<?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-20973421</id><updated>2012-03-16T11:49:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like it down to earth.</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Ducks rule,chicks drool.&lt;br&gt;
21st september&lt;br&gt;
Sarah-itik@hotmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>474</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2204847633679028238</id><published>2009-10-07T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:48:43.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since blogger has unfailingly showered me with hiccups and red tapes, I've moved.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tumblr's reliable because Sarah &amp;amp; technology makes a bad marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarahnova.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2204847633679028238?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2204847633679028238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2204847633679028238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2204847633679028238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2204847633679028238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/10/since-blogger-has-unfailingly-showered.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8175840426597250191</id><published>2009-09-30T18:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:22:12.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM7zcJ4oRI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/b-YJHGDA6pA/s1600-h/f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM7zcJ4oRI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/b-YJHGDA6pA/s320/f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387215334182265106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM6weikEsI/AAAAAAAAB2A/kVgjTrLRVvU/s1600-h/f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM6weikEsI/AAAAAAAAB2A/kVgjTrLRVvU/s320/f1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387214183771411138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM6v1KOWFI/AAAAAAAAB14/Z-N6KPcacTM/s1600-h/f209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM6v1KOWFI/AAAAAAAAB14/Z-N6KPcacTM/s320/f209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387214172663470162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM6vjyN7II/AAAAAAAAB1w/SFztBtZpma4/s1600-h/f109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM6vjyN7II/AAAAAAAAB1w/SFztBtZpma4/s320/f109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387214167999376514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mention it. I know I said I'd move ...but for the meantime while that's under construction, i'll update here ...I've been busy..too busy that I have yet to celebrate my birthday which fell on the 21st of sept.&lt;br /&gt;I had a high octane ride with F1.. and a good hari raya with the family.&lt;br /&gt;Got molested the whole day by kids at the daycare center. kids are soo drawn to bright colours. &amp;amp; i must remember that if i were to take up this job.  since all the kinds were grabbing me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting very agitated with my maid. Because, seriously, i can't stand people without initiative and adults who simply cannot admit to their mistakes.Too bad for her, she got on my bitchy side.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's too late to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for Application results into NP's Specialist Dip course.&lt;br /&gt;Next up would be dad's high school reunion on 10th of october.&lt;br /&gt;(gosh! i don't know what's up with old ppl and high school buddies!)&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet up with my lovely companions! ..seriously, my girls and boys!&lt;br /&gt;And Zahidddd!! ..hahahah ...well well ...he's got a surprise doesn't he? ;D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaaaaa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8175840426597250191?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8175840426597250191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8175840426597250191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8175840426597250191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8175840426597250191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SsM7zcJ4oRI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/b-YJHGDA6pA/s72-c/f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-712559641467763753</id><published>2009-09-23T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:09:40.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>refresh. Click F5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey!...I'm back but just for a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving this page soon, because blogger is just getting a tad too messy.&lt;br /&gt;will update the new link soon lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-712559641467763753?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/712559641467763753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=712559641467763753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/712559641467763753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/712559641467763753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/09/refresh-click-f5.html' title='refresh. Click F5'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8799470673758088158</id><published>2009-09-07T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:48:45.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumpy Ride</title><content type='html'>At the Office, I tripped over my own stilletto and fell face first, flat on the ground infront of my assistant deputy director. Bad enough that there was an informal session going on, so the assistant manager, duty supervisors and the supervisors all saw my horrid scene.&lt;br /&gt;Even more worse, There was a loud thoud since i'm pretty sure I hit my Head HARD.&lt;br /&gt;macam nangka busuk betul.&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget today. 7th September 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god! Thank you god for blessing me with thick skin. Boy, I must have left quite an impression before I take my leave from the board.&lt;br /&gt;Now, how many ppl can say they've embarassed themselves this bad infront of the bosses; big bosses?&lt;br /&gt;oh, what the hell.. at least I made everyone laugh before I leave. something to remember, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA....&lt;br /&gt;Holy mother of god.I'm so clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway...holy crow....OWWWWWWW....I'm bruised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I don't really club &amp; personally I'll take bossa nova and cuban beats over techno - anytime!&lt;br /&gt;To think that I'm supposed to be with Djs turning tables at clubspots and the zouk party at the F1 is well, something to think about...&lt;br /&gt;.. we'll see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8799470673758088158?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8799470673758088158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8799470673758088158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8799470673758088158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8799470673758088158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/09/bumpy-ride.html' title='Bumpy Ride'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5018188519450051570</id><published>2009-09-07T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:30:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5018188519450051570?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5018188519450051570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5018188519450051570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5018188519450051570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5018188519450051570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7464217593260161504</id><published>2009-09-03T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:31:04.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagging behind will definitely be the greatest drawback ever.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm definitely prepared to crawl my way up slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means I'm going to start rock bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be worth it &amp;amp; that's a huge risk I'm willing to take.&lt;br /&gt;I'm relentless, trust me on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, if god's willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7464217593260161504?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7464217593260161504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7464217593260161504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7464217593260161504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7464217593260161504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/09/choice.html' title='The Choice'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4739839121575673845</id><published>2009-08-26T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:14:31.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si,mui bien.</title><content type='html'>So I'm on board the F1 team again this year.&lt;br /&gt;Only this time, with the artiste management team.We babysit the performing acts. yeay!&lt;br /&gt;Training starts this saturday and that's oh-soo-soon. o_O. I'm not in the mood to focus. I do my same routine everyday which is, totally mundane.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why my daily 20 mins walk home is extemely pleasant. Even though , i literally lunge my heels around to drag myself home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backstreet boys are coming and I thought they were long gone.hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Spanish classes are good. mui bien.&lt;br /&gt;hablo solo un poco espanyol. yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i really do hope ramadhan helps me to lose all my jiggly fats away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday muhammad zahid kamarul! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4739839121575673845?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4739839121575673845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4739839121575673845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4739839121575673845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4739839121575673845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/08/simui-bien.html' title='si,mui bien.'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7126211730354352658</id><published>2009-08-18T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:00:13.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Envelope</title><content type='html'>Let me break it to you,&lt;br /&gt;I've officially tendered my 1 month notice resignation. and, it feels darn good.&lt;br /&gt;No job, no school( ok well, except for spanish lessons)after this. &amp;I haven't got a clue as to what I'm going to do next but let's ride the waves for the fun of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's also mainly because most academic programs' intake starts next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who are cursing me right now as to why I've let go of my full-time perm position with a good organization so easily&amp; well,Haha.. because it's seriously good money(this part I have to agree). &lt;br /&gt;But well, It somehow feels right. It felt right walking over to the senior assistant director's table to hand in 'the envelope'.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the monetary factor fails to drive me. &amp; I won't feel satisfied and fulfilled if i had stayed on.Now, I finally understand the essence and the je nai sei quai of - Passion.&lt;br /&gt;Of how it's an extremely important factor in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the office is like a battlefield, a test for the survival of the fittest.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally and emotionally. (I'm serious.)&lt;br /&gt;Still, it feels really nice to hear all the positive remarks &amp; compliments from the superiors and the colleagues. I guess I never really saw myself as having that kind of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a relief, a huge relief.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7126211730354352658?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7126211730354352658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7126211730354352658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7126211730354352658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7126211730354352658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/08/envelope.html' title='The Envelope'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2731512043926195436</id><published>2009-08-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:12:55.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th</title><content type='html'>I'm gearing up to face it. But, I don't know if I'm all set for it.&lt;br /&gt;This will be interesting since I don't really fancy open-ended plans with detours.&lt;br /&gt;but, insyallah I'll find some tiny vial of liquid luck to save my ass.&lt;br /&gt;better still, if it puts me in a new hot seat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2731512043926195436?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2731512043926195436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2731512043926195436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2731512043926195436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2731512043926195436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/08/20th.html' title='20th'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5820647148555543473</id><published>2009-08-01T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:08:52.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>If today was ever a resurrection of something else from the hereafter, it would probbably have been known as "the black Friday" or "unholy friday".&lt;br /&gt;today was an auspicious date for unlucky encounters and an asshole parade everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I marvel at what a miracle it is that you've got a degree in your pocket.Yet, your degree of logic is comparable to that of an 8 year old.Well, I guess I need to send a legion of ticks to your brain to let you know that I am not a robot who will never fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its just too bad that you are10 steps behind incatching up with modern civilization.&lt;br /&gt;from what I can see, general knowledge tells me that it is illogical to follow the dusty old rules by the book when the rules have clearly, changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think age makes you a god for newbies to bow down upon, think again.&lt;br /&gt;she may have cried,but I won't be bothered to let you step all over me.&lt;br /&gt;there's a nicer way to talk to people and you should leave ur emotional baggage at home.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont give a damn if your marriage was on the rocks or if your hubby's gay.&lt;br /&gt;u do your bloody job, and i'll keep on doing mine.&lt;br /&gt;If ur not gg to talk to me nicely, I dont see why i should do the same too, old hag.&lt;br /&gt;Now, u probably used to be a pretty little bitch bootlicking for dog biscuits too- decades ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how nice I am. Dropping you sincere nice compliments on how you used to be in your younger days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5820647148555543473?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5820647148555543473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5820647148555543473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5820647148555543473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5820647148555543473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/08/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2722798255500452863</id><published>2009-07-30T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:20:33.