... stanley rite??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;old fren: eh hi... zul rite??? blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we had an exchange of conversation bout whats up with our life.... and exchange phone numbers and all... but the next conversation we gonna have totally got me dumbfounded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;old fren: so... i saw vernon just a few days back ard here oso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sejak bila lak ada budak nama vernon dlm skolah aku pulak nie!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after a while it den struck me.... he's not a poly mate like i thot... he was an ex colleague back when i was still working part time in a restaurant!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the next question in my head... is his name stanley??? no!!! definitely not!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and obviously... up till now... i cant figure out what is his name!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;confident sgt lah aku nie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115469278139825164?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115469278139825164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115469278139825164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115469278139825164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115469278139825164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-being-kerek.html' title='Not Being &apos;Kerek&apos;'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115453884915385613</id><published>2006-08-02T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T01:16:23.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tawkey ngan Gue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOKxOsE7ig0" target="_blank"&gt;Sean Paul n' Keisha Coles - Give It Up To Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: uncle... lu ada jual side mirror tak??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uncle: ada.. ada... &lt;em&gt;(hands me over a set of new side mirrors in a box)&lt;/em&gt; nie bagus punya... banyak motor scrambler pakai nie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ni baper??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uncle: lima belas dollar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(me unwraps the box to take a look)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: wah uncle... nie manyak nyer besar... kecik nyer tak der ah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uncle: mana ada besar... lagi besar dari nie ada lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nie part dia dah loyar buruk! maintaining aku peh cool... aku senyum jek... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: wa mau kecik nyer lah tawkey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uncle: nie manyak scrambler pakai nyer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: lu mepek ah uncle.. nie mana ada scrambler pakai... nie untuk moto cagiva lah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uncle: tak da lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kimek nie uncle.. tak reti bahasa... nak tipu lak tu ckp scrambler pakai nie mirror... apa nak jadi ngan moto aku sak kalau pakai nie mirror... tak senonoh nak mampus....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: tak per lah uncle... wa pergi kedai lain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eh wah... jeling lak ni tawkey... cis! so much for service quality... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115453884915385613?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115453884915385613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115453884915385613&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115453884915385613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115453884915385613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/tawkey-ngan-gue.html' title='Tawkey ngan Gue'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115441398813473053</id><published>2006-08-01T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:33:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Great" August</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CqVsynafBpo" target="_blank"&gt;Simple Plan - Addicted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat a "fabulous" way to start of my off day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two "great" incidences to sum it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the first....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stranger: not trying to sound rude... but i do pay for your salary!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: cheh! sorry sir, i did pay my tax as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stranger: yeah... but u do owe it all to the people residing at the private housing... we do pay lots more in case u didnt notice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat a humiliation!!! i couldnt take it for sure... it was either i walk away or continue on blabbering which would definitely land up to something unpleasant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i chose the first and walked off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the humiliation was definitely one that aches badly to the ego... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arghhh fuck lah... u pay my salary??? no wonder im paid so little!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat wasnt enuf for the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;second...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine being in a situation where u already know that u r in a wrong... and there's no point reasoning things out coz either way... u r in the wrong in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being a gentleman... stood up for wat u did wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats enough humiliation coz everyone already apparently knew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but dat aint enough for u huh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u had to point out that silly mistake openly infront of other in a sarcasm way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and every single comment dat are closely related to my silly mistake by another who wasnt aware of the situation... u had to make an obvious turn to look at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bitch betul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dah lah.. aku dah buat mistake... i said sorry... apa lagik kau nak???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chibai punyer betina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat a "great" way to start the August...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Month of August to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115441398813473053?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115441398813473053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115441398813473053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115441398813473053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115441398813473053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/08/great-august.html' title='&quot;Great&quot; August'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115434028967972049</id><published>2006-07-31T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:18:16.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handphone Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gi7FgGmaUwU" target="_blank"&gt;Beyonce n' Sean Paul - Baby Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby boy you stay on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fulfill my fantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think about you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby boy not a day goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without my fantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think about you all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby boy by beyonce and sean paul definitely left a deep memory in my life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my first accident when i was driving a car was when i was trying to answer a call on the handphone... and the song on my handphone ringtone was dis particular song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wouldnt forget this tune... not for my entire life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/phonedrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/phonedrive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although it was just a minor accident... it definitely got me freaked out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there... havent traffic police warned us enough on the dangerousness of phone driving... some people never do take advises do they...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive learnt my lesson... no more phone driving for me... not unless i have my earpiece with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least my accident doesnt sound dat stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have a fren who got involved in an accident coz he was fooling ard with a chick in the car... they were poking each other in the car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dats an even stupid lesson to learn from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now remember ppl the two lessons... 1) no handphone driving and 2) dont play ard with ur chick in the car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the time being... enjoy the vidz... [ &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gi7FgGmaUwU" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115434028967972049?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115434028967972049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115434028967972049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115434028967972049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115434028967972049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/handphone-driving.html' title='Handphone Driving'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115419883961762616</id><published>2006-07-30T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:54:09.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With You I Never Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2vP5jjg1-Y" target="_blank"&gt;Firehouse - Love of a Lifetime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just wanna share dis wit you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess the time was right for us to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'd take our time and live our lives together day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll make a wish and send it on a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We know our dreams can all come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With love that we can share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With you I never wonder - Will you be there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With you I never wonder - Youre the right one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally found the love of a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A love to last my whole life through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally found the love of a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever in my heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally found the love of a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With every kiss our love is like brand-new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And every star up in the sky was made for me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still we both know that the road is long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We know that we will be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because our love is strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reminiscing those times when i was still young... the first song dat i heard and pretended to be playing on my imaginary drums was one dat was from firehouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok laugh... boys will be boys.. u girls have ur imaginary wedding.. we have our imaginary drums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was influenced with firehouse when my sis's ex-bf introduced me to their music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got me interested too much i guess and dat was the first cd dat i bought... mind u... cd was just about to get famous during that period of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/FIREHOUSE.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/FIREHOUSE.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i was like wat?? 13 or 14??? and i actually saved up just to get me those... how deeply into their songs was i??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew!! luckily it wasnt some boyband stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is.. i dont think it'll make a very great blog entry in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and back during those days... an admirer got to know i liked firehouse and bought me the most recent album and secretly placed it in my bag with a lil note during recess time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh how sweet rite?! - "monkey love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was glad i managed to see their video on you tube earlier... it felt damn good listening to it all over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speaking of which... where the fuck are my cd collections by firehouse!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i lost em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat the hell... [ &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2vP5jjg1-Y" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; ] to watch the vidz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115419883961762616?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115419883961762616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115419883961762616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115419883961762616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115419883961762616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/with-you-i-never-wonder.html' title='With You I Never Wonder'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115419002029086626</id><published>2006-07-29T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:21:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Catch Your Wave - The Click Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was privileged to catch the NDP 2006 preview earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although i had to be there in full uniform.. it doesnt matter.. at least i still get to catch most of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;year in year out... there wasnt anything much dat i look out for at NDP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will always look out for the fun pack... which i didnt get dis year... but wat the hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apart from dat.. i will always look out for the fireworks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and dis year was pretty great...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i get the best location to catch these fireworks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;real close to the source...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fui yoh.. power beb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for the show itself... i guess its pretty much the same every year... nothing much to comment bout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;definitely gonna be ard somewhere during NDP itself to catch another round of these fireworks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till then~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115419002029086626?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115419002029086626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115419002029086626&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115419002029086626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115419002029086626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/preview.html' title='The Preview'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115410292405754871</id><published>2006-07-28T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:08:44.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooker Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whitney n' Debrah - Same Script Different Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all these nite shifts over the years have definitely lets me see much more than out of the norm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for past few years... there are several familiar faces dat ive seen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and this particular figure dat gonna come about in this entry certainly left an impact in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she is a hooker... a low class hooker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets define some facts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she is unpretty... she is old... she is those "cannot make it" type of hooker.. she is so not any men's taste... u get the picture rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and day in day out... i would see her leaving where i see her frequently with no men with her... she would leave like any normal day... alone... and no business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and day in day out.. i keep telling myself.. my god why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she is not gonna get any business.. why does she still keep coming back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but all dat changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not one... but TWO gorgeously looking guys changed all that fact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw her getting in a cab with both of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat definitely got me and my partner shocked and dumbfounded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now now... she got hooked??? u must be kidding... and 2 gorgeously handsome guys who can posed off as a HOT PLAYBOY in a normal world hooked off wit her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they didnt choose the prettiest among the many.. but chose her!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my god why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat got me into serious pondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the only logical reason i cant understand why is dat they are really drunk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;conversation between me and the 2 guys prior to that proved it to be true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dis is some serious shit guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never! never! never get urself drunk dat way... u r definitely gonna regret wat u see the next morning... apart from the serious hangover that u r getting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115410292405754871?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115410292405754871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115410292405754871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115410292405754871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115410292405754871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/hooker-story.html' title='Hooker Story'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115398267880057676</id><published>2006-07-27T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:44:38.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instinct</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ricky Matin - Que Mas Da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how do u recognize him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got me dumbfounded wen asked dat one question... not once but a couple of times by a few others.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how do i differentiate one from one?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohhh... they have a tag on their shirt... and one would have the tag - CRIMINAL - written on it... dats how i know he is one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;duh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont! seriously i dont! and stop asking me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just made a check.. and bam! dats how i know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets just take it as police instincts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115398267880057676?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115398267880057676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115398267880057676&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115398267880057676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115398267880057676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/instinct.html' title='Instinct'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115382233178940753</id><published>2006-07-25T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:12:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expensive Fags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Frankie J - Obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you fucking rich sporean!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a friend once said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat can i say... my throat cant take cheap fags... seriously... will have a bad sore throat if i pamper myself with those cheap ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ran out of ciggs now... and em fucking lazy to go down and get a new box...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lazy... lazy... lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see what lack of nicotine and tar does to my brains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im typing nonsensical stuffs on my bloggie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115382233178940753?