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sages of Sivana</title><content type='html'>going back to work tmr after my happy 4 days MC &amp; I'm very happy with the book mas recommended me; "The monk who sold his Ferrari".shall tell you more about it after I'm done with it.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I can't stand the thought of waiting for 5 more months.That, plus Martin Yan's annoying accent on TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2722798255500452863?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2722798255500452863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2722798255500452863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2722798255500452863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2722798255500452863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/sages-of-sivana.html' title='Sages of Sivana'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5791688354943892803</id><published>2009-07-25T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:32:07.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive</title><content type='html'>this is just a note to ensure u guys that I'm still alive and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my days have been revolving around&lt;br /&gt;- work&lt;br /&gt;- cheerleading for work's sport's day&lt;br /&gt;- spanish es spanyol&lt;br /&gt;- technical analysis exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that explains why i've not been on this page much.work has finally taken it's toll on me since i have officially gotten throat ulcers and i'm officially sick. Oh! i've met up with my lovely asmida and mira for dinner! gosh mira.....soo soon?!huuhuu&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with liptints! and classic cut dresses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,since all is well now. you babies please do take care!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5791688354943892803?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5791688354943892803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5791688354943892803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5791688354943892803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5791688354943892803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/still-alive.html' title='still alive'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8032902187412488297</id><published>2009-07-23T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:15:44.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things we've never understood</title><content type='html'>moving on is easy;&lt;br /&gt;to keep going the same way is hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8032902187412488297?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8032902187412488297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8032902187412488297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8032902187412488297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8032902187412488297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-weve-never-understood.html' title='things we&apos;ve never understood'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8534686212529262013</id><published>2009-07-13T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:27:14.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a Party</title><content type='html'>As silly as this may sound, I don't find myself dreading work.&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not something I thoroughly enjoy, but it's something i don't mind settling for.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just naturally programmed to be a workaholic. like the cliche saying goes,&lt;br /&gt;work hard, party harder. I guess I've lived by this for as long as i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to school for now. I've got an email informing me about my technical analysis exam in august. It's back to the books for now. Since I've got less than 2 weeks to squeeze 1 year's worth of knowledge to prepare myself for the exam. good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's truly a party when you've got something to look forward to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;when you've got purpose,&lt;br /&gt;you know you're not wasting those seconds away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8534686212529262013?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8534686212529262013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8534686212529262013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8534686212529262013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8534686212529262013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-party.html' title='Life&apos;s a Party'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1462173712420449758</id><published>2009-07-08T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:08:54.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrella</title><content type='html'>after much consideration and abit of persuasion from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally enrolled with LasLilas school.yeay! now i shall wait to go down and settle all the payments. I think es spanyol spanish is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;conversational spanish and spanish for business is even more sexy . A very practical language to pick up for business apart from mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope learning it won't be a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to keep reminding myself to shop online for dresses. I'm bonedry and in dire need of dresses to wear to work but I can't seem to fit in a decent session of shopping ; most of the time i'm just too goddamn tired after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here's 2 things I can take off from my longg to-do list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-1462173712420449758?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/1462173712420449758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=1462173712420449758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1462173712420449758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1462173712420449758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/estrella.html' title='Estrella'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2118640244813760914</id><published>2009-07-02T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:16:42.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>Eversince I've started working, I've been conversing in mandarin everyday to the extent that I've involuntarily picked up abit of hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;I feel overworked and on the highway to becoming a workaholic.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Jenny says I'm a fast learner and she's been hearing good stuff about me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it definitely feels nice when your hard work is acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;allhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blessed that my colleagues here are very hospitable and nice so It's kinda sad that I've been deployed to go to tampines call ctr. sooo sooo looking forward to watching a movie -FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;anyone knows where to enroll for German language lessons ?&lt;br /&gt;it's time i pick up something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2118640244813760914?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2118640244813760914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2118640244813760914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2118640244813760914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2118640244813760914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6555809203785785272</id><published>2009-06-25T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:05:37.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise center</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can tell you that my jaw literally dropped when I received the phone call.&lt;br /&gt;Because it was on an extremely short notice.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting much but, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;One of the few miracles I'm thankful enough to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll put in 101% for this golden ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allhamdulillah, thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6555809203785785272?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6555809203785785272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6555809203785785272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6555809203785785272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6555809203785785272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/surprise-center.html' title='surprise center'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7119732810835134984</id><published>2009-06-21T22:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:53:56.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sj5I9PS9SwI/AAAAAAAAB1I/k-QYTpp4ogk/s1600-h/4488_102363863096_651033096_2037948_429520_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sj5I9PS9SwI/AAAAAAAAB1I/k-QYTpp4ogk/s400/4488_102363863096_651033096_2037948_429520_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349793624277994242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Inevitably,Work has drained most of my energy this past week.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when you are this drained, you'll lose the mood to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've religiously picked up the habit of eating breakfast everyday. Food these days have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of soy cakes, salads, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soto&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;museli&lt;/span&gt; bars,pasta,sandwiches, sushi and fruit juice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt; healthy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;betol&lt;/span&gt;! ...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;noooo&lt;/span&gt;, seriously, when you're always rushing on the go, the best bet is still those compact and handy finger foods.( minus the mee soto.must sit down n eat.)&lt;br /&gt;I've restock my fridge with the smelly blue cheese..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! like finally.something not many will appreciate since it has a very strong taste. No wonder it's the foulest cheese on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Smida&lt;/span&gt; pointed out that I have a queer taste in dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yess&lt;/span&gt;, I eat blue cheese. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Banana prata.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sea salt ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; avocado sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ostrich meat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; eel.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; drink apple celery juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was she damn right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7119732810835134984?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7119732810835134984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7119732810835134984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7119732810835134984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7119732810835134984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/blue-cheese.html' title='Blue cheese'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sj5I9PS9SwI/AAAAAAAAB1I/k-QYTpp4ogk/s72-c/4488_102363863096_651033096_2037948_429520_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-3924692810758741622</id><published>2009-06-16T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:20:43.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjaAa_wXXAI/AAAAAAAAB0w/W_fg9SCA0mc/s1600-h/nokiae63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjaAa_wXXAI/AAAAAAAAB0w/W_fg9SCA0mc/s320/nokiae63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602808828288002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjaAa61XghI/AAAAAAAAB0o/02mrHyHfIdw/s1600-h/sonyericw980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjaAa61XghI/AAAAAAAAB0o/02mrHyHfIdw/s320/sonyericw980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347602807507091986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apart from bumming out the whole weekend, I got myself a phone. ok 2 phones, technically.&lt;br /&gt;Got a sony erricsson W980 and stuck with it for a day. So, I gave my sony erricsson phone to the brother after having it for 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, ok that's really because I dashed down to the Singtel roadshow the next day to get a Nokia E63. Well, ma said it was alright to go get the phones (thank god for tht!) so i did.&lt;br /&gt;IT fair was craaazzzzzyyy!!  crazy I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happyyy person tooday.&lt;br /&gt;Nw what's left is to figure out and godeh2 this phone ...it's really been awhile since i've owned a Nokia. pelan2 paddle ah nampaknyer.&lt;br /&gt;Spicy cheese donuts are wayyyy better than sickeningly sweeet choco combi donuts.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-3924692810758741622?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/3924692810758741622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=3924692810758741622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/3924692810758741622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/3924692810758741622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-babies.html' title='New Babies'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjaAa_wXXAI/AAAAAAAAB0w/W_fg9SCA0mc/s72-c/nokiae63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-835969795277509989</id><published>2009-06-15T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:35:50.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atiqa&amp;Attika</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUxBKs4oGI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kS1P9RMw4lo/s1600-h/Sgflyer+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUxBKs4oGI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kS1P9RMw4lo/s320/Sgflyer+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347234028694577250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUxAyND2PI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/3jlJlUyhgj0/s1600-h/Sgflyer+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUxAyND2PI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/3jlJlUyhgj0/s320/Sgflyer+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347234022118643954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwmf19TWI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/WKOS7WFAE4o/s1600-h/Sgflyer+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwmf19TWI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/WKOS7WFAE4o/s320/Sgflyer+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347233570513309026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwmC4WEJI/AAAAAAAAB0I/AjEohBVgoYU/s1600-h/Sgflyer+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwmC4WEJI/AAAAAAAAB0I/AjEohBVgoYU/s320/Sgflyer+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347233562738692242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwmBXJYII/AAAAAAAAB0A/hlHv1wVWPVQ/s1600-h/Sgflyer+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwmBXJYII/AAAAAAAAB0A/hlHv1wVWPVQ/s320/Sgflyer+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347233562331013250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwl0_jSvI/AAAAAAAABz4/u3chDnMUvd0/s1600-h/Sgflyer+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwl0_jSvI/AAAAAAAABz4/u3chDnMUvd0/s320/Sgflyer+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347233559010822898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwlqc7ZQI/AAAAAAAABzw/OQ95acteqhc/s1600-h/Sgflyer+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUwlqc7ZQI/AAAAAAAABzw/OQ95acteqhc/s320/Sgflyer+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347233556181247234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atiqa&amp;amp;Attika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The cousin visited all the way from KL before going back home to Sabah. Adik's super fascinated by bugis street! seriously, she insists that SG's a shopping heaven. Took my very first ride on the SG flyer.my father soo random. suddenly driving on the road baru ckp, "ok jom naik sg flyer". so took adik (the cousin) out rounding singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Sg Flyer, Bugis, orchard,clarke quay, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;We had wonderful late night chats. with ayie, Irfan and anis sleeping over.screaming over silly horror flicks and talking about everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;The house was soooo kecoh n funnn!&lt;br /&gt;We all had a masterplan to persuade neneks to celebrate hari raya in SG..HAAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More goood fooood at KTM railway,some restraunt off MCkenzie rd. Plus,there's sushi and ma cooked a whole seafood feast with crabs and sotong and bonesteak at home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she wanted to make tortillas on sunday.( nasssiibbb tak buat...if not ,more gooood foood!)&lt;br /&gt;fiestaaaa on foood for the weekends. -_-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attika is sooooo luckyyy..extremely lucky ..she gobbles up more food than i can stomach. &amp;amp; she can even finish my food portions at dinner and lunches and is still a stick thin 42kg girl.&lt;br /&gt;soo good, like a model! ..baguss kannn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-835969795277509989?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/835969795277509989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=835969795277509989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/835969795277509989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/835969795277509989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/atiqa.html' title='Atiqa&amp;Attika'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjUxBKs4oGI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kS1P9RMw4lo/s72-c/Sgflyer+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6866999606357750807</id><published>2009-06-14T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:26:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjPuTafoF3I/AAAAAAAABzo/O_Gl6rb3irI/s1600-h/sspcamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjPuTafoF3I/AAAAAAAABzo/O_Gl6rb3irI/s400/sspcamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346879199915808626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singapore Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;Late night chats and sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;Mobile Phone shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Broadband shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Coffee bean and donut dunking.&lt;br /&gt;introducing the cousin to SG's GSS culture.&lt;br /&gt;(she's fascinated by Bugis street and all the sales.)&lt;br /&gt;Good fooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still enjoying my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6866999606357750807?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6866999606357750807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6866999606357750807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6866999606357750807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6866999606357750807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/singapore-flyer.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SjPuTafoF3I/AAAAAAAABzo/O_Gl6rb3irI/s72-c/sspcamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8190172898584182859</id><published>2009-06-12T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:47:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr</title><content type='html'>I am beyond flustered that my phone decided to die on me today.&lt;br /&gt;So, I had no choice but to use my brother's mobile out today. Which, of course, zahid was laughing since the ring tone was VERY classic.&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have no choice but to get a new phone tmr or else, i'll end up un-contactable.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not in the mood to buy a phone . so, i'm going to go there and just choose a phone model on the spot. Besides, I really just need one that is sturdy enough for calls and messaging.&lt;br /&gt;Not cool also nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin flew here from sabah. wohooooo!! ..ok.I think i'll spend tmr and saturday rounding singapore with her&lt;br /&gt;(if only she could drive here with her malaysian license) It'll probably be sg flyer and fooood and since it's GSS, shooooooooooppppppinggggg. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's IVP finals at NTU this saturday afternoon plus my usual banking lessons on sunday. maybe, by a wicked twist of fate, may i go watch lady gaga tooo!??!?!?!pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tooodles, that should motivate me to not feel lethargic during work .&lt;br /&gt;A powerpacked weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8190172898584182859?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8190172898584182859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8190172898584182859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8190172898584182859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8190172898584182859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrr.html' title='grrr'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8051552088388227221</id><published>2009-06-08T23:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:59:28.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Working in the central business district,&lt;br /&gt;now i know how it really is.&lt;br /&gt;It's really a place where everything's a rush.Mornings are a rush, lunch is a rush and even the end of the day when it's supposedly time to let down our hair, ppl rush.&lt;br /&gt;There's smart business suits and tight pencil skirts scattered everywhere. And you'll definitely not miss the click clacks of lethal looking stilettos rushing on a fast beat.&lt;br /&gt;Here, coffee is essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornings are usually accompanied with a steaming hot beverage and The Business Times. ok, maybe there's breakfast on-the-go too..&lt;br /&gt;My mornings start at 5.50am and I'll admit that being an early riser everyday is draining.&lt;br /&gt;Work drains me bone dry of energy these days that I can go to sleeep at 9pm. VERY RARE ok.&lt;br /&gt;I count my blessings for the days my dad drives us to work. thank god, we all work in the business district area. those days are usually ma,dad and I having breakfast at bugis at 7am reading the day's newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so accustomed to waking up so early. Now I know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo sad that angels &amp;amp; demons is not showing in cinemas anymore. =( huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Welcome HOme Azzzaaaa !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8051552088388227221?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8051552088388227221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8051552088388227221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8051552088388227221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8051552088388227221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/foreign.html' title='Foreign'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-3934838598712367506</id><published>2009-06-08T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:27:09.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SJ9afRgToxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to send an inquiry email and head off to bed but, I managed to find a new distraction thanks to smida.&lt;br /&gt;is it me, or do those scenes in the trailer just give u tingles in your toes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drooools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-3934838598712367506?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/3934838598712367506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=3934838598712367506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/3934838598712367506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/3934838598712367506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2271787746050573426</id><published>2009-06-07T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:36:14.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bosley's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy5bYrOnI/AAAAAAAABzY/xDNFI59mLHk/s1600-h/arshadwed+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy5bYrOnI/AAAAAAAABzY/xDNFI59mLHk/s400/arshadwed+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280607502056050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy5GZ5ylI/AAAAAAAABzQ/EclG2jeUefY/s1600-h/arshadwed+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy5GZ5ylI/AAAAAAAABzQ/EclG2jeUefY/s400/arshadwed+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280601870060114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy4-xkbFI/AAAAAAAABzI/eARb37JlnFY/s1600-h/arshadwed+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy4-xkbFI/AAAAAAAABzI/eARb37JlnFY/s400/arshadwed+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344280599821839442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, brother Arshad a.k.a Bosley finally tied the knot.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how time flies by. It's just 3 years ago when we were all printing SP's admin cards together n pooof, today he's married!..&lt;br /&gt;We got him a coffee maker..he'll need it ..;D....HAHAaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;Kak nisa looks gorgeous too and i'll say tht it was a grand wedding dinner. Different cuz instead of kompangs, there was this percussion group playing more latin and african beats. Plus, the songs that were spinning had a more acoustic, jazzy laid-back feel.  My kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our official "friend's wedding" invite &amp;amp; it sure does feel weird. we're growing sooo old soo fast..I wonder who's wedding invitation card we're gg to get next ?.. *hint hint* Before that, i definitely need to get how-to-eat-sup-tulang-outside lessons from rai. rai pro ah, can eat suptulang n still look elegant. mas n me, haha we gave up on our bones halfway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were attacking the kids n babies there ...hahaha ..mas's niece, alyssa is soooo super cerdik and funnny. so, we kept disturbing n irritating her ..^^..now, i know why kids run away from me sometimes. mas says, i smile like a cheekopek ...bedek ah..where got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's a sunday and i've got a fight to watch. Falina's sparring match at NTU! ...=).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2271787746050573426?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2271787746050573426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2271787746050573426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2271787746050573426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2271787746050573426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/bosleys-wedding.html' title='Bosley&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Siqy5bYrOnI/AAAAAAAABzY/xDNFI59mLHk/s72-c/arshadwed+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-878778684073189356</id><published>2009-06-03T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:36:19.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It'll be almost a week of work soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it turns out, I'm holding the same position and EO grade as my mother. she was saying how it took her 25 years to get to this position and I merely just leaped to it on the first day. wow! how times have changed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll say that the trainings are rigid and insightful but I shall not bore you with work details.&lt;br /&gt;I better not complain since I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privileged&lt;/span&gt; enough to score a job this good with a measly diploma in the recession. &amp;amp; Considering that it's recession, the pay's goood.So I'll keep this job thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Find me if you can...hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for picking up my robe for me.&lt;br /&gt;I had a good dinner of my ban-mian and a heart to heart conversation with you today.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for a great evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-878778684073189356?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/878778684073189356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=878778684073189356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/878778684073189356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/878778684073189356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4047800857817411894</id><published>2009-05-31T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:49:25.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom Pow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMxR5ZOII/AAAAAAAABzA/lvDyE1vf9qY/s1600-h/supremecourt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMxR5ZOII/AAAAAAAABzA/lvDyE1vf9qY/s400/supremecourt3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341986886260439170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMxOE5cVI/AAAAAAAABy4/af2drqcAjyc/s1600-h/supremecourt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMxOE5cVI/AAAAAAAABy4/af2drqcAjyc/s400/supremecourt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341986885234946386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMwxDXdqI/AAAAAAAAByw/h92OM4STssg/s1600-h/supremecourt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMwxDXdqI/AAAAAAAAByw/h92OM4STssg/s400/supremecourt1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341986877443896994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to adjust my body clock a.s.a.p!&lt;br /&gt;and this will summon alot of effort and willpower to be done. I'm so kental, even my bodyclock's screwed. DSLRs seems to be flying off the racks these days, but I still want a humble kental D40x. Then again, the material cravings can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a whole blueprint of 5 years to come in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's nowhere close to the conventional.&lt;br /&gt;But, come to think of it. It's still,&lt;br /&gt;We plan, god decides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4047800857817411894?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4047800857817411894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4047800857817411894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4047800857817411894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4047800857817411894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/boom-boom-pow.html' title='Boom Boom Pow'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiKMxR5ZOII/AAAAAAAABzA/lvDyE1vf9qY/s72-c/supremecourt3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4293373376109621298</id><published>2009-05-31T02:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:56:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, we thought why not? since the boys are leaving for NS.&lt;br /&gt;So, we did a photoshoot at the supreme court with our grad robes. HAHAHAAA ..sooo funny. I had fun. i'll post up the pictures sooon once i've got them.