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115382233178940753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115382233178940753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115382233178940753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115382233178940753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/expensive-fags.html' title='Expensive Fags'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115375874951926753</id><published>2006-07-24T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:12:47.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rupee - Flaunt It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;met the smartest 9 yr old kid ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he is street smart... seriously... believe me.. he can stay alive in town all by himself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reflecting back... when i was 9 years old.. there are lots of things dat i dont picture myself doing but dis kid has done it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;travelling ard singapore alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did u do it when u were 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he can name me places dat i dont picture i would go at dat age...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's been to mustafa centre... alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he took busses, trains... alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was at orchard... alone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wouldnt say he is a loser for going out alone... obviously... how many of his peers are allowed to go out by themselves at dat age?? not many of coz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at one point... my ego was brutally hurt by dis kids words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;asked him which school he is from.. simply coz i was amazed by how smart he is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he name me dis school which ive never heard before actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not trying to sound dat stupid.. i asked him where is dat school located at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and his answer, "abg tahu bedok??? kembangan??? daerah situ ah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kimek nie budak... giler kaper aku tak tahu tempat tempat tu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115375874951926753?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115375874951926753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115375874951926753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115375874951926753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115375874951926753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/smart-kid_24.html' title='Smart Kid'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115360309559250729</id><published>2006-07-23T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T05:20:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle-istic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Newboys - Masih Ada Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a common sight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dis thought triggered when i watched the movie, "Nacho Libre ", earlier... there was a scene and it flashed back what i saw a few days ago... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a couple of days back, i saw an eagle flew right high up in the sky while i was riding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually stopped my bike at the side to just see this spectacular bird fly his way thru the open sky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how captivating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/eagle.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/eagle.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i thot to myself... how free his life is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he gets to see things from right high up...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he has the entire sky to himself...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he is one whom others fear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a kind of respect i guess dat is given to him... and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some believe dat it is a sacred animal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i so want to be like him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;carefree, an open mind and appeared majestic by others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how cool can dat be??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115360309559250729?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115360309559250729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115360309559250729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115360309559250729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115360309559250729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/eagle-istic.html' title='Eagle-istic'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115348950856636419</id><published>2006-07-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:35:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boohoo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Siti Nurhaliza - Biarlah Rahsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sis was feeding my lil nephew his milk when i walked in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual... i would give him the wink and the "chuck" sound using my tongue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat obviously caught his attention... it occurs everytime... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as per usual, he would chuckle... and for some unknown reason, the next thing happened... he decided to stop drinking his milk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sis:&lt;/strong&gt; "tadi uncle tak der, danish minum milk... uncle datang jer tak nak minum???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; "finish ur milk! if not uncle will not be playing with u..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the next thing happened... he cried non stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;darn! i made him cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do they actually understand what adults are talking about??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gets me pondering now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115348950856636419?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115348950856636419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115348950856636419&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115348950856636419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115348950856636419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/boohoo.html' title='Boohoo...'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115343438076583118</id><published>2006-07-20T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T06:28:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oversleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rupee - Flaunt It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;overslept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and ppl always imagined dat word to be used when one is working in the morning.. lets say a normal routine morning reporting time for one who is working on office hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and as for me... when im on the morning shift...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but ever imagined having to give that genuine excuse when one is working on nite shift...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;supposed to be at work by 5pm.. and guess wat!!! i woke up at abt 5pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat just simply means i have to speed my way thru to work.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slamat ah kau, beruk!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115343438076583118?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115343438076583118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115343438076583118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115343438076583118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115343438076583118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/oversleeping.html' title='Oversleeping'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115329857480919686</id><published>2006-07-19T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:07:08.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Million Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Siti Nurhaliza - Biarlah Rahsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as u all know by now.. s2006 is reaching soon in town... a major event dats definitely going to affect almost every one in Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with that much of people visiting Spore... definitely the roads gonna be cramped...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and Spore is welcoming these visitors from all around the world with 4 million smiles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;decided to participate in the mural of 4 million smiles... aint a great smiler... but its the thoughts that counts rite?? after all i got nothing to lose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and what my smile might just be worth??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grand Prize:&lt;/strong&gt; OSIM iDesire, Intelligent full body massage chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Prize:&lt;/strong&gt; A pair of Singapore Airlines Economy Class tickets to Tokyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd - 4th Prizes:&lt;/strong&gt; A pair of Singapore Airlines Economy Class tickets to Shanghai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th - 7th Prizes:&lt;/strong&gt; A pair of Singapore Airlines Economy Class tickets to Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th - 10th Prizes:&lt;/strong&gt; A pair of Singapore Airlines Economy Class tickets to Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously... none of the prizes appeal to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OSIM iDesire??? where the heck im gonna squeeze dat in this house which is already cramped up!! tokyo?? shanghai?? hong kong??? hmphhh.. dont really know what im going to do there... but bangkok might just be good... shopping baby!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i said... i got nothing to lose... free perr... jalankan terus sua!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if u wanna participate in the mural [ &lt;a href="http://www.smiles2006.com/content/promotions.htm" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and before i end off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAE DEAREST SISTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dats one good reason to be smiling about.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115329857480919686?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115329857480919686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115329857480919686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115329857480919686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115329857480919686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/4-million-smiles.html' title='4 Million Smiles'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115325111797590758</id><published>2006-07-18T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T03:32:55.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Above Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Adam - Jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is dat what they call...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wen everything doesnt matters to you... when u dont bother if life wont be as great as you want for your ownself... as long as u could see ur love ones happy and have a life that is even greater than they could imagine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when everything is at ur own disadvantage... and yet u still give what u can just so dat ur other half gets the vice versa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u dont care how much pain or salt u have to endure... just so the other could get the sweetest parts of life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the world no longer evolves ard u... but the other... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz at the end of it... if ur loved ones is happy.. u'll be just as happy urself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is dat wat they call love??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been there.. done dat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lirik: Adam - Jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Di manakah pemandangan terindah di dunia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Puas ku cari setelah jauh melangkah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hingga takdir menyuluh ke arah mu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku temu pemandangan itu terlakar di wajahmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dengan setiap renungan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terpesona ku rasakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dengan setiap belaianmu hati makin tersentuh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh kasih, oh kasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku berterima kasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Padamu kerana menyempurnai hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan sakit dah sungguh aku asyik terjatuh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jatuh cinta dengan kamu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalam berjuta-jutaan lagu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada satupun dapat menenteramkan kalbu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melainkan bila kau menyebut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ke telinga bahawa kau juga sayang padaku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dengan setiap lafaz kata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harapan makin menyinar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Untuk kita bersama membina hidup bahagia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh kasih, oh kasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku berterima kasih &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Padamu kerana menyempurnai hidupku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan sakit dah sungguh aku asyik terjatuh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jatuh cinta dengan kamu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku rasa setuah-tuah manusia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nikmati hidup dengan wanita yang ku cinta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115325111797590758?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115325111797590758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115325111797590758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115325111797590758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115325111797590758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/above-self.html' title='Above Self'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115320102611502901</id><published>2006-07-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:45:29.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Raw Oyster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jessica Simpson - With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/sakura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/sakura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dats where i had my dinner for todae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the first time in my god damn life... i ate fresh raw oysters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bluek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats the experience for my first bite on that exotic seafood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the tabasco sauce which i added after dat helps a lot thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now here's some lil unknown facts bout the stuff i ate todae.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oysters - Male or Female??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is no way we can judge their sex by looking at their shells... but like other animals.. they do have their own sexes... and surprisingly, they can actually change sex more than one time in their life span... damn!! they are better than transvestite! but who cares actually bout their sexes... most of the time we just eat it and not bother at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is that tiny crab we see in an oyster?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a species of crab (Pinnotheres ostreum) that has evolved to live harmoniously inside an oyster's shell.... now dats its interesting how they evolved... the wonders of god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do pearls end up inside of oysters?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pearls are produced when foreign material are stucked in their shell.... oysters responds to the irritation by producing nacre which is a combination of calcium and protein... this nacre coats the foreign material and over time produces a pearl.... and after which used by mankind as a jewellery accessories... a waste product produced by oysters... how interesting since i got to know bout this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The "R" Myth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ppl back then says that oysters should be eaten only in months with "r" in them... so months from september to april would be perfectly fine.. the rational to this is dat months that occur during warm weather may have started in the days when oysters where shipped without adequate refrigeration and could spoil.... but with the technology man has developed over years.. we can enjoy oysters any time of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oysters and Their Nutritional Value&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oysters are known to be delicious... ermmm.. yeah rite.. i cant actually agree on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're also one of the most nutritionally well balanced of foods, containing protein, carbohydrates and lipids.... The National Heart and Lung Institute suggest oysters as an ideal food for inclusion in low-cholesterol diets.... four or five medium size oysters supply the recommended daily allowance of iron, copper, iodine, magnesium, calcium, zinc, manganese and phosphorus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now dats crazy... i have a bit of difficulty eating just one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health Tip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because raw foods including oysters may carry bacteria, persons with chronic liver disease, impaired immune systems or cancer should avoid eating raw oysters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hear Say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how much is dis true.. but oysters are known to be good for man... sexually... if u know what i mean... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115320102611502901?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115320102611502901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115320102611502901&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115320102611502901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115320102611502901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-raw-oyster.html' title='First Raw Oyster'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115302767900974330</id><published>2006-07-16T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T13:27:59.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool but Uncool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Destiny Child - Lose My Breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;earlier today i saw a lady wet her pants... its a lady.. full grown chick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah yeah... altogether now... OH MY GAWD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she practically pee in her pants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh... just picture the amount of humiliation she has to go thru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/ketamine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/ketamine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a lighter note... she might have been terrified of something and it resulted to dat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a heavier note.. she could have consumed ketamine and had difficulty controlling her bloody bladder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dat humiliation would teach her lesson if she really consumed that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat do u call it?? cool????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah yeah... u claim it to be cool wen u take ketamine... u r in a world of ur own... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"yahoooo!!!" you say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u go blabbering to those geek frens of urs... u had something that they would even dare to start with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on.. look now... at the end of the day... ur geek frens are cooler by not consuming it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they know when to pee!! how cool is dat!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now peeps... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stay out of drugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u sure dont want dis similar incident to happen to u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115302767900974330?