&lt;br /&gt;And then off with my supergirls to have dinner at swensens.&lt;br /&gt;We girls wanted to have dinner since I start work on monday. So, I doubt i'll have time to hang out and bum around like the last couple of months. I'll tell you how it goes in a whole different post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, my bumming around months have been soo awesome. with awesome people and carefree days and gooood fooood ( Seriously GOOD food!!). and now it's all over...&lt;br /&gt;vacation's over. knock knock.&lt;br /&gt;sooo cool! today's like mira's 1 year anniversaryyy!! ...HAHAHA..;D&lt;br /&gt;I feel sooo like a woman-on-top today. Swensens was goooood.because there was sweeet company and ice cream. these always makes everything go sooo well.&lt;br /&gt;Brother arshad's wedding dinner is next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8igziGNI/AAAAAAAAByI/yKs6d9HwLME/s1600-h/Swensens09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8igziGNI/AAAAAAAAByI/yKs6d9HwLME/s320/Swensens09+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687565401594066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE!!! ...Amaciam, coool tak?. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iRX7zlI/AAAAAAAAByA/RWE5xAsSs7I/s1600-h/Swensens09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iRX7zlI/AAAAAAAAByA/RWE5xAsSs7I/s320/Swensens09+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687561259306578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iTN28oI/AAAAAAAABx4/KetzjuA7sVA/s1600-h/Swensens09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iTN28oI/AAAAAAAABx4/KetzjuA7sVA/s320/Swensens09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687561753916034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iPDM3ZI/AAAAAAAABxw/mFlMGzsUf_I/s1600-h/Swensens09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iPDM3ZI/AAAAAAAABxw/mFlMGzsUf_I/s320/Swensens09+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687560635473298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superwomen! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iKkWJaI/AAAAAAAABxo/RfBvXwrNOnQ/s1600-h/Swensens09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8iKkWJaI/AAAAAAAABxo/RfBvXwrNOnQ/s320/Swensens09+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687559432316322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a wrapppp!!!.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4293373376109621298?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4293373376109621298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4293373376109621298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4293373376109621298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4293373376109621298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-saturday.html' title='My Saturday'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SiF8igziGNI/AAAAAAAAByI/yKs6d9HwLME/s72-c/Swensens09+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4857642839858053802</id><published>2009-05-28T03:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:42:19.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Convocation's over. I'm glad that i've graduated from SP with so much more than what i've bargained for.&lt;br /&gt;Banking &amp;amp; finance (financial trading) has been well, insightful and fufilling. It's funny how money can be soo complicated when it's basically just coins and notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a4M8VJII/AAAAAAAABxg/FyKQ-my-QhA/s1600-h/Grad2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a4M8VJII/AAAAAAAABxg/FyKQ-my-QhA/s320/Grad2009+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340595023468897410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School of Business class of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a4E_oPtI/AAAAAAAABxY/wKSjyYuiAeo/s1600-h/Grad2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a4E_oPtI/AAAAAAAABxY/wKSjyYuiAeo/s320/Grad2009+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340595021335248594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's to Christopher Cheong whom I definitely owe a lot to for all the financial trading jargons and know hows in the dealing room and trading pit. He made us screammmmm in frustration when we realise that the stocks are crashing and we've lost a great deal of $$ once he shouts " market CLOSED!" at the end of every trading session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a3_lAp1I/AAAAAAAABxQ/WlPzMbVT4KI/s1600-h/Grad2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a3_lAp1I/AAAAAAAABxQ/WlPzMbVT4KI/s320/Grad2009+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340595019881424722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to Khalis who is definitely the last person i'd thought to be stuck with for 7 years. we've been in the same classes since sec 1, that's 4 years &amp;amp; in the same lecture halls for 3 years. Taking even the same financial trading options. Dah gradaute ah jack!!..haha...it is possible that by some wicked twist of fate, i'd end up in the same classes in University as him .&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's to 7 years of crap and nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a3kgPCpI/AAAAAAAABxI/UkTU10Pk8xY/s1600-h/Grad2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a3kgPCpI/AAAAAAAABxI/UkTU10Pk8xY/s320/Grad2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340595012613638802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to my superwomen. who are the very best and beautiful ppl in sp.who can cook up a storm and still look as glamorous as ever.who are seriously the most rockin crescent girls' chics. my girls who've always been there.love.love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a3T586dI/AAAAAAAABxA/caRiRntMcCg/s1600-h/Grad2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a3T586dI/AAAAAAAABxA/caRiRntMcCg/s320/Grad2009+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340595008158099922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's to raihana zainalabidin who is always sooo beautiful and adorable along with the rest of the evg people who i'll definitely keep for life. see, even rai came to graduate with us...hahaha she blended in well to gradute with khalisss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aLrKVhOI/AAAAAAAABw4/Q4FZjqv-VCk/s1600-h/Grad2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aLrKVhOI/AAAAAAAABw4/Q4FZjqv-VCk/s320/Grad2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340594258486592738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to jeremy sze who gradauted with dreadlocks and probably one hell of a talented photographer i know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aLTG5e9I/AAAAAAAABww/6Gr1LnG2A00/s1600-h/Grad2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aLTG5e9I/AAAAAAAABww/6Gr1LnG2A00/s320/Grad2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340594252029721554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the minuscule population of malays and muslims in  this dip. in banking and finance. trust me, in my graduating class, there were less than 15 in the whole cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aLAGIV4I/AAAAAAAABwo/fNZW3cuN_wI/s1600-h/Grad2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aLAGIV4I/AAAAAAAABwo/fNZW3cuN_wI/s320/Grad2009+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340594246926227330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hidayah who's always been there for 3 years. whom i owe alot to for all the projects, presentations and mostly, tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aK7PzJoI/AAAAAAAABwY/qdqbHfAuADQ/s1600-h/Grad2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2aK7PzJoI/AAAAAAAABwY/qdqbHfAuADQ/s320/Grad2009+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340594245624604290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Graduated!&lt;br /&gt;3 years &amp;amp; it's over.&lt;br /&gt;We've got this far, so let's not stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4857642839858053802?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4857642839858053802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4857642839858053802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4857642839858053802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4857642839858053802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/class-of.html' title='Class Of 2009'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sh2a4M8VJII/AAAAAAAABxg/FyKQ-my-QhA/s72-c/Grad2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8596459783084934032</id><published>2009-05-25T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:05:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New found love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Shqza0ytGEI/AAAAAAAABwQ/zF1oX01UuG4/s1600-h/Re_Nutrition_Night_Serum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Shqza0ytGEI/AAAAAAAABwQ/zF1oX01UuG4/s400/Re_Nutrition_Night_Serum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339777581630429250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you o loreal elseve night serum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8596459783084934032?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8596459783084934032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8596459783084934032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8596459783084934032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8596459783084934032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-found-love.html' title='New found love'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Shqza0ytGEI/AAAAAAAABwQ/zF1oX01UuG4/s72-c/Re_Nutrition_Night_Serum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-170438394143639430</id><published>2009-05-25T02:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:17:54.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Chocoholics should go try cadbury's range Old Gold chocolates. =D.&lt;br /&gt;the dark chocolate raspberry is bitter sweet and bloody hell sinful...*drools*.Now, that's one more chocolate to add on to my list of favorites. I shall go down to Marks &amp;amp; Spencer to peep on Mas! ..HAHA ..ok and also to get china blue and the tripple choc and apple cinnamon cereal from there ...heee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I'm going to spend my last week meeting my lovely bunch of friends this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's cheers to one more week of sipping lime juice and barley,sleeping away and laughing my carefree days away.&lt;br /&gt;Work training starts next week. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Since it's going to be an office-wear-wardrobe-affair, double huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part of my wardrobe is well, minuscule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I hate periods. they never fail to give me hell and unbearable backaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-170438394143639430?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/170438394143639430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=170438394143639430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/170438394143639430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/170438394143639430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocoholics-should-go-try-cadburys.html' title='.'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1609382669777848891</id><published>2009-05-22T13:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:13:41.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last Few days, I had finger-licking good sup tulang for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I cooked caramelized apples for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had huge German sausages for lunch. ok, they just looked German to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I smell black pepper crab and chicken feet stew brewing in the kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;Because mum took a day off from work today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cobaannn cobaannn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skin is definitely better, thank god and my dermatologist for that; but I'm also getting chubbier. &amp;amp; I thank myself for that. -_-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These contributes to a long list of why sitting at home makes me fat.&lt;br /&gt;Food.foood.and more foood.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeep.sleeep.sleeep and more sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, convocation's next week.Yipeeeee..! finally i get to wear my pencil skirt out.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-1609382669777848891?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/1609382669777848891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=1609382669777848891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1609382669777848891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1609382669777848891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-few-days-i-had-finger-licking-good.html' title='Why oh why?!'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8479422088666325711</id><published>2009-05-19T05:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:41:48.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/ShHQaWm-n3I/AAAAAAAABwI/0oU10D6YB0o/s1600-h/filzahsarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/ShHQaWm-n3I/AAAAAAAABwI/0oU10D6YB0o/s400/filzahsarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337276184574992242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's to the day filzah F. and I both wore matching outfits by coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't apologize for the things to come for we weren't all born with the gift of clairvoyance. For once, the only thing certain in life is death. no bonuses for predicting that one.&lt;br /&gt;that was a good heart to heart. no matter how hard it was. because thank god.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, we are all given a 2nd chance at things.&lt;br /&gt;So let's start afresh lovely people.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge problem with sleeping at night. It definitely gets worse when u hear things u don't wish to, see things you don't want to see,&lt;br /&gt;Or have messages in vivid dreams you don't want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;then again, which is worse? to be wide awake&lt;br /&gt;waiting to see if your reality check bounced&lt;br /&gt;or to be in vivid nightmares you don't want to remember?&lt;br /&gt;well,frankly speaking I don't know whether to consider it a gift or a curse anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the existence of words, comes the idiom "the pen is mightier than the sword"&lt;br /&gt;If the pen is a weapon more lethal than slicing blades, then words can definitely cut deeper than wounds.&lt;br /&gt;so if words could make you bleed, what about silence?&lt;br /&gt;yet, I hear they say that the most profound statements are found in silence.&lt;br /&gt;I envy people with a gift for speech, words and wordplay.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to consider  that a gift with words is a godsend gift but&lt;br /&gt;well,frankly speaking I don't know whether to consider it a gift or a curse anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8479422088666325711?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8479422088666325711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8479422088666325711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8479422088666325711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8479422088666325711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/gifts.html' title='Gifts'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/ShHQaWm-n3I/AAAAAAAABwI/0oU10D6YB0o/s72-c/filzahsarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-3481451446650723300</id><published>2009-05-16T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:18:46.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untouchable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sg29TrqdUdI/AAAAAAAABwA/s5vJa4DhZLQ/s1600-h/shirasarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sg29TrqdUdI/AAAAAAAABwA/s5vJa4DhZLQ/s400/shirasarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336129279339876818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something seems untouchable, it's probably not.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, all you need is just a little patience for your turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was zouk, with Affiq trying to enter frame at the back. Shira looks pretty! ok she has always been pretty. heee..&lt;br /&gt;I've just submitted my essay assignment and already, another one's waiting to be written.&lt;br /&gt;now, I feel like a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm totally in love with my new pencil skirt. soo sharp &amp;amp; sexayyy....&lt;br /&gt;ok, now I finally understand why Victoria Bechkham simply cannot part with her classic cuts and form fitting dressing. That's her secret to looking sharp and sexyy all the time. it's all in the cut of her outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sinopsis event @ 7.30pm. I hope this is going to be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-3481451446650723300?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/3481451446650723300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=3481451446650723300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/3481451446650723300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/3481451446650723300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/untouchable.html' title='Untouchable'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sg29TrqdUdI/AAAAAAAABwA/s5vJa4DhZLQ/s72-c/shirasarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7978015097372130793</id><published>2009-05-14T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:37:21.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now i'm awe-spired by britney spears. i've come across her live shows back from 2000-2001 when she had ROCK HARD SOLID ABS...those that'll make u pop your eyeballs out of their sockets when u see them.&lt;br /&gt;girls, if u ever need motivation for that extra push to exercise, ask me for the video ok ..=)..confirm terus semangats kentalan nak exercise nyer..&lt;br /&gt;miraaaaa, u must see this one ok hunney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i don't see a difference in the length of my hair ...despite going for a haircut yesterday. it's just gotten more n more curlier after the haircut.. amboiii, degil eh nie rambut..&lt;br /&gt;amboiiiiiii....amboiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm typing out bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm having a writer's block for my 2nd assignment.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe u've just wasted 2 minutes of ur day reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, thanks. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7978015097372130793?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7978015097372130793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7978015097372130793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7978015097372130793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7978015097372130793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-now.html' title='Right now'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4409242532813689950</id><published>2009-05-14T01:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:48:38.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgsPjCg96jI/AAAAAAAABv4/5uyeq5KCQbw/s1600-h/009_220-036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgsPjCg96jI/AAAAAAAABv4/5uyeq5KCQbw/s400/009_220-036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335375278195468850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My attempts at tying up the loose ends for my economics essay has constantly been halted by distractions. My new found distraction this time, comes in a form of oldies mania n pop art.&lt;br /&gt;i've been itching to look up for new pop art galleries. oh, and a pop art project for my room would be cooool.. Oo O o oo...oldies are sexyyyy..like marilyn monroe n audrey hepburn..kan asmida kann?..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the da vinci's exhibition from italy is here in singapore!ahh, something worth looking forward to. It runs for 3 months from may 16th - august 16th @ the singapore science centre. i've always thought da vinci as one of the most influential geniuses of all time. probably, it's because he was a dyslexic. he saw the world through a whole different scope. that's what makes his works so intriguing and interesting to the rest of us.- probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for now,i'm feeling inspired to go for morning jogs. good.FINALLY...hahah...&lt;br /&gt;it's been months since my last morning jog. i usually jog late into the night. usually,it's after 10pm.because, i'm a freak who shuns the morning sunlight and daylight, especially when jogging.&lt;br /&gt;so,that being said, now i need to fill up my mp3 with good jogging buddy tunes for that special friend to kick my butt to jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, jgn malas boleh tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4409242532813689950?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4409242532813689950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4409242532813689950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4409242532813689950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4409242532813689950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/oldies-mania.html' title='Oldies mania'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgsPjCg96jI/AAAAAAAABv4/5uyeq5KCQbw/s72-c/009_220-036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6240972720352122729</id><published>2009-05-12T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:48:30.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snip Snip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Snip Snip. To snip off or not to snip? that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very itchy today, i feel like snipping off some of my curls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my spur of the moment craves,which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to regret soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;I need better conscience, pronto.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's just hair &amp;amp; it'll grow back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooon&lt;/span&gt;, right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;, why not.&lt;br /&gt;*Sneaky Devil msn emoticon look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snip snip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6240972720352122729?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6240972720352122729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6240972720352122729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6240972720352122729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6240972720352122729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/snip-snip.html' title='Snip Snip'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8158401532255604666</id><published>2009-05-11T01:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:22:41.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the late movie review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgcT_0oyREI/AAAAAAAABvw/Ui2uUHsPbRM/s1600-h/anak+halal+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgcT_0oyREI/AAAAAAAABvw/Ui2uUHsPbRM/s400/anak+halal+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334254270826038338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm 2 years late but damn, I give thumbs up to this one.&lt;br /&gt;ok I only decided to watch this movie because farid kamil  and maya karin were acting in it. Well, thank god for that. Because I can tell that i would have missed out on alot if i did'nt.&lt;br /&gt;so far, i've never been truly impressed by malay movies. But this, despite its flaws here n there , still swept me off my feet. Anak halal manages to give a very realistic portrayal of KL's dark alleyways, drugs and survival struggles. It also has a good display of acting skills and emotion protrayals by the cast members. with this, 3 that caught my eye would be farid kamil, maya karin and especially adi putra. Farid kamil's performance was great with his complex character. maya karin gave a brilliant performance for a her character, i really think she's a good actress. adi putra was well, surprisingly excellent too. kudos to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe what's tough is to actually leave an impression on your audience n ensure that they'll remember the scenes after they leave the cinema. a forgettable movie once u exit the cinema is well,not really worth it.well, osman ali did a good job on leaving that huge question mark in my head. with the unexpected twists and wordplay in his movie, he definitely left audiences pondering about a number of issues by the end of the show.&lt;br /&gt;even the title itself plays around with the common term of "anak haram".&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think wordplays and puns are a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Like how yasmin ahmad's manipulation of irony, emotions &amp;amp; situations was a genius.&lt;br /&gt;In short,  this is a good social critic movie i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, u'll probably have a whole different take on this.&lt;br /&gt;watch it and tell me how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Mas turns 20 today!! ..Happpy 20th old monkey!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8158401532255604666?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8158401532255604666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8158401532255604666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8158401532255604666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8158401532255604666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/late-movie-review.html' title='the late movie review'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgcT_0oyREI/AAAAAAAABvw/Ui2uUHsPbRM/s72-c/anak+halal+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8293181198157043596</id><published>2009-05-06T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:38:13.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgGObHwxgcI/AAAAAAAABvg/HryKfBBsQVE/s1600-h/flyergirls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgGObHwxgcI/AAAAAAAABvg/HryKfBBsQVE/s400/flyergirls1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332700030374609346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgGOa0aJ1oI/AAAAAAAABvY/-VP_hq_9EqM/s1600-h/flyergirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgGOa0aJ1oI/AAAAAAAABvY/-VP_hq_9EqM/s400/flyergirls2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332700025179461250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are pictures courtesy of filzah fathinah from the mayday meet up.&lt;br /&gt;allhamdulillah, i'm doing well. thank you sweet people. =)&lt;br /&gt;hugs&amp;amp;kisses to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to the dancers for CCA drive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8293181198157043596?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8293181198157043596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8293181198157043596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8293181198157043596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8293181198157043596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/these-are-pictures-courtesy-of-filzah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SgGObHwxgcI/AAAAAAAABvg/HryKfBBsQVE/s72-c/flyergirls1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4026271435044697025</id><published>2009-05-05T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:08:32.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rusty on Assignments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being idle and away from the dreaded obligations of being a student has it's backlashes.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa, I have been soo jolly jumping here n there these past 3 months that i've lost touch with school life. happy happy joy joy. Now that i'm doing part time lessons, assignments are rolling in.&lt;br /&gt;My first lesson, i'll say that it was intimidating. my entire class is made up of either working adults, uni grads or uni undergrads. My buddy's is a cool japanese muslim girl who's from Okinawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, having stopped madrasah at primary 3 is certainly not helping much. because, my background knowlegde of ahadith and verses is extremely limited. to think that we'll have to understand the translations fused into economics &amp;amp; finance is daunting.&lt;br /&gt;so,that said, i've got alot of reading to be done. to top it off, i've got a 1500 word essay and another interesting assignment to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusty, very rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4026271435044697025?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4026271435044697025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4026271435044697025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4026271435044697025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4026271435044697025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/rusty-on-assignments.html' title='Rusty on Assignments'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7083446068309819754</id><published>2009-05-04T00:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:41:21.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memorium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sf3Eqk_b5wI/AAAAAAAABu4/-uuQv4ayCpY/s1600-h/Picture+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sf3Eqk_b5wI/AAAAAAAABu4/-uuQv4ayCpY/s400/Picture+456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331633769639831298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When i was little, my rabbit died and we had to bury it. i didnt weep, i didnt even cry. because that was my first time witnessing death. n when u are a kid, everything u see for the 1st time seems interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that as we grow older, we start to understand that death is never alone. it's unfailingly shackled with grief, remorse, regret and fear.that,ladies and gentlemen, is death and all his friends.I believe the worst thing about witnessing death is having to wake up to it every single morning after that. u need to keep reminding yourself with the facts.The fact that the person's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,Whoever came up with the idea that cats have got 9 lives, was lying.My cat slipped and fell from the 7th floor once &amp;amp; it died. I couldn't care less that i was putting a freeshow for the group of mat reps watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For once, it didnt mattered that i was crying like a 5 year old, crouching over her mangled body.&lt;br /&gt;For once, it didnt mattered that i was sitting in a drain, without slippers, choking out words i could'nt comprehend&lt;br /&gt;For once, it didnt mattered that i just witnessed my cat nazak, on the edge of her last breath.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted a miracle to happen. I wanted Seri back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd may 2009, my fluffly 9 year old cat died.her name was seri. I am sure that this day will be etched in my mind for a long long time. I will not forget how all of us cried seeing her dead body. I wont forget how ados was soo devastated that he slept his night away beside her dead body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd may 2009, 1.43am, it poured.