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115302767900974330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115302767900974330&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115302767900974330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115302767900974330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/cool-but-uncool.html' title='Cool but Uncool'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115294491137150520</id><published>2006-07-15T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:30:07.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Cliche'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Shakira - Objection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now... now... dis is some serious shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive been spending too much time on my DVD player...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day in day out... every single bit of my free time i would spend it infront of this screen... watching "FRIENDS"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;completed 3 full seasons as of now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my family has been calling me - FRIENDS geek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you spend too much time on those jokers! get out! meet people from the real world!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i dont know as yet... i would.. rite after i finish all the 8 seasons... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i have some serious problem... i think all those over work dat my player has been going thru' has tired 'him' out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now 'he' is protesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'he' refused to open itself up for another DVD to be inserted in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think gonna let him have a rest for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aniwae one question... wat is a cliche'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got dat word from one of the episodes of FRIENDS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not dat ive never heard it before... but i just dont know when its appropriate to use...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;checked the magical bible called the dictionary and it explains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cliche'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A trite or overused expression or idea: "Even while the phrase was degenerating to cliche' in ordinary public use... scholars were giving it increasing attention" (Anthony Brandt).&lt;br /&gt;2. A person or character whose behavior is predictable or superficial: "There is a young explorer... who turns out not to be quite the cliche expected" (John Crowley).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont get it... anione confident enuf to help this vocabulary deprived guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115294491137150520?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115294491137150520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115294491137150520&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115294491137150520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115294491137150520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-cliche.html' title='What a Cliche&apos;?'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115280626781290235</id><published>2006-07-13T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:08:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Total Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Babyface - When Can I See You Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;should have just followed with what my heart felt earlier dis morning.. should have not turned up for work even thou it was a half dae thingie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;news of my grandma being very sick came earlier dis morning after i gotten ready to go to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a part of me wanna just take an emergency leave... and a part of me just tells me to go ahead to work and if time permits visit her after work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a few hours after work... received the call that felt like an explosion just occured in my brains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...sis in sobs.... &lt;/em&gt;"zul... grandma passed away...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's two things i regret not doing... one to have a last look at her before she breathes her last breath... and another to apologize for all the wrong doings dat ive done since the last time i said sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grandma... im sorry i wasnt there during the last moments of ur existance... im sorry for all those times when i couldnt agree wit u and i just blew my top... im sorry for all those disrespect gestures that i might potray from time to time.. im sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;semoga Allah mencucuri roh nenek ku... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AMIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115280626781290235?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115280626781290235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115280626781290235&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115280626781290235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115280626781290235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-total-regret.html' title='In Total Regret'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115270685302831348</id><published>2006-07-12T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:22:07.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid - Parents Instinct?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Taylor Hicks - Do I Make you Proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;parental control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when a couple is blessed with an offspring... they would always want the best for the kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they would not allow dat... not allow dis... deemed this to be good.. deemed that to be better... and all this just so dat they could see that lil loved one of theirs getting the best out of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they would be extra paranoid over small little stuffs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;often it seems to me like they wanna be in control of that lil one's life 24/7...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;macam tak leh lepas gitu.. mata asyik nak kena tengok jek apa si kecik tu buat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it freaks me out sometimes thinking bout the fact that one day... i would be going thru that phase in my life... thou god knows when... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would i be able to give that 24/7 attention like wat other parents are giving to their kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would i be a good dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recently, i saw myself getting freaked out just like a parent would...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i call it... uncle and nephew r'ship control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my lil bro was taking care of that lil nephew of mine... while i was ironing my shirt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and at one instance.. i realised that my lil bro went to the kitchen leaving that lil nephew of mine alone in the room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an uncle's instinct... i decided to just stretch my body a lil more to check wat my lil nephew was doing in the room... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;paranoid??? im thankful that i am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to my horror... i saw him rolling on the bed and he was inches away from the edge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there wasnt much thinking dat needs to be done... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left all dat i was doing and rushed to save that lil one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time was on my side... he was just inches away... just another roll and he would be off the edge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn u lil bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so telling sis bout dis... u definitely cant be left alone wit the lil nephew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yeah... i am so close to burning a hole in my favourite tshirt... when i left wat i was doing to save dat small one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;god damn it.. cant u be more careful???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;darn... i sound like a dad... all paranoid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115270685302831348?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115270685302831348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115270685302831348&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115270685302831348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115270685302831348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/paranoid-parents-instinct.html' title='Paranoid - Parents Instinct?'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115259524418177863</id><published>2006-07-11T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:02:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Imran Ajmain - Sudah tu Sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets make dis as short as possible as im still tired out... but yet again.. am excited to share the pics of my KL trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was 3 days full of shopping, shopping and shopping....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we shop like there was no tomorrow...without realising the loads of money we had spent during the entire 3 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was there with two of my close friends... peeps who i share my frequent late nites with... peeps who would always be there whenever i am at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/kltrip.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/kltrip.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bak kat pepatah... mana diaorg ada.. aku pun ada... most of the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets cut all these crap and let the pictures do the talking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://zuldanial.multiply.com/photos/album/14" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115259524418177863?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115259524418177863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115259524418177863&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115259524418177863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115259524418177863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115254432460048714</id><published>2006-07-10T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:12:04.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taboo Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bali Lounge - Apa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dis is just to state that im back from KL... well and ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;exhausted to be precise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and working right after i come back from KL is not making it any better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peeps in my line feels that its a taboo to put a newbie out on the road or on an on duty shift... coz nuthing good ever comes out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this was proven damn right today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn it..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im even more tired then i was yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleep~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115254432460048714?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115254432460048714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115254432460048714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115254432460048714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115254432460048714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/taboo-stuffs.html' title='Taboo Stuffs'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115219062125313632</id><published>2006-07-06T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T20:57:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone for Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 311 - Dont Thread on Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in less than 10hrs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would already be on the bus to KL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuuuhhh.. it must have been a long time since i had a vacation... the last has to be in feb last year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with a busy schedule dis year.. i had to keep on delaying my trip... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until the time comes when i said enough is enough.. all else has to wait... im going for my trip first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the long awaited trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KL here i come.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be back on sunday nite peeps... till then... take care! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115219062125313632?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115219062125313632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115219062125313632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115219062125313632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115219062125313632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/gone-for-vacation_06.html' title='Gone for Vacation'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115211364608183859</id><published>2006-07-05T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:34:06.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the S-Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Imran Ajmain - Sudah tu Sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's something for that fucker who miscalculated my bike insurance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah... yeah... and its like my fault that u make a wrong calculation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i have to pay for the difference...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats giving me false hope on a very low bike insurance rite from the start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ASSHOLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115211364608183859?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115211364608183859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115211364608183859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115211364608183859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115211364608183859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-s-hole.html' title='To the S-Hole'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115202517219959015</id><published>2006-07-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:02:18.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sajak Si Ngantuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Peter Pan - Bintang di Syurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bukan stakat manis di bibir sahaja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;telah ku lafazkan kata hati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rasa jiwa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dan seni fikiran setiap hari....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;telah ku tunjukkan padamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;setiap waktu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cintaku hanyalah untukmu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;walaupun jauh dimata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hatiku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tetap untukmu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jgn kau sesekali,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;menduakan cintaku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;atau meraguiku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tubuhku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hatiku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dan semuanya untuk mu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ku rasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bagaikan ku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;di alam mimpi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sungguh payah tuk percaya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bahwa ku telah bertemu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dgn insan yg mencintaiku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insan yang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mencintaiku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sebanyak ku mencintainya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kisah cinta yang sebegini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ku ingatkan hanya akan berlaku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;di drama atau telemovie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahai tuhanku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teruskan lah buaikan ku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;di alam mimpi ini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kerna ku tak sanggup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sungguh ku tak sanggup... berpisah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dengan nyer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ku mahu terus hidup di alam mimpi.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115202517219959015?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115202517219959015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115202517219959015&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115202517219959015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115202517219959015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/sajak-si-ngantuk.html' title='Sajak Si Ngantuk'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115201508197641766</id><published>2006-07-03T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:11:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Office Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Beyonce feat. Slim Thug - Check on It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first day of office hours AGAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i never liked working on office hours... i hate dragging out of bed every morning.. and being tired at the end of the day... no late nights.. simply coz ill be working again on the next day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and only one day thru a straight 4 day period of office hours... its already killing me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tired out.. seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i guess i just need to lie down and watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S DVD... and it will surely bring me to my land of dreams... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lucky for me... dis time round it'll be only for four days... come dis friday... im off for my short holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will be going to KL.... woooohoooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so looking forward for dat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye lah singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115201508197641766?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115201508197641766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115201508197641766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115201508197641766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115201508197641766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/hate-office-hours.html' title='Hate Office Hours'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115184702535928916</id><published>2006-07-02T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:47:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Luther Vandross - Id Rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another point of history in the making...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another date in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a close friend of 10 years got engaged today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how time flies... i knew her back in early teens... and 10 years laster which just feels like 10 weeks apart... she's engaged..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one year later from now... she'll be making another history... by settling down with that man of her choice... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and who knows a year later from then.. she'll be carrying her lil ones in her arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just how fast all those events will come by in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things went smoothly for her todae... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a few last minutes helping hand on my part does make a difference out of the whole event...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alhamdulillah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/tunang.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/tunang.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for now... wishing her all the bestest of luck and warm wishes... from her group of friends... ppl who stood by her in times of need and happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://zuldanial.multiply.com/photos/album/13" target="_blank"&gt;The Photo Album&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115184702535928916?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115184702535928916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115184702535928916&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115184702535928916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115184702535928916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/engagement.html' title='The Engagement'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115169965566641892</id><published>2006-07-01T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T06:00:51.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comes July e 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Fuad Rahman n' Mira - Bila Rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats definitely a date dat showcases the death of smokers in Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today marks the date whereby smoking is ban at food outlets like hawker centres, coffeshops, cafes and fast food outlets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it started initially with the ban of smoking at bus stops... taxi stands... interchanges...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dat was still alright given the fact that i dont smoke at these areas.. i take my delicious fags at carparks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but with the new ban imposed.. dats definitely gonna cause a great problem for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most of my time... late nights... consist of late night supper with a chit chat session on the tables of food outlets all ard Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/monkey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/monkey.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with this ban imposed today... there's gonna be a drastic change in my lifestyle perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ta pao and eat elsewhere?? possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there goes my al-azhar... my haji karim... my lao pa sat... my newton... i will definitely not stay long in these areas with this new ban...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i heard they are allowing 20 percent of the outdoor seating for smoking area... gosh... i think smokers at these areas consist more than that percentage... does dis means we would see smokers fighting for seatings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at a food outlet... lets say a big one... and u can only find people seating cluttered at one area... and the other areas... vacant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it would definitely be a funny sight... sounds to me like these people are cluttered there watching world cup... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets see if this new ban is working for me... who knows i might just reduce my tobacco intake and eventually quit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on second thoughts... neh... never gonna happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and by the way... im halfway correct to my predictions... Germany will meet Italy in the semis... now lets see if England will meet Brazil to justify how masin my mulut can be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115169965566641892?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115169965566641892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115169965566641892&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115169965566641892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115169965566641892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/07/comes-july-e-1st.html' title='Comes July e 1st'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115157012168694573</id><published>2006-06-29T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:35:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gelak Ketawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Fort Minor - Where'd You Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i knw dis may be a bit too slow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but finally, ive gotten whole of the entire collection of F.R.I.E.N.D.S sitcom DVDs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dats something to keep me bust for next upcoming days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mari aku gelak ketawa bersama mereka mereka... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yahoooooooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115157012168694573?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115157012168694573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115157012168694573&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115157012168694573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115157012168694573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/gelak-ketawa.html' title='Gelak Ketawa'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115152473765815148</id><published>2006-06-28T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T04:12:00.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Selepas MC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damasutra - Seribu Bayangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuiyoh... dah naik lemak aku 6 hari MC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tadi nak patah alik kerja... bercinta siot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;angun pagi2 dah menjadi sebuah problem yg begitu besar... tetap kenalah drag diri aku nie bangun dari katil aku yg comfortable nak mampus tu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a 12 hour shift pun menjadi problem sikit skarg... mata nie tak tahan... asyik mengantuk jek....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mungkin pasal aku pi tgk Brazil match kot... nasib baik tak tgk France lawan Spain... kalau tengok.. aku rasa confirm lah tak angun terus....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aniway, side track sikit... BRAZIL menang dok!!! 3-0!! power dah... defence si Ghana rabak seh... tiga tiga goal Brazil dpt past thru the defense with an open field for a goal... kimek!!! but it could be 3-1 thou... Brazil nyer goalie nyer kaki just happens to have his foot there to prevent the goal from happening.. speaking of luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok.. back to the topic... nie aku ada suatu cerita kekek yg jadi tadi... kekek sikit... mangkuk sikit pun ada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was in the lift with the boys... skali masa nak turun ker ground floor.. the lift stop lah at one of the floors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bila pintu tu bukak jerr.. ada lah satu pompuan nie tercegak kat pintu tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;courtesy sake lah kan... kiter semua undur ke blakang sikit... kirakan nak jadi gentleman lah... make way for the lady...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pintu pun tutup lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lepas tu.. aku tak tahu lah apasal lah kan.. si serunding kawan aku satu tu.. pi ketawa... tak tahu lah apa yg dia gelak kan pun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;skali tu pompuan dlm lift bersuara lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"something's funny???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tone dia mcm tak puas ati larrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;member aku tu pun terus senyap lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dlm hati aku... kimek... nie pompuan... skali aku kasi dia tendangan maut baru dia tahu... step kiter ketawa kat dia jek... kalau jambu tak per... tak jambu nak kerek lak tu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;member aku pun satu... apsal kau pi ketawa lah gengs!!! salah timing bro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mana aku nak letak muka aku!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115152473765815148?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115152473765815148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115152473765815148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115152473765815148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115152473765815148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/kisah-selepas-mc.html' title='Kisah Selepas MC'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115135927890768386</id><published>2006-06-27T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:07:13.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dygta feat Ira - Cintamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i either get myself involved with people who r already attached... or engaged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or better still involved with people who have two guys going after her... and she's clueless with who she wants to be with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its a headache seriously... and i dont usually want to land myself up in such a mess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and if i do get a nice girl with no such complications... i become the biggest jerk ever in their life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its karma... evil begets evil... and i have my ownself to blame on for such a mess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im thankful enough that she confessed that she is confused between two.. well at least honesty is always the best in all situations... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when THE MUM had gotten involved in the matter... making noise at her for going out with me on every other nites and with another on those days im not with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey.... things got to stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well... i didnt wanna be the one to say... hey look here.. u got to choose one... coz im pretty sure she's wise enough to know dat for a fact... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and of coz i dont wanna be the one to say.. u go ahead with the other... and just vanish away from her life like wat i did with the one before dis... coz thats almost impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;given the fact that i am a fren of her elder sister... hw can one just cuts away all means of contacts with the person when u r still befriending the sis??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aint possible rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat choice do i have anyway... but to leave with saying.. call me whenever u need me... coz i dont want to be hanging on something that almost unsure... i dont want history to repeat itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat a mess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just my luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/luck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/luck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speaking of which... i watched Just My Luck earlier... i thot it'll be a boring romantic movie meant for girls... but seriously.. its a gd show... with touches of humour... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its the fact that lindsay lohan acted in that show... and dats why it got my eyes glued to the screen... u should know wat i mean.. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, its interesting to know how luck can be passed thru kissing... and its even more interesting to see how one's luck can go so bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;expect the unimaginable... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;id recommend dis for the time being while we wait for superman to be aired in the cinema soon.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a lil somthing bout world cup... my predictions.. and i hope it'll be right... in the semis, Germany will meet Italy... and England will meet Brazil... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kiter tgk eh kalau mulut aku masin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115135927890768386?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115135927890768386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115135927890768386&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115135927890768386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115135927890768386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-my-luck.html' title='Just My Luck'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115126955740361931</id><published>2006-06-26T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T05:27:27.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Shania Twain n' Bryan Adams - From this Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fed up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holland lost to Portugal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost for words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a good match... and im sure all agree... holland had tried their best during the second half... beraper banyak bola siak dia org rembat kat goal post tu... just not their luck ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;asyik buat aku lompat sana.. lompat sini during the whole match hoping for that one bloddy miracle... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arghhhhhh..... its all so damn wrong!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like wat dopeyy said... bye bye orange....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Portugal meets England in quarters... siap ah kau Portugal... nanti aku SMS England suruh thrash kowang abis abis... u just wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115126955740361931?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115126955740361931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115126955740361931&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115126955740361931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115126955740361931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/bye-orange.html' title='Bye Orange'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115126263630850398</id><published>2006-06-26T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:10:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kemaruk Indon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OAG - Merpati Putih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MC's over... dis calls for celebration!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;off i go over to my favourite spot... the karaokes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ish ish... gusi masih sakit.. berdegil jugak nak nyanyi!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mestilah.. aku rindu nak terpekik terpekau luahkan suara aku yg tak sedap langsung nie... nasib tak hujan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;banyak banyak lagu di dunia nie... im stuck to singing indon songs today most of the time... frm radja to peterpan to yana yulio to tofu... sungguh ku tak mengerti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feeling indon kot....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nasib baik tak nyanyi dangdut siol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nari pun hari terserempak aku.... org org yg tak slalu aku leh terserempak kat luar alih alih muncul dlm dunia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first was a colleague... apa citer lah... bukan slalu terserempak kat luar mana mana boleh nmpk muka dia lak... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;second was a case of the ex... terkejut jgk biler alih alih... out of nowhere... nama aku dipekik... waduh!!! jadik tak kena gaya gue... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dis usually happens... i dont know why.. but ill feel awkward when i see my ex on the streets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lastly and the best one of all.. u make my day ah bro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku terserempak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/awie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/awie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ABG AWIE kiter lah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waduh.... betul tak ku sangka'in loh.... tgh ada late nite supper pun leh ternampak artis terbesar di msia.... thanks to epul who initiated a conversation (maklumlah... gue ni pemalu org nyer si)... aku dpt bergambar dgn si artis itu dong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gerek seh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just before i end off... England won the match against Ecuador... me so expected that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115126263630850398?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115126263630850398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115126263630850398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115126263630850398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115126263630850398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/kemaruk-indon.html' title='Kemaruk Indon'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115118663444534139</id><published>2006-06-25T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:34:35.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Showdown Italy '90</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Chenelle - Teach Me How to Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know dis is like the second post for today... but just cant resist not to... im satisfied to see who gets into the quarters of WC... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Argentina vs Mexico - it was a definitely a match worth watching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mexico was in his top most form and i definitely expected more from Argentina despite what was showcased...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;barely 6 mins into the match... Mexico took its lead for the match... and about 4 mins later... Mexico paved way for history to be made in Germany 2006... by scoring an own goal for Argentina... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the end of 90 mins.... despite both teams playing hard at attacking and defencing... the scores still lies at 1-1... thus paving way for history to be made in this year's FIFA World Cup... the first extra time being played in a match... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during the extra time... Argentina scored the most magnificient goal that ive ever seen... a prefect spot of scoring after receiving a ball on his chest and giving a left footed volley straight into the goal post.... simply perfect... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/argentina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/argentina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Argentina would be meeting Germany in the quarters... a re-showdown of finals of Italy '90... after winning the match earlier by 2-1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will Germany emerged victory against Argentina like wat happened in Italy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we shall just see... now dats one hell of a match dat i would definitely not wanna miss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;power dok......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115118663444534139?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115118663444534139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115118663444534139&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115118663444534139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115118663444534139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/re-showdown-italy-90.html' title='Re-Showdown Italy &apos;90'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115117122385685988</id><published>2006-06-25T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:29:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My WC Fever Starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Imran Ajmain - Sudah tu Sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kan mulut aku masin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku dah ckp dah... germany mesti menang... kasi 2 goal lah sama dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i should have betted... i should have... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the entire family was in... just to get ourselves seated infront of the television to catch Germany thrashing Sweden... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am not an avid soccer fan.. and if u do catch me watching it... there's probably a good reason behind it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and today was due to the fact that i dont wanna miss out the first match that determines the first team to get into the quarter finals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/germany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/germany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like i predicted... a 2-0 victory for Germany over at Berlin earlier....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweden main pun mcm konek... tak all out.. tak der fight.. mendak siol tgk dorang pass bola gitu mcm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an opportunity where they could have possibly scored a goal during the penalty kick.. they wasted the whole opportunity by whacking the ball up so high... bodoh sak... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodbye Sweden... U R OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i predict Germany will meet Argentina in the quarters... dat is if Argentina gets to thrash Mexico lah later... fuiyoh... if dat happens... the quarters match mesti fight giler nyer... we will see a rematch for finals of Italy '90!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but nevertheless... so hoping to see Brazil in the finals... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we just got to wait for dat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115117122385685988?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115117122385685988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115117122385685988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115117122385685988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115117122385685988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-wc-fever-starts.html' title='My WC Fever Starts'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115111979304756666</id><published>2006-06-24T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T11:36:11.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Tukang Gaji Kaper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rihanna - Unfaithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah bagus lah tu! bodoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kau pi kerja.. aku yg nak kena kemas tempat kau tido!! kau pikir aku amah kaperr... tukang gaji kau???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im bickering like some old maid early dis morning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe partly due to the fact i have to wake up like 7 plus in the morning to accompany my sis to polyclinic for her son's appointment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my bad headache aint helping dat much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and come home to the fact that my lil bro wakes up.. get ready to get to work.. and left his bed unmade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looks like i have to do that shit work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but why the hell im complaining... my mum did it when i was so much younger.. and never once i saw her blog about it and complained... yeah yeah... she doesnt even know whats internet... but dats besides the point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the point is she doesnt complains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah watever lah kan... gonna continue my beauty sleep on his bed!! at least i got a reason to make the bed later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smart eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115111979304756666?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115111979304756666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115111979304756666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115111979304756666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115111979304756666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/aku-tukang-gaji-kaper.html' title='Aku Tukang Gaji Kaper?'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115109227855172974</id><published>2006-06-23T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T04:03:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mikaila - So In Love With Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont understand how some people can pledge their love for more than one person at the same point of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;personally, i have trouble maintaining one.. simply coz i can be grumpy at times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few could vouch to this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i dont want to be disturbed... please dont knock on my door... u hit it... u get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a lot fewer managed to tame me... tsk tsk... *blushing*... malu lah saya!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but fuck all those crap... how bout those that goes two timing??? where the hell they find time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets not talk bout time.. lets talk bout attention and love... how do they actually manage to divide their time all so damn well.. till the point that none of those two actually realise??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smart cheaters!!! fuckers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe im just bad at lying... seriously... most of the time.. i just couldnt bear to lie to someone dat im close wit... even if i do lie.... i would voluntary speak the truth one day... cant go on living with a piece of lie.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok ok.. lain lah mak bapak.. tu tipu sunat! cakaplah kowang tak pernah tipu dorang?? reality and not denial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wats all this talk bout two timing and all?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just finished watching all the episodes of a bloody short drama bout a guy who is three timing!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if u r as bored as me... with nothing much to do during 6 days MC... u can kindly click on the link below to catch it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/soup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://www.soupmovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Soup of the Day&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn!! where the hell does this guy find time.... share lah sikit bro!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115109227855172974?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115109227855172974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115109227855172974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115109227855172974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115109227855172974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/three-timing.html' title='Three Timing'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115100735103879166</id><published>2006-06-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T04:15:51.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Made My Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Imran Ajmain - Sudah tu Sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it just makes my heart melt when he laughs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and no.. im not gay obviously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he just captured my heart when im ard him and he just starts to chuckle... there is definitely something special bout it... it is like his eyes sparkles whenever he laughs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know i made his day when i managed to make him laugh... and it definitely, no questions asked, made my day as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i will always look forward to another time where he would give me the same laugh and smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but definitely today, he made my day when he gave me his laugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/chuckled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/chuckled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my nephew, aqeef danish, u brighten up my day today! a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115100735103879166?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115100735103879166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115100735103879166&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115100735103879166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115100735103879166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/he-made-my-day.html' title='He Made My Day!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115083664851710475</id><published>2006-06-21T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T05:15:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ungu - Demi Waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i could still remember those days when i was still younger... so much younger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whilst sitting in the classroom... and out of nowhere.. a student came knocking on the door with clip board file... looking for a few students dat was listed on it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my name was called...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a point of no return... im meeting the dentist!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have never liked going to one... i could not take the smell of one... and the doctor wasnt at all gentle... pricking my tooth here and there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and these memories lasted till now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday gathered all the courage i would need to meet my own greatest fear.. to meet the dentist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its dues to the fact i was not able to sleep the entire nite before due to the pain that struck on my wisdom tooth.. too unbearable dat i decided to have dat fixed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the xray result came out.. i was shocked at the fact how the wisdom tooth was growing on my jaw... it is practically growing horizontally into my teeth.... no wonder dat hurts so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/wisdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/wisdom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so got three of the tooth on my right side removed... two below and one at the top... a lot rite?? rongak siak aku!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the whole process of surgery wasnt something dat was bad... i didnt feel anything at all... even the anaesthetic injection to make my mouth numb wasnt all dat painful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after the operation... i became giddy... probably due to the drilling sounds and the pricking of my tooth dat kept playing in my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when im at home and the anaesthetic effect starts to wear off... dats where all the pain starts coming back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i guess dats ok... since i got 6 days of MC to tahan the pain at home... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115083664851710475?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115083664851710475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115083664851710475&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115083664851710475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115083664851710475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-more-wisdom.html' title='No More Wisdom'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115076310153855359</id><published>2006-06-19T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T08:26:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competitive World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Taylor Hicks - Do I Make You Proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man was born the way that they are... to be competitive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it is a way to find out who is better than the rest... to see that one person outshine... to see who deserve that "title"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a way, it also helps man to go against what they thought they are able to achieve... to strive for even the better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;survival of the fittest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and even on our television sets... we do see the numerous competitions happening in reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a fine example... and a personal favourite.. "The Amazing Race"... where all raced their way around the world to achieve that monetary reward....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and lets take reality check on what is happening now... the World Cup.. dats another competition to see which deserve dat big throphy... something which has got all man all over the world involved... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets not forget.. Singapore Idol 2... which is happening concurrently... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these are still ongoing and peeps are still awaiting for that final showdown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a final showdown just ended today as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today marks the end of Suria's Anugerah Skrin... and marks the start of the real entertainment journey for the winners....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;presenting... the winners of Anugerah Skrin '06...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/anugerah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/anugerah1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;congrats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but seriously, i was expecting a different set of couple to win dat title... but just sadly... luck wasnt on their side... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/anugerah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/anugerah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not many would agree on my choice... esp. surianny... many says she got a character that does not appeal to them... but nevertheless, i feel she got the maturity in her to act on the many different roles dat an actor needs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for shah, i just liked the comedian in him.. badut circus kot... wahaha... but he's natural with all these jokes and comedy that was potrayed by him... dats something dat i guess aint easy for one to potray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever ones opinion on all the finalist... i guess all the top 12 finalist had tried their best... and all are equally good... or at least within there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all deserve a round of applause dont ya think.... and to an ol' fren who was also one of the 12 finalist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/anugerah3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/anugerah3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont be disheartened bout not getting in as one of the 6 finalist today... u did good as an overall... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115076310153855359?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115076310153855359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115076310153855359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115076310153855359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115076310153855359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/competitive-world.html' title='Competitive World'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115073964460460724</id><published>2006-06-18T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:54:04.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seconds of Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bryan Adams - Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont normally watch the news... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my source of news usually comes from word of mouth... when peeps sit down and talk.. and just share what they learnt bout the day... shares what is most talked about... shares what was seen and wat was heard... dats second hand news.. but what the hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aniwae... i did something different for the day.. to sit and watch the news... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and surprisingly saw what i dont normally would see on other days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;familiar faces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it started with the face of my aunt and her kid having some fun games at east coast park.. something bout bonding families together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and awhile later.. caught a glimpse of a secondary school mate... who was involved in some arts productions... fuiyoh... glamour lah bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and awhile more... saw another familiar face... najie's fwen doing the malay tarian or something.. not very au fait wit the malay arts.. especially when it comes to tarian... kalau ckp pasal dikir barat.. aku tahu lerr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well dats a lot of familiar face for a half hour news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw u guys.. i saw u... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw u in ur seconds of fame.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115073964460460724?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115073964460460724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115073964460460724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115073964460460724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115073964460460724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/seconds-of-fame.html' title='Seconds of Fame'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115049037492107167</id><published>2006-06-17T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T04:42:07.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - empty playlist -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this was typed in a moment full of pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was practically fine all the way... until when i reached home... my gums starts aching badly!! gosh!! at this hour!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its probably due to my wisdom tooth.. dammit! told u to have it removed much earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ache has given me a sickening headache... something which i can no longer tolerate.. felt like just giving this head a good bump on the wall.. well at least dat helps me with forgetting the pain on my gums...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i can feel that my temperature is rising up.. dammit!! all doesnt feel too good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im in a dreadful pain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubled my intake of pain killers.. but obviously dat didnt work for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;urghhhh........ i cant get to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im rocking myself on this chair trying to forget that the pain is not there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not working!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gawd! why must u make me suffer like dis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aniwae.. sorri to those friends which i just fucked earlier on the fone... i know u all didnt deserve dat... and sorri to my bro as well who got a fair share of being fucked for being irritating with the tones on his bloody handphone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sorri... but for goodness sake... im practically not thinking straight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115049037492107167?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115049037492107167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115049037492107167&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115049037492107167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115049037492107167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-pain.html' title='In Pain'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115046501415659773</id><published>2006-06-16T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:40:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's e' Tagboard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ungu - Demi Waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;decided to do without the tag board this time round... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the comment link would do just fine for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup... like uve - already, obviously, without having to mention - noticed... i changed my skin once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess i got too tired of looking at boxes... hahaha... u r right Jana... it just doesnt seem to reflect good upon myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and of all days... i wasted my entire time on building this skin and making it right for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat a loser... people take leave to do something more fruitful... whereas i stuck myself to this bloody computer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just wait for the day that this thing crash.. choi! but dat would be the end of my life i guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now dat im done... im ready to just get out of this room... and meet with the people in the reality world... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive had enough of cyber world for today... goodbye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115046501415659773?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115046501415659773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115046501415659773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115046501415659773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115046501415659773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/wheres-e-tagboard.html' title='Where&apos;s e&apos; Tagboard?'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115038945000770929</id><published>2006-06-15T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T00:39:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd Try Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damasutra - Seribu Bayangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good news....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at last another reply for my younger bro... he made it thru for the first interview once again after missing the earlier one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/force.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/force.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;congrats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he betta make sure he dont miss it this time round... you betta have it marked on ur calendar or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and hopefully in the coming months ahead... there'll be another joining the force just like his brothers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yet again.. dont say i didnt warned... it isnt sunday everyday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115038945000770929?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115038945000770929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115038945000770929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115038945000770929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115038945000770929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/2nd-try-out.html' title='The 2nd Try Out'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115029455497191509</id><published>2006-06-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:15:55.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Che'Nelle - Teach Me How to Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there has been numerous dance movies that has caught my attention thru these years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a top most favourite would always be "Save the last dance"... a movie that i wouldnt grew bored off... even if i watch it a few more times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yesterday... i watched "Take the Lead" once again.. i like the way they incorporate ball room dancing with reggae, hiphop... just to keep it to that fast moving tempo... a recommended movie if u have not watched...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and there are a few other dance movies that are still vivid in my mind... such as "Honey" and "You got Served"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all are great in their own way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe they should start showing more of these kind of movies in the near future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115029455497191509?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115029455497191509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115029455497191509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115029455497191509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115029455497191509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/dance.html' title='Dance'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115016244336282788</id><published>2006-06-13T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:34:03.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KFC or Mc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Daddy Yankee - Lo Que Paso Paso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone mentioned to me dis and i was quite surprised that someone actually came up with that statement in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You are a Mat! You will definitely choose KFC...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/fastfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/fastfood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it came about bcoz i chose Mc over KFC... come on... i chose the latter simply coz ive always been eating Mc on every other day... it doesnt harm to change my appetite rite???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wats the connection between KFC and Mats?? i totally dont get it.... do Mats actually prefer KFC among the various fast food joints???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmphhh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive never actually realised that at a KFC fast food joint.. it would definitely be made up of those mats.... im still wondering why that statement was first made by dat person.. outrageous in a weird way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;personally... if given a choice of all the fast food joints... i wouldnt choose KFC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burger King will still be my top most favourite... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115016244336282788?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115016244336282788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115016244336282788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115016244336282788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115016244336282788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/kfc-or-mc.html' title='KFC or Mc?'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-115004290952200618</id><published>2006-06-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T00:49:08.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bone Thugs n' Harmony - Wanna Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;watched a malay telemovie earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it got me thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a person who wasnt born a muslim embraced Islam and held on tight to the religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whereas a person who is born a muslim... most of the times would forget to do even the basics... like a simple five times prayers per day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something for all the muslims including myself to ponder and reflect ourselves upon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-115004290952200618?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/115004290952200618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=115004290952200618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115004290952200618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/115004290952200618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/repent.html' title='Repent!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114998558151006753</id><published>2006-06-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T08:28:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh Tarik Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Green Day - Time of Your Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we spent our younger years grewing up together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school hols while we were so much younger were never complete without me staying over at his place playing our silly games... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our early teenage years were spent like wak wak kedai kopi... and we spent a whole lot of time sitting and chatting over a glass of teh tarik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not forgetting the countless pool games we played against each other... makdi... duit cam jatuh dari langit gitu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at every family outing and chalets... we would be the crazy ones among the rest... the loud and the noisiest... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he was one of the closest cousin that me and my bros had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and as time passes... we grew too "proud" of our own life... and we mellowed down... came to a part where u lead ur life.. and i lead mine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/bridegroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/bridegroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt share much of the late teens nor the early adulthood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and today... marks another point of turn in his life... without realising.. he's married...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alhamdulillah... the akad nikah went on smoothly for him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and tomorrow would be the big ceremony... hope dat goes off well for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's now a married man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114998558151006753?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114998558151006753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114998558151006753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114998558151006753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114998558151006753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/teh-tarik-story.html' title='Teh Tarik Story'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114983763932118902</id><published>2006-06-09T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:27:24.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu for Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Limp Bizkit - Take a Look Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aint got dat much of time to update.. spend my days working and sleeping.. before i get on with life with my another episode of work in my life... here's a comedy dat happened recently... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: "nak menu??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/menu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fren: "huh???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: "apa yg huh???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fren: "apa kau cakap???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: "aku tanyer... nak menu???"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fren: "sial ah!!!! aku dengar nak main u!!!!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kimek... aku cakap cepat sangat kerr... kowang kowang nie lembab pick up siol.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114983763932118902?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114983763932118902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114983763932118902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114983763932118902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114983763932118902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/menu-for-sex.html' title='Menu for Sex'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114966343698598493</id><published>2006-06-07T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T15:06:02.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trumpet was Blown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hattan - Memburu Rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"when the first angel... blew its trumpet..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;......i held my breathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then it showcases several pictures of disruption dat happened to our modern world society....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was what was shown on The Omen - a movie that was just released yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a story about what is feared by most of us.. a period of the unknown... a day where we wont know when it would happen... but definitely not today according to the teachings of Islam... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz according to HIM... it falls on a Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Armaegeddon - the end of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still giving me the creeps if i still think of the whole story... seriously it wasnt dat much of a horror... but the story plot definitely leaves a deep impact... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/devilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/devilson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one thing i certainly wish is dat my kid doesnt turn out like damien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh!! how can a kid go frantic when he see a church?? or in my case.. if he see a mosque...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something is definitely wrong.. all so damn wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;catch the movie... definitely something worth watching... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114966343698598493?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114966343698598493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114966343698598493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114966343698598493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114966343698598493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/trumpet-was-blown.html' title='The Trumpet was Blown!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114962215462875731</id><published>2006-06-06T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T03:47:34.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish Hour Temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Westlife - What Makes a Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had an hour to waste at town before a fren finished work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had choices.. roam around the street... or sit down have my coffee at starbucks... or play arcade... or book the tix to the movies dat we would be watching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but no.. i didnt choose any of dat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i chose to go to toys r' us and see wats the newest toy dat they have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok.. laugh now if u want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not everyday... and its not always... dat i would wanna go there to see toys.. but just felt the child in me for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the first thing i saw was dis subaru car which could move by using a battery operated controller...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just saw a kid played this about two days back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back then, i thot to myself.. how lucky... dis kid got a toy that probably cost a bomb... how wonderful if i had parents as such... im sure they dont mind buying me a real subaru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was fooled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the thing cost like freaking 19 bucks.. which tempted me to buy.. it could be quite interesting to just play ard with it once in awhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i set my eyes on this famous and likeable board game.. monopoly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the unique thing bout the one i saw was that it is one dat is of singapore edition... some of the road names that were used were like queen astrid park and nassim rd... how local and interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was tempted to buy dat as well.. maybe one of these days when i dont ride my bike out i would.. coz if i did.. then i would look stupid carrying such bulky item on my boxless bike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/84/272/320/taxi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/84/272/200/taxi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i set my eyes on another toy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singapore's own local 'comfort' taxi toy car.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now whats up with that!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wonder who would actually buy that???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really wonder.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114962215462875731?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114962215462875731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114962215462875731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114962215462875731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114962215462875731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/childish-hour-temptations.html' title='Childish Hour Temptations'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114953354771857661</id><published>2006-06-05T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T03:44:25.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil with Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Toni Braxton - Spanish Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can never be an angel who could "satisfy" everyone around me... i can never be the good one who takes into considerations of other feelings at my own disadvantage... i can never be dat guy who could give u all smiles and yet deep down.. im frowning at myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/84/272/320/angeldevil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/84/272/200/angeldevil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just cant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i just had to be crude with my words to just make people see the whole picture.. and more than often.. i stepped on the wrong foot... i said words dat shouldnt have been there in the first place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: fuck lah... stop! i dont want to hear your story...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she: huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i mean.. he fucking dont get it does he?? you already told him to just fuck off.. and after all that he is still coming back for more... im sick of hearing it again.. he is one fucking asshole who dont understand simple english!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she: wat can i do seh... ive already tried ignoring him.. and he would still talk to me... and if i dont talk to him.. he would make my day at work one dat is worst then hell...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: come on! one person has to be the bad guy here.. and it has to be you!! coz he fucking dont understand! you want to please him.. make him happy... at the expense of ur own unhappiness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... for fuck sake... ppl at work are talking bout u.. dammit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she: urghhhh!! u fucking dont get it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: fuck ah! gimme his number.. i give him a piece of my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she: dont want arh... it will definitely affect my work... i still need his help most of the time to liase with other people...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ok... then just let ppl talk then... if u r comfortable with people saying dat u r sleeping with him.. then be it!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i lost my cool once again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and more than often.. i felt even worst than when it first started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dammit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114953354771857661?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114953354771857661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114953354771857661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114953354771857661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114953354771857661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/devil-with-words_05.html' title='Devil with Words'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114942969574211046</id><published>2006-06-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:01:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Folks Hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Shania Twain n' Bryan Adams - From This Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i definitely do not have the courage and obviously im impressed that they do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;line dancing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a hobby that has seemed to be increasingly adopted by the old folks in singapore... well not really old folks.. late 40s i would say... especially within the chinese community... so far have not seen any malays or indians doing it.. so please enlighten me if there is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;earlier, i was at far easy square... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i caught a glimpse of line dancing that was happening there... it was all norm i guess.. something that you guys would have seen somewhere in your neighbourhood at times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat caught my attention happened a bit later where a couple made their way to the centre and started doing the tango...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/tango.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/tango.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;obviously they do not have a sense of rhythm in them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their steps didnt suit the song that the band was playing... dats one... and tango is a dance that needs consistency.. a rhythmatic kind of flow... they didnt have dat either.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was kinda funny looking at the way they dance.. and the way the man spins the lady ard at some point.. i cant help but laugh softly in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but nevertheless, face the fact... they are brave enough to go out there and do wat they like best.. and mind u.. they were the only one dancing.. im sure u dont have that courage... neither do i...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their courage was definitely something that was worth mentioning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;line dancers... wa caya la sama lu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114942969574211046?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114942969574211046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114942969574211046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114942969574211046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114942969574211046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-folks-hobby.html' title='Old Folks Hobby'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114938072356425314</id><published>2006-06-03T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:34:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Holiday Trip to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Radja - Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i managed to go for the shortest trip ever possible with fee.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even thou it was short as hell.. we enjoyed every part of it.. not regretting a moment of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats what trips are meant to be in the first place.. enjoyable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shall not discuss much bout the trip coz ive actually captured lots of pictures bout it using my nokia 6280... and these could be viewed [ &lt;a href="http://zuldanial.multiply.com/photos/photo/12/47" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ]... pictorials are still the best to describe bout sequence and emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during the trip... i discovered something which i have actually been looking out for quite sometime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the picture reflected on the right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/colours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/colours.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the said telephone booth was actually first seen in one of the bogs that i hopped before.. and since then.. i was kinda curious bout where the said phone is located at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uniqueness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont see such colourful background at telephone booths around normally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was kinda great when i finally found it! it was really a trip that was worthwhile... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114938072356425314?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114938072356425314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114938072356425314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114938072356425314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114938072356425314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/short-holiday-trip-to.html' title='Short Holiday Trip to....'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114925926416959269</id><published>2006-06-02T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:05:03.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddist Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damasutra - Seribu Bayangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think im a saddist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;others would have very bright and colourful things in their blogs... whereas i would rather keep mine as black and white...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wouldnt deny.. i started out with something colourful as well.. well at least... black background with lots of colours... but they dont potray much bout me i guess... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont feel comfortable looking at my blog everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then the evolution started... it started from a white background...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slowly... i realised that each time i change the skin of my blog.. i would have it in black and white... or at least greyish... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/blackwhite.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/blackwhite.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;each time i look at my blog.. im loving it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weird aint it?? how i dont find colours colourful but irritating... and a simple blog like black, white and grey... i find most appealing... old skool lah katerkan.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it me or is it just my eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways... changed my skin once again.. these time restricting myself to boxes.. not something which i actually prefer... but i just like the way everything seemed to be organized within boxes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u dont like?? get out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont u criticise my work dat i painstakingly took to build... and withstanding the tiredness and sleepiness feeling within me... just to get this up and running...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drained out now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleep~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114925926416959269?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114925926416959269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114925926416959269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114925926416959269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114925926416959269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/saddist-me.html' title='Saddist Me'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114913912150239401</id><published>2006-06-01T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:18:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coincidental</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ungu - Demi Waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its too coincidental... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i actually held my breath... when i heard the news... disbelief... that someone went thru the same thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but em thankful... i escaped the tremor with just very minor wounds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was chatting with a blogger.. and she mentioned her bf just got involved in an accident.. a taxi rammed his bike from behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/livetoride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/livetoride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gulp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an accident which happened to me before... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he lost his left arm... just had an operation yesterday.. but no news till today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;double gulp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;realli thanking god that i didnt suffer such an injury...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;praying hard for dat bf of hers to recover... its kinda sad to hear what another biker goes thru after an accident... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see... im not dat hard hearted after all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114913912150239401?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114913912150239401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114913912150239401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114913912150239401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114913912150239401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/06/coincidental.html' title='The Coincidental'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114909361674692925</id><published>2006-05-31T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T00:50:03.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a Cool Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Babyface - The Loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont usually lose my cool.. even for the most terrible things... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;certainly not when in person.. lets not talk about blogging.. coz dats the oni way that i do actually express myself.. relieving all that i had kept within myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but today.. i just lost it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i just cant accept self centred people who oni wants things to go their way and not sparing a thought for others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on.. even others do have their own problems.. and this world doesnt evolve ard yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it surely wasnt a pretty sight when i lose my cool... sarcasm comes along with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and damn it! i hate dat feeling... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hate it when my blood just shoots up to the max at high speed... where the brain just go berzerk.... where i lost grip of myself for that split moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i thank myself dat i do have some form of control to my emotions... within an instance.. i could just get back my cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and damn it zul... just smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114909361674692925?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114909361674692925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114909361674692925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114909361674692925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114909361674692925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-cool-thing.html' title='Not a Cool Thing'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114898060120656125</id><published>2006-05-30T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:50:31.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions to my Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Radja - Tulus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive sinned!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt know why... ive tried so hard not to for months.. but i guess i could no longer control my desires... damn!!! how i wish i had not made that first move... im utterly dissapointed in myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;god!! how could u allow this to happen to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;every step that i took felt so wrong.. but still i continued on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why had i become that stubborn person and refuse to listen to my own heart... heart tells me not to.. but..... damn u desire!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why cant u just be more disciplined!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive sinned! i ate Hersheys Milk Chocolate earlier just now!! so much for trying to lose some weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and so i thot i sinned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until i read this article on the Internet... hmphhh... god answered my prayer.. he felt i shouldnt blame myself for eating those chocs... coz at the end of it.. its obviously for a good cause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's the article... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate lovers its time for us to rejoice. A new study hints that eating milk chocolate may boost brain function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/hersheys.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/hersheys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chocolate contains many substances that act as stimulants, such as theobromine, phenethylamine, and caffeine," Dr. Bryan Raudenbush from Wheeling Jesuit University in West Virginia noted in comments to Reuters Health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These substances by themselves have previously been found to increase alertness and attention and what we have found is that by consuming chocolate you can get the stimulating effects, which then lead to increased mental performance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To study the effects of various chocolate types on brain power, Raudenbush and colleagues had a group of volunteers consume, on four separate occasions, 85 grams of milk chocolate; 85 grams of dark chocolate; 85 grams of carob; and nothing (the control condition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 15-minute digestive period, participants completed a variety of computer-based neuropsychological tests designed to assess cognitive performance including memory, attention span, reaction time, and problem solving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Composite scores for verbal and visual memory were significantly higher for milk chocolate than the other conditions," Raudenbush told Reuters Health. And consumption of milk and dark chocolate was associated with improved impulse control and reaction time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous research has shown that some nutrients in food aid in glucose release and increased blood flow, which may augment cognitive performance. The current findings, said Raudenbush, "provide support for nutrient release via chocolate consumption to enhance cognitive performance." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i have a word of advise for those students.... damn it! grab those chocs before studying.. coz it certainly would help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which... my mum used to encourage me to eat honey and raisins to stimulate those memory cells so that i can absorb better when i study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now.. anyone of u have other ways which ur mum has thought u to help u study better???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114898060120656125?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114889357508404223</id><published>2006-05-29T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:09:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believing : Your Strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yolanda Adams - I Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how many a times in life.. you had peers who thot so little of you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;criticism and discouragements were thrown at you like u deserved it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and each time they did dat... you just grew stronger... strong enough to accept whatever comments they had to give... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;simply coz you knew that as time passes.. there would come a time that you would just achieve whatever goals that you might have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and without them realising.. you were dat someone who was that tiny.. had grown into someone dat tall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/believe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for them, that someone whom u see as tall.. became so tiny in your life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and looking back.. damn it felt so good!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a tribute to all that had successfully made it through the thoughest time of their life to prove to people that they are something... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your achievements deserved a great congratulations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for those who are still trying to prove their point.. dont ever give up.. coz giving up just simply means you are proving all those stupid peers of yours that their words were real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u dont deserve a sympathise... seriously... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heres a tribute to those who made it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They said you wouldn't make is so far &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And ever since they said it, it's been hard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nevermind the nights you had to cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you have never let it go inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You worked real hard &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you know exactly what you want and need &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So believe and you can never give up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can reach your goals &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just talk to your soul and say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I BELIEVE I CAN!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your goals are just a thing in your soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you know that your moves will let them show &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You keep creating pictures in your mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So just believe they will come true in time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It will be fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave all of your cares and stress behind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just let it go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the music flow inside &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget all your pain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And just start to believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I BELIEVE I CAN!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevermind what people say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold your head high and turn away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all our hopes and dreams &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though it seems it's not for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't give up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll keep it up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look into the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will achieve all my needs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I BELIEVE I CAN!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114889357508404223?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114889357508404223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114889357508404223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114889357508404223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114889357508404223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/believing-your-strength.html' title='Believing : Your Strength'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114879913982589897</id><published>2006-05-28T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:52:19.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1 | OBS : Ismira : Da Vinci Code |</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Chris Brown - Run It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it been awhile since this blog of mine got updated... and i got 3 things to update... so lets keep it very simple and short... and cut all those cock and bull story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/obs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/obs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first up... hell yeah.. em back from OBS at Pulau Ubin... dat was a bang!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had my share of fun... it felt good getting away from singapore and getting my mind off from work a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was at OBS dat i discovered that i am starting to have fear of heights... never had a problem with dat before... i guess as i grow older... the more timid i become... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i made a climb at those high element climbs... almost to the top... my knees starts shaking.. luckily it did not give way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i made my way down to the ground.. just one word for the feeling.. nausea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;prior to OBS... the birth of my 3rd niece... my sis in law gave birth to a healthy baby girl... Ismira... lets not foget my sis in law, shes fine too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she saw this world of ours on 24th May 2006... welcome!!! and be a good kid yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/davincicode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/davincicode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, after my morning shift... i managed to catch the Da Vinci Code...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess im intellectually stupid and i had difficulty understanding what the show is all about... damn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its a very wordy film... and the fact that i was from work... i guess dat played a part into not understanding the film... i slept during one of the scenes... coz they talked too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but nevertheless.. i would not deny that it is a bloody interesting show... not the usual kind of stuffs all over again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114879913982589897?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114879913982589897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114879913982589897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114879913982589897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114879913982589897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-in-1-obs-ismira-da-vinci-code.html' title='3 in 1 | OBS : Ismira : Da Vinci Code |'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114844871165443155</id><published>2006-05-24T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:34:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; N Sync - Leaving on a Jetplane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All my bags are packed... I'm ready to go.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/jetplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/jetplane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm standing here outside your door....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the taxi 's waiting.... he's blowing his horn.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be away at Pulau Ubin for OBS.... would be back on the 26th of May.... it may seem like a short period... which in fact is... but i just cant bear to leave... seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving with a heavy heart.... just cant bear to leave u all behind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im gonna miss u all.. would be back when im back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pi dah!!! ko bebual mcm champion jek... bye singapore!!! im out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So kiss me and smile for me.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me that you'll wait for me.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold me like you'll never let me go.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh babe.... I hate to go....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114844871165443155?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114844871165443155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114844871165443155&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114844871165443155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114844871165443155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/hard-to-say-goodbye.html' title='Hard to Say Goodbye'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114844790692634328</id><published>2006-05-23T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:20:44.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Familiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Laurynn Hill n Choir - Oh Happy Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of all things.. i was captivated by that one thing while on the road riding with a bunch of my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one of them spotted and brought me back to reality from my world of day dreaming... damn u.. u have to snap me out from my whole world of illusion... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont really know what was so interesting bout that one thing that i was looking at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was definitely something unique bout it... obviously... i dont usually look at things that much if it wasnt something interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i couldnt figure out what was the unique thing bout it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its something familiar.. somthing ive seen before... something that wasnt wat ive seen for the first time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe from my past life... just maybe... if there is such thing as a past life that is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;draining my brains out thinking if i had known that one thing or came across it somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the end of it.. it wasnt fruitfull at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i couldnt remember anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe im just captivated.. thats all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i definitely wanna come across it once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/chick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/chick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im looking for dat malay chick on the Aprillia RS125... with the voluptious lips and smooth flowing hair... a piercing on her left eyebrow dat just compliments all the other features on her face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i definitely wanna see u again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just maybe the next time round.. i would build enough courage just to approach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maklumlah.. dah lama tak buat kerja tak senonoh like approaching a chicky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till then.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114844790692634328?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114844790692634328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114844790692634328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114844790692634328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114844790692634328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/something-familiar.html' title='Something Familiar'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114829289632419611</id><published>2006-05-22T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:14:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate... BUTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Babyface n Usher - Bedtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so my younger bro decided to still apply for the position of a police officer after advising him countless time to really consider... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes we might never know what the private sector can offer us... in the long run.. ive heard where by private sector peeps are doing very well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but since he's big enough to make a mind of his own... im still giving him the support... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and today... i opened up my letter box to see a letter from the police addressed to my younger bro... decided to give him a call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: oei.. kau kat ner??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/police.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: at work.. asal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: surat polis dah sampai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: serious ah... ok ok.. thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[being the k-po me... i decided to go a step further into the conversation...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ko nak aku bukak and check tak kalau dapat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: ok ah.. bukak ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[opens up the letter... and one look.. i knew he got it...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ok.. kau dapat... (scanning thru the letter..) but.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: apa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: sial ah... kau nak kena pi cantonment nari siol!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: huh?? serious ah... mana sempat seh.. aku masih kat kerja sial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: kau nak rush skarg pun tak guna... the session starts from 9am.. u r late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: cheebai ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me: kau pi kol dia org ah... the numbers are xxxxxxxx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;younger bro: pokewak tul... k lah... bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats what i call a good news with a BUT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there peeps... a lesson learnt.. check ur letter boxes everyday.. u might never know when an impt letter just comes by....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114829289632419611?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114829289632419611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114829289632419611&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114829289632419611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114829289632419611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-buts.html' title='I hate... BUTS!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114818903164369345</id><published>2006-05-21T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T13:23:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just e Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damasutra - Seribu Bayangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it must have been the longest night ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a record breaker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never in my 3 years of service.. i worked that long of hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20 hours... fucking 20 hours im telling u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was alright throughout the night... simply coz i work better in the night... but when the sun starts to set in.. and the scorching heat from the sun starts to dawn on me... dats when the mind starts to go hay-wired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my vision starts to get real blur... and i had to resort to removing my lenses... fuck everything... at least i see better without my lenses at that point of time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and as sson as i get to fly back home... dats it... started the engine and off i go... vrooommm... vroommmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and looking ahead at my agenda for the coming week.. damn... im gonna be pretty busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For a start... 2 off days including today... 1 morning shift... 1 off day... 2 days 1 night of Outward Bound Singapore at Pulau Ubin... 1 morning shift... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now now... dats only for dis week... it gets even worst the next upcoming week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh god.. save me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114818903164369345?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114818903164369345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114818903164369345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114818903164369345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114818903164369345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-e-beginning.html' title='Just e Beginning'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114800664893385125</id><published>2006-05-19T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:44:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodoh Peh Kambing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Daniel Powter - Bad Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;opened my eyes... half awake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/ponderings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/ponderings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rolled ard on my bed... still feeling lazy to wake up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then stared at my ceiling... pondering bout the life that im living...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then... something came and burst all the bubbles that were lingering above my head... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bodoh!!! aku belum bayar duit motor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;patut lah masih banyak duit dlm bank...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kambing tul!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baru nak hapi2 yg aku masih banyak duit after buying so many stuffs ady...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nampak nyer kopak jugak aku dis month... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114800664893385125?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114800664893385125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114800664893385125&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114800664893385125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114800664893385125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/bodoh-peh-kambing.html' title='Bodoh Peh Kambing'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114793313040042986</id><published>2006-05-18T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:20:37.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sean Paul - Temperature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i find myself useless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/watecow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/watecow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i frequently cause ppl to be angry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i frequently cause ppl to worry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yet again.. most of the time i just wanna please other parties that some other party just get hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so damn useless!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant even do simple things rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe next time.. i just fuck everything and do wat my heart feels right... dont need to think bout the consequences... basically dont think far at all.. coz in the end.. ppl dont see what im thinking but rather my actions... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apa nak jadi... jadi ah.... one party got to get hurt anyway... next time let it be me... come shoot me jerr lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant stand this mental torture!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u dont get it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arghhh... fuck it~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114793313040042986?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114793313040042986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114793313040042986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114793313040042986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114793313040042986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/useless-award.html' title='Useless Award'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114783674393129524</id><published>2006-05-17T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T11:32:23.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Resignation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Samudera - Salam Sejahtera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after being a job for quite some time... ppl might start to wonder.. where their future lies if they stayed longer in the job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats when some starts to look for a better prospect elsewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;searching for a more rewarding career.. with added benefits... and a higher pay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these chances dont comes with the snap of ya fingers... it sure takes a lot of determination and hard work... analyzing the pros and cons.. and several other factors.. before a particular someone do make a certain decision to leave their current job and accept the next job offer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hardest part of all would definitely be tendering ur resignation letter... a couple of things will start to sink in... will the new workplace be a better working environment??? lets put aside the money... the benefits and the rewards... lets talk reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/resign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/resign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lets talk about the people... lets face the fact... working life... u r bound to meet lots of undesired attitudes... a perfect fine example.. backstabbers... definitely, everyone would seriously hope that the new workplace would not be filled with them.. how to survive well in that kind of environment anyway???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but fuck everything... lets just say.. u die die already made up ur mind... u tendered....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the best thing... ur employer find it hard to let u go... he had a heart to heart talk wit u... asked what kind of benefits and the pay you would be getting from ur new workplace... he made a decision.. to increase ur pay and also included the benefits which he finds is of importance to u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how sweet is dat???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it just shows how much he wants u to stay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;given that situation.. i guess, personally i would stay... given the factor that i love my current working place and that the environment.. distance from home... the colleagues... are all favourable to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wat do u think?? i guess all of u would choose to stay rite??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its not something to feel bad about... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i put it in another way... the employer appreciates the work done.. and definitely finds u to be an asset of the company...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and in case u r wondering... hell no! im not quiting my job.. this has nothing got to do with me... im just blogging bout what a fren is facing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dok.. come on... dont feel bad... dont fret.. dont slack at work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u didnt make a wrong decision by shredding that resignation letter away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after all, not everybody is blessed with an employer who thinks highly of ur capabilities till the extend that he would increase ur pay and benefits just so that u would stay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dats definitely a situation thats hard to come by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now now... cheer up and start doing ur work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114783674393129524?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114783674393129524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114783674393129524&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114783674393129524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114783674393129524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/resignation.html' title='The Resignation'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114762338311299990</id><published>2006-05-15T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T07:45:48.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sold Out at a Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kelly Clarkson - Anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was disgusted by the uncle who took our orders earlier....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a fren and i decided to be adventurous with what we gonna eat... we gonna try food that we dont usually get at ordinary places...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/pissed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/pissed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the yellow banner outside the cafe claims that it serves 30 different varieties of prata... 20 varieties of thosai... tempting??? hell yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it lived up to what it claimed it to be... well... dat is what is stated in the menu at least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;given the different varieties.. we sure do have a hard time choosing what we want for the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after what seemed like 10 minutes of pondering.. we made up our mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;called in the waiter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodness... he claimed they do not have what we wanted for our food... neh.. its still alright... we can make do with something else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he came back saying that they too didnt have that... so what do they have???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he claimed.. the normal pratas are available... then why the hell they claim they have a variety.... at this point we were already disgusted... in addition... the uncle who is a waiter there... has an attitude which we both were not very happy with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gave up... we decided on the following in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one egg prata.. one tuna and cheese roti john... and two teh tongkat ali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he came back... saying they do not have the said roti john.... and our drinks were also unavailable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bad can things be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it lah bro... cancel our order... we are in no mood to try out ur place ady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we left... feeling damn flabbergasted by the fact that they do not have almost everything that they claimed that they do have.... and not forgetting the spoilt appetite we had after everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the first time we step in that cafe.. and it would definitely be my last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first impression do last.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114762338311299990?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114762338311299990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114762338311299990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114762338311299990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114762338311299990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/sold-out-at-cafe.html' title='Sold Out at a Cafe'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11135885.post-114755632785139438</id><published>2006-05-14T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T09:18:15.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Mr Nice Guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZuL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;iaL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Listening to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rupee - If I Can't Have You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is me.... like it or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/1600/niceguy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7346/890/200/niceguy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more MR NICE GUY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;felt disturbed by an incident that happened earlier on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a couple of the peeps decided to watch Mission Impossible 3 earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we didnt bother asking this specific couple along simply coz they had already watched the movie before we did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while waiting to enter the cinemas... received an SMS from them asking where i was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i knew if i told the truth they would make such a big hu-ha... knowing them too well, since its not the first time such incident happened, i am confident that they would say why i never call them up.. can watch other movies together wat.... but fuck it lah eh... i so wanted to watch this movie... die die must!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and no.. i didnt lie.. i told them the truth.... and i specifically said im watching MI3, a movie that they had already watched....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and their reply was of coz why i didnt call them up.. they dont mind watching it again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah rite shithead!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why previously, it never do occur that u would say such a thing?? in the end.. everyone has to change plans just coz both of u had already watched that specific movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck lah... not gonna reply... buat sakit ati jek nanti... spoil mood aku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck it people... no more Mr Nicie.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am not obliged to "ambik hati" kowang kowang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and by the way.. MI3 was marvelous... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the effects are simply pounderful... thumbs up lah dok!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aku nyer bodek asyik kat tekak jek siak tgk citer tu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11135885-114755632785139438?l=zuldanial.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/feeds/114755632785139438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11135885&amp;postID=114755632785139438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114755632785139438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11135885/posts/default/114755632785139438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuldanial.blogspot.com/2006/05/fuck-mr-nice-guy.html' title='Fuck Mr Nice Guy!'/><author><name>Mr Danial Herambleson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03795040783883919226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