&lt;br /&gt;like they say,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hujan membawa rahmat&lt;/span&gt;. iffa &amp;amp; me, we were crying in bed because we could'nt sleep.because we too were devastated. And, i read doa and prayers for seri like how i'd do for a human being.&lt;br /&gt;And right after the last verse of the surah, lighting striked and there was a blackout.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take that as a sign that she heard ur prayers for her. for now, i still believe that her spirit still roams the house. she has afterall, guarded our house with diligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you shahida for trying to clam me down and passing me all the numbers of all possible vets around. u came up in my mind first cuz u are the only person i know who is soo knowledgeble about cats and animals. i still remember, in primary school, u took your time to photocopy out pages from a thick cats guide book. all, because i just got a cat. this cat.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry you had to listen to me wail n cry n weep on the phone, almost hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;thank you, i'm forever in debt with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you asmida, though u may have not known it yet .thank you for keeping my sunday with company and for taking my mind off thinking about this.I guess that managed to contain my grief n stop me from crying for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a crybaby on rare occasions like this. suddenly, sarah's not so tough anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, when you cry it's cuz you either love or loved.&lt;br /&gt;She's family too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inalillah hi inalillah hi rojiun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7083446068309819754?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7083446068309819754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7083446068309819754' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7083446068309819754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7083446068309819754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-memorium.html' title='In memorium'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sf3Eqk_b5wI/AAAAAAAABu4/-uuQv4ayCpY/s72-c/Picture+456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2874522062013425748</id><published>2009-05-01T03:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T04:08:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank god</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;, my job search has come to an end. for now, I'm not regretting the better paying offer I turned down, simply because I feel secure n stable with this. Sunday's going to be the start of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;islamic&lt;/span&gt; banking certificate course &amp;amp; I hope my brain's still working to absorb all the materials. thank god, the course is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;. Otherwise, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; probably have a hard time understanding all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; banking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jargons&lt;/span&gt; which,trust me, is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems pretty good right now. I'm not ready to grow up, but circumstances have  had never failed to weave in with my choices to pave my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;roadtrips&lt;/span&gt;.For now, so many of the boys are leaving for NS,it feels weird watching each other grow.&lt;br /&gt;It's like how weird it feels to have chilly weather everyday here.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; love that. Anyway, the rain's starting to peep in shyly.Earlier this morning it was such a beautiful day with shady clouds and slight chills.&lt;br /&gt;I, unlike bella, love the cold &amp;amp; the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give full credit to the guy up there for this.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2874522062013425748?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2874522062013425748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2874522062013425748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2874522062013425748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2874522062013425748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-god.html' title='Thank god'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7831564507182722034</id><published>2009-04-29T03:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:53:45.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWp7E75mI/AAAAAAAABuo/s7gPatckH7o/s1600-h/10minutes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWp7E75mI/AAAAAAAABuo/s7gPatckH7o/s320/10minutes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329823962249291362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWp_xTzZI/AAAAAAAABug/AYtxuYp1o5A/s1600-h/kotakkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWp_xTzZI/AAAAAAAABug/AYtxuYp1o5A/s320/kotakkl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329823963509149074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWpn1GRwI/AAAAAAAABuY/ju7rikla7kA/s1600-h/klview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWpn1GRwI/AAAAAAAABuY/ju7rikla7kA/s320/klview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329823957082588930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's the cool party people, who's nights are filled with endless parties and crowded clubs.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the morning risers who turns in early because they feel good waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; There's the passionately-in-love couples who hogs the phone every night without fail.&lt;br /&gt;For those who are neither here nor there, there's the common nocturnal social &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-butterfly who travels from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; checking out picture updates to hopping off one blog to the next. Let's face it, these days cyberspace seems to be the best way to know how one's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nights are ones filled with a bit of those and a jukebox with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;goood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;playlists&lt;/span&gt; and a good read.&lt;br /&gt;Jodi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;picoult&lt;/span&gt; made a really good observation that most terms of endearment used are some form of food. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;. cupcake,honey,sugar,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sweetiepie&lt;/span&gt;,sugarplum&lt;/span&gt;. I thought that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;That there, is a photograph of the KL view taken by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shasha&lt;/span&gt;. It's quite breathtaking from up there. go watch all those old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jiwangs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sembilu&lt;/span&gt; movies, they've surely got some nice view from this very same hill spot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;, it's a common spot to shoot plus there's an absolutely romantic western &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; up there. Eating there really made me feel like I was on a date. only this time, a date with everyone in the 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;abd&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; addicted to The Script. They've got a fresh sound that kinda perks you up.&lt;br /&gt;am I slow to discover them or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7831564507182722034?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7831564507182722034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7831564507182722034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7831564507182722034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7831564507182722034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/nightlife.html' title='Nightlife'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfdWp7E75mI/AAAAAAAABuo/s7gPatckH7o/s72-c/10minutes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-898068779754614406</id><published>2009-04-28T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:12:42.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Fengshui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It must be the position of my bed or my lamp or something.&lt;br /&gt;April is swooshing by welcoming May in too. Bt May seems to already be hinting that it hates me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i had to reject another job offer since i can't commit on sundays.&lt;br /&gt;today, i almost choked on iced ching teng.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am sick.&lt;br /&gt;today, i just had to lose my appetite when ma cooks alot.&lt;br /&gt;today is bad fengshui day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a tuesday and my mum shook me awake at 7am to day to go to pasar geylang. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that this time, it's exceptionally clean with minimal traces of your usual wet market stench lingering everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah ader kes org meninggal baru nak sibuk bersih2 kan...it's kind of a sad irony that we're benefiting from an innocent person's death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's destination was Serangoon broadway and the Converts association.&lt;br /&gt;I have finally gotten a sneak preview on how i'll look on grad day and it feels good to be harry potter for a day.&lt;br /&gt;finally went down to collect my graduation robe and gosh, i still can't believe that graduation's only a blink away.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, i've finally acquired the registration forms for the CIBF course.&lt;br /&gt;This, despite already missing 1 module at the start of the course. It doesn't matter though since they allowed me to reshuffle my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like you bad fengshui. go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-898068779754614406?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/898068779754614406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=898068779754614406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/898068779754614406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/898068779754614406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-fengshui.html' title='Bad Fengshui'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6843553844498603320</id><published>2009-04-26T23:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:41:41.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 minutes and a few seconds to last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSah0zUIdI/AAAAAAAABuQ/d9tdUpYgozo/s1600-h/kotakkl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSah0zUIdI/AAAAAAAABuQ/d9tdUpYgozo/s320/kotakkl5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329054164986372562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSaa2Gbi-I/AAAAAAAABuI/RRqCKrZeVGI/s1600-h/kotakkl9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSaa2Gbi-I/AAAAAAAABuI/RRqCKrZeVGI/s320/kotakkl9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329054045075901410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSaalVDE_I/AAAAAAAABuA/NichHo2kVuo/s1600-h/kotakkl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSaalVDE_I/AAAAAAAABuA/NichHo2kVuo/s320/kotakkl8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329054040573809650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSaaryAcfI/AAAAAAAABt4/rX4K6qlJts8/s1600-h/kotakkl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSaaryAcfI/AAAAAAAABt4/rX4K6qlJts8/s320/kotakkl7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329054042305884658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR-KqSWEQI/AAAAAAAABto/cYpVawGv8Zs/s1600-h/kotakkl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR-KqSWEQI/AAAAAAAABto/cYpVawGv8Zs/s320/kotakkl6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329022980701163778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR-Kj-3QWI/AAAAAAAABtg/GY5wMRV0EEk/s1600-h/kotakkl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR-Kj-3QWI/AAAAAAAABtg/GY5wMRV0EEk/s320/kotakkl4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329022979008840034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR94TDPVLI/AAAAAAAABtY/C99ZvR-yHkg/s1600-h/kotak+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR94TDPVLI/AAAAAAAABtY/C99ZvR-yHkg/s320/kotak+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329022665226146994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR931sO02I/AAAAAAAABtQ/QGrLNl5eamk/s1600-h/kotakkl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR931sO02I/AAAAAAAABtQ/QGrLNl5eamk/s320/kotakkl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329022657345016674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR939rmA6I/AAAAAAAABtI/tIIacBLPpUI/s1600-h/kotak+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfR939rmA6I/AAAAAAAABtI/tIIacBLPpUI/s320/kotak+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329022659489825698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's back from KL. &amp;amp; this, has been the reason why I was away. Alhamdulillah, we're all back in one piece, safe &amp;amp; sound.thank you, berkat all those who have prayed for a safe journey for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I didn't know what I was in for &amp;amp; I kinda said yes ijnstantly because it was a gut feeling that told me it felt right. It hit me hard after that when haddad mentioned KL on the phone. &amp;amp; that made me go Holy shit!...I had to push my boundaries to give better than my best because, for once we were all carrying our country's name on our shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an honour to be given the chance to represent sangsingapurba and singapore.I hope we left more than footsteps and memories there. I hope we left a mark and made an impression.&lt;br /&gt;a good long lasting one, perhaps.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because even if we didn't, at least i get to say that this trip definitely embedded a mark on me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm sure it did the same on all 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;I'll finally sincerely believe that fate has a way of creeping up on us in unexpected circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;for on this trip, i had the honour of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting people i've never dreamnt of meeting.&lt;br /&gt;going places i've only imagined in history.&lt;br /&gt;doing things i've never thought of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, fate took good care of us. thank god for that. mine &amp;amp; yours.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously had fun pigging out on our non-stop eating escapades with haddad &amp;amp; abd. now i know how boys REALLY eat. on average, we each ate 20 meals on a span of 5 days!! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*love you both. thank you for taking good care of me boys ...&lt;br /&gt;i owe you guys for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i still cannot figure out why amir ahmar's play was soo disturbing.it still intrigues me.personally, one of the wittiest play i've seen put together. a smart one.&lt;br /&gt;Its like an intrusion of privacy, which clearly took him alot of willpower to bear to stage it.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda made me feel bad trying to decipher it since this one felt really - private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more pictures on facebook. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6843553844498603320?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6843553844498603320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6843553844498603320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6843553844498603320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6843553844498603320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-minutes-and-few-seconds-to-last.html' title='10 minutes and a few seconds to last'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SfSah0zUIdI/AAAAAAAABuQ/d9tdUpYgozo/s72-c/kotakkl5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6206011243321800532</id><published>2009-04-19T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T04:15:25.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snap back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; my hiatus is getting more common since i find that it's quite reverting to share every single detail of everyday here. it'll only be an interesting read when you're a celebrity chained and shackled to the public's watching eyes. since, even when u dig your nose also, it looks glamorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that i do have a small but constant group of people who keeps me grounded.&lt;br /&gt;just like an airplane landing on the runway.&lt;br /&gt;it's these people that i can easily find comfort in , in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving the country again, soon.&lt;br /&gt;for about 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, everything's going to turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the tendency of subconsciously planning what's next.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i like knowing what's to come next.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; before I know it, i've just filled up my calender 2 weeks ahead back to back.&lt;br /&gt;it's usually like that though with a spur of the moment event, i usually just do away with all plans, and immediately make new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm back, i'm going straight to celebrating mother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;right before i start with what's next.&lt;br /&gt;Asmida was saying, how some things just feels right even though we are very very uncertain whether the circumstances might do us good or the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Because, no matter how stupid this may seem,&lt;br /&gt;it just feels damn right.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i really don't mind starting off with square 1.&lt;br /&gt;ok for now, i've basically planned 2 weeks ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week being out of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the next week,&lt;br /&gt;meet up with the spsilat ppl.&lt;br /&gt;a few birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;completing my online agendas.&lt;br /&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;School applications.&lt;br /&gt;interviews.&lt;br /&gt;more new books to read.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6206011243321800532?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6206011243321800532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6206011243321800532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6206011243321800532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6206011243321800532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/snap-back.html' title='Snap back'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5713237791197837336</id><published>2009-04-11T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:43:34.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its an irony how the gift of sight is both a blessing and a curse.&lt;br /&gt;how the crippling truth is an antidote in this epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;how sarcasm is really just educated defiance.&lt;br /&gt;how wit is both charming yet it's subtle insolence.&lt;br /&gt;how we need to be put down low to realize that we're capable of higher.&lt;br /&gt;how you are your worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;how your only strength might be your biggest weakness.&lt;br /&gt;how by a wicked twist of events, your fate might just lie in the hands of the very person you hate.&lt;br /&gt;how it's more than that when you read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a irony how there's a silver lining behind every cloud.&lt;br /&gt;how that's just a saying, an idiom.&lt;br /&gt;when in actual fact,&lt;br /&gt; miracles do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5713237791197837336?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5713237791197837336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5713237791197837336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5713237791197837336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5713237791197837336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4646496929353539854</id><published>2009-04-05T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:04:41.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GreeeennNs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm a self-confessed meat lover.&lt;br /&gt;so, i swear that it was REALLY hard to give up meat in cambodia for most of my 2 weeks there.&lt;br /&gt;and i told mas and ms.tan " i have a feeling that i'm gg to be a vegetarian soon enough since i'm eating soo much veggie here."&lt;br /&gt;to think of it. that would be a nightmare. i mean, i love my quarter pounder, my steak and my chewyy daging merah dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've been noticing that my preferences have changed quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;i've grown a liking for raw vegetables and alot of fish fish &amp;amp; fish.&lt;br /&gt;i just had a raw celery &amp;amp; cheese salad for dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's dinner was starfruit tuna salad with sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the other night, while chatting to asmida, i had cravings for carrot sticks and dressing.&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i had for supper.&lt;br /&gt;andd i've been telling practically everyone that i have constant cravings for LJS's fish meal...&lt;br /&gt;OMG.....noooo.... where did all my love for meat go?&lt;br /&gt;MEAT MEAT MEAT...I WILL LOVE MEAT AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;SARAH LOVES MEAT ...&lt;br /&gt;SARAH LOVES MEAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4646496929353539854?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4646496929353539854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4646496929353539854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4646496929353539854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4646496929353539854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/greeeennns.html' title='GreeeennNs'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-171201493396864092</id><published>2009-04-03T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T02:02:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SdT75lTUvnI/AAAAAAAABtA/7CIZ6uQ2p48/s1600-h/fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SdT75lTUvnI/AAAAAAAABtA/7CIZ6uQ2p48/s320/fox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154026515676786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow those centre part tousled curls look damnn sexyy.&lt;br /&gt;Wish i had that kind of volume in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;i shall work to make my hair grow longer and thicker to get closer to that kinda hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SdT75Cugu9I/AAAAAAAABs4/YteJOLnJai0/s1600-h/dakota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SdT75Cugu9I/AAAAAAAABs4/YteJOLnJai0/s320/dakota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320154017234467794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the buzz is out. Dakota Fanning's casted as Jane in New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;the innocent looking but lethal vampire in the twilight saga.&lt;br /&gt;ahh ...wise choice .wise choice.she'll make a great jane.&lt;br /&gt;She's sure to make viewer's hair stand with her devious role.&lt;br /&gt;this would really have to be a must watch since i loved her in  all her movies ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.back to dreaming on about sexy full voluminous hair like megan fox's.&lt;br /&gt;any product recommendations for effortless volumizing, people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-171201493396864092?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/171201493396864092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=171201493396864092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/171201493396864092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/171201493396864092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/04/hair.html' title='Hair'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SdT75lTUvnI/AAAAAAAABtA/7CIZ6uQ2p48/s72-c/fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-610938700934277143</id><published>2009-03-31T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T04:32:50.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to date, i've sent out approximately 60 plus resumes and drafted endless cover letters for job applications in different fields and industry.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, to the extent that i've even applied to IMH as well.&lt;br /&gt;the process of looking for a job as a fresh graduate is frankly, very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the interview call be it for a job or for a university placement is undoubtedly the most agonizing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, murder me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god, today was a breather. i came down to take a sneak peek at our beloved cubs and lions in preparation for the next production. oh! ahahaha and thanks to azlan i've got laughing spasms watching ask baba ali!.HAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, what happened to my "sarah must hula-hoop and do jump ropes everyday &amp;amp; not eat soo much" plan?&lt;br /&gt;which btw was supposed to start last week...&lt;br /&gt;double HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-610938700934277143?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/610938700934277143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=610938700934277143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/610938700934277143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/610938700934277143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/03/breather.html' title='Breather'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5165514413795913689</id><published>2009-03-27T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:18:22.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you want nothing, you'll indefinitely fear nothing.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5165514413795913689?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5165514413795913689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5165514413795913689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5165514413795913689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5165514413795913689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-you-want-nothing-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6776988272010219936</id><published>2009-03-25T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:05:53.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaf's absolutely right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sckeo57NYWI/AAAAAAAABsw/mf20Ypjcw8g/s1600-h/evgchalet4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sckeo57NYWI/AAAAAAAABsw/mf20Ypjcw8g/s320/evgchalet4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316814523180343650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sckeoh3lnQI/AAAAAAAABso/FS-TovUmg44/s1600-h/evgchalet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sckeoh3lnQI/AAAAAAAABso/FS-TovUmg44/s320/evgchalet3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316814516722703618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckeRiwHTJI/AAAAAAAABsg/MqnTM1V4qPo/s1600-h/evgchalet5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckeRiwHTJI/AAAAAAAABsg/MqnTM1V4qPo/s320/evgchalet5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316814121822801042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckeQ0MeuZI/AAAAAAAABsY/yRypHwRl0b4/s1600-h/evg+chalet+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckeQ0MeuZI/AAAAAAAABsY/yRypHwRl0b4/s320/evg+chalet+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316814109325310354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckeQHAgctI/AAAAAAAABsI/eVmXVAWl2T0/s1600-h/evg+chalet4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckeQHAgctI/AAAAAAAABsI/eVmXVAWl2T0/s320/evg+chalet4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316814097195496146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckePz2li_I/AAAAAAAABsA/VD2UhYgZpbc/s1600-h/evgchalet+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SckePz2li_I/AAAAAAAABsA/VD2UhYgZpbc/s320/evgchalet+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316814092053613554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaf was dead on when she said 3 more years and it makes us a decade! ..gosh time passes sooo damn fast.- light speed fast. and we're getttinggg old ma!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....i think we should do up a gathering tht marks the 10th year for being together!!..haha&lt;br /&gt;and then a decade more down the road, we'll meet again ..now this is going to be interesting ...who knows, we'll get to see a few of the guys bunchit, then grow mustache like bapak2 oredy.&lt;br /&gt;or or ...we'll get to see ados all dark like a bangla after he returns from sailing ...or or we'll get to see the other guys and girls getting married. ..this in funnnn !!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe ...the evg chalet was a refreshing start to 2009. was a waste that i was pretty tired to stay over and have more fun with them!!&lt;br /&gt;but nontheless, the company was great. nothing is boring with the goofy people around!&lt;br /&gt;the food was great, because we had chef RAMZY  and his assistants from hell's kitchen to coook ...wahahahah&lt;br /&gt;and we had omg the penakut nak mampos boys who literally dashed out of the chalet when we suggested to watch a horror flick at night ...BOYS!!!.ish ishhh...&lt;br /&gt;yeah, pity we didnt have a group photo with everyone!if i'm not mistaken, there were a good 20 plus of us around! and that's not even the full strength..&lt;br /&gt;there's actually more ok! some are MIA-ing, working, NS-ing or are alredy in universities.&lt;br /&gt;i remember one hari raya outing there were close to 30 of us..&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens.&lt;br /&gt;still i love every single one of my boys and lovely chics from wayy back in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Muwwwwwaahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6776988272010219936?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6776988272010219936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6776988272010219936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6776988272010219936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6776988272010219936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/03/zafs-absolutely-right.html' title='Zaf&apos;s absolutely right'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/Sckeo57NYWI/AAAAAAAABsw/mf20Ypjcw8g/s72-c/evgchalet4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6293906762423908989</id><published>2009-03-24T15:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:07:10.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SciQuxTGwTI/AAAAAAAABr4/vWRlx1FLKJc/s1600-h/cambodia09+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SciQF7FM4WI/AAAAAAAABq4/54LvE237HrM/s320/cambodia09+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316657791544123746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SciQFQWTFhI/AAAAAAAABqw/m_aLNESJ2pY/s1600-h/cambodia09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SciQFQWTFhI/AAAAAAAABqw/m_aLNESJ2pY/s320/cambodia09+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316657780073109010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm back from my 2 weeks in cambodia. sarah's alot darker now. alottt darker... i shall make an effort now to stay at home and stay out of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Angkor wat's architechture is magnificent and its no wonder it's called the new age 7 wonders of the world.&lt;br /&gt;there's alot that i can say about the trip. this by far, has been the most fufilling and transforming 2 weeks of my life.thank god, i've gotten a chance to see this part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have spent my graduating days from singapore polytechnic any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole month of march has somewhat been fufilling. KL trip meeting mr. A-Z, 2 weeks in cambodia, stuffing job searches in between the 1 day transitions from packing to hoping on a plane, EVG chalet!( which was super funnny!!!!hahaha KHAIRY babat is super adorable!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march's ending soon and i've loved every single bit of march.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty tired from all the transition periods, being away and job search.&lt;br /&gt;insyallah,if god be willing, i'll get a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams good and i've been awarded my diploma, thank god.now all i need to do is get my exam transcripts and head down to apply for school for the september intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be doing a murdoch university double degree under SMa.&lt;br /&gt;yup, for now that's my plan. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6293906762423908989?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6293906762423908989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6293906762423908989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6293906762423908989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6293906762423908989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/03/cambodia.html' title='Cambodia'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SciQuxTGwTI/AAAAAAAABr4/vWRlx1FLKJc/s72-c/cambodia09+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-693237790161263082</id><published>2009-03-07T02:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:28:39.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superwomen meets Mr.a-z</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SbGEMCncmzI/AAAAAAAABqY/IAr9zqqfWyY/s1600-h/KLtrip-march09+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SbGCs7VuaOI/AAAAAAAABpY/gLRHb94lfXE/s320/KLtrip-march09+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310169144001194210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SbFyls0soFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/hNGcYR9UMeA/s1600-h/KLtrip-march09286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SbFyls0soFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/hNGcYR9UMeA/s320/KLtrip-march09286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310151427659440210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great food.great grooves.great apartment.great company.&lt;br /&gt;with the most awesome girls of all.&lt;br /&gt;i love you girls...&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz was awesome as always. he's soo versatile on stage ..a great performer, yes.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think there's alot of musicians out there that can perform a pop song with jazzy elements incorporating bass,djembe,saxophone,trumpets and trombones all in one song!&lt;br /&gt;seee, AWESOMEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;he ended off with butterfly. such a sexyyy song ..i love it.every single part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving again tmr, for cambodia this time.&lt;br /&gt;and i've just got back todayyyy...&lt;br /&gt;be back in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care lovelies.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'll leave you with this ...haha a short video blog of our exciting adventure ..hha&lt;br /&gt;we had to wait 7 hours for the next train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4T9q0QGv_W0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4T9q0QGv_W0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-693237790161263082?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/693237790161263082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=693237790161263082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/693237790161263082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/693237790161263082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/03/superwomen-meets-mra-z.html' title='Superwomen meets Mr.a-z'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SbGEMCncmzI/AAAAAAAABqY/IAr9zqqfWyY/s72-c/KLtrip-march09+298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1403621381016185282</id><published>2009-03-03T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:32:12.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank god, mine and yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SawU22qlkfI/AAAAAAAABog/1YZDKClChdc/s1600-h/jason-mraz-flower-power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SawU22qlkfI/AAAAAAAABog/1YZDKClChdc/s320/jason-mraz-flower-power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308640993382601202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;right now i'm feeling very bersyukur.&lt;br /&gt;for the fact that all this turbulence ended on a rather good note.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ma and ayah.=)&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving tmr morning to catch Jason Mraz live in KL's Stadium Negara.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really excited for that but i'm even more excited that i'll be spending my time with Mira and Asmida.&lt;br /&gt;with the whole apartment to ourselves,good food and great great company.&lt;br /&gt;what more could i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaa, people go over to KL to shop and dine, the 3 of us go to KL to scream at a concert! ..&lt;br /&gt;we are 3 gooooofy little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SawU24GQFiI/AAAAAAAABoY/CHRclwfAJRI/s1600-h/madhatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SawU24GQFiI/AAAAAAAABoY/CHRclwfAJRI/s320/madhatter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308640993767069218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since i do have quite a few friends who's into the local scene.&lt;br /&gt;come come, i'll help reyza do some promo here.&lt;br /&gt; Madhatter will be on Live and Loaded this thurs 11pm, that's the telecast.&lt;br /&gt;watch them on your telly.&lt;br /&gt;check em out.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooohhh ooohhh...and&lt;br /&gt;ayu ms montello's running in for votes for live n loaded too&lt;br /&gt;and if i'm not wrong there's hel and fakir too.&lt;br /&gt;ok, anyone else from the hiphop scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goood luckkk dear lovely people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; to you, you and you reading this, please do take good care while i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;don't miss me too much! =)&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back with lots of pictures &amp;amp; hopefully a good blog entry for you people to feast your eyes upon ok hunneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-1403621381016185282?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/1403621381016185282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=1403621381016185282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1403621381016185282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1403621381016185282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-god-mine-and-yours.html' title='Thank god, mine and yours.'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SawU22qlkfI/AAAAAAAABog/1YZDKClChdc/s72-c/jason-mraz-flower-power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8059089760146064169</id><published>2009-02-27T07:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:20:51.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SacngwyZcrI/AAAAAAAABn4/SaEg3uvDtB4/s1600-h/audiday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SacngwyZcrI/AAAAAAAABn4/SaEg3uvDtB4/s400/audiday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307254129685000882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good luck to those gg for auditions.&lt;br /&gt;loosen up and just have fun. we definitely won't bite.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Came down to catch abit of the auditions day 1 in school yest.Also, i was there to catch up abit with the ssp people andd submit my final golden hardcover report.Ms Cynthia Lam is exceptionally sweet laa ..&lt;br /&gt;BD girls, if you're reading this. it's a wrap!&lt;br /&gt;thank god,mine and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hair's getting curlier by the minute these days. some mornings, i'd wake up feeling like i've just stuck a curling iron in my mane and left it there the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;because i wake up to curly hair that is of different curls every day.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's sexy but at other times, it's just unmanagable.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm itching to just snip everyting off into a pixie cut or mohawk or smething short.&lt;br /&gt;seeee, just like aizat.. a mohawk.&lt;br /&gt;okk,be thankful sarahh...&lt;br /&gt;people have to go n spend hours in the salon to curl their hair and youuu, you need to&lt;br /&gt;thank god you get the priviledge of waking up with out-of-bed curls, literally.&lt;br /&gt;for this, i need a sticky note to stop me from snippng off my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8059089760146064169?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8059089760146064169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8059089760146064169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8059089760146064169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8059089760146064169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/auditions.html' title='Auditions'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SacngwyZcrI/AAAAAAAABn4/SaEg3uvDtB4/s72-c/audiday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2284825976943553789</id><published>2009-02-26T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:14:16.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punctuations;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone once told me how he pictured life as a huge library of books.&lt;br /&gt;i guess in many ways we are all walking contradictions. For yesterday i wrote that my last was going to be a fullstop on an exam paper but i woke up today thinking&lt;br /&gt;Punctuations;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, I'd might have been wrong about that after all.&lt;br /&gt;different punctuations when used correctly can put the right stresses and halts in a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;The right sentences can either score the right punchlines to hook the reader or make the book to be a worthy read.&lt;br /&gt;If we were all books, you can either be a walking dictionary, a walking encyclopedia, a worthy read just like twilight or simply an empty jotter book.&lt;br /&gt;it generally just depends on what you want to fill the pages up with.&lt;br /&gt;so poly has unofficially ended &amp;amp; it wasn't a full stop.&lt;br /&gt;it's merely just a comma in the middle of a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;i got an anonymous note today which was was slipped in btween my stack of notes when i left them in the library to get to 7-11. It was interesting,creeepy but sweeet at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;haha.seriously..it cracked me up for a good 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Ps: thank you whoever you are,you made my day.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason the chilly weather makes me think of warm snuggles and hugs and kisses on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2284825976943553789?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2284825976943553789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2284825976943553789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2284825976943553789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2284825976943553789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/punctuations.html' title='Punctuations;'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7162962382101347509</id><published>2009-02-24T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:18:26.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fullstop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll write my last fullstop on an SP exam paper as an official student at 4.10pm later tmr.&lt;br /&gt;let's close this with a bang!..&lt;br /&gt;good luck for FMRP dear financial traders!!&lt;br /&gt;WOHOOOOOOOOO.last paper baby!!...&lt;br /&gt;*jumps around like a little monkey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7162962382101347509?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7162962382101347509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7162962382101347509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7162962382101347509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7162962382101347509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/fullstop.html' title='fullstop.'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7970893982042300390</id><published>2009-02-22T01:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:23:45.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>je ne sais quoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for when knowledge is power,it is capable of eating you up from the inside too.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, i know everything's going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;it's like how we simply cannot put it in words what makes us fall head over heels over someone.&lt;br /&gt;the french call it "je ne sais quoi"&lt;br /&gt;(it's pronounced as ze-na-say-qua).&lt;br /&gt;something you just can't quite put your finger on; something indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that same reason, i have a feeling that this, that everything is going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;or even, way better than being just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7970893982042300390?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7970893982042300390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7970893982042300390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7970893982042300390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7970893982042300390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/je-ne-sais-quoi.html' title='je ne sais quoi'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8142609938428833900</id><published>2009-02-19T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:26:52.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys,men and those in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my beliefs about men have always been constantly fine tuned with my daily observations of the tiniest and most intricate details of the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;with every person i meet, it's always fascinating how just knowing them rearranges my thoughts and perceptions on life, on everything.&lt;br /&gt;for one fact, i am a walking contradiction. we all are, aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;for another, it is possible every book/dictionary/thesaurus i have read gave totally wrong explanations of the word - Man.&lt;br /&gt;they are far, wayy far more complicated than the one liner we see in our oxford/long man/Cambridge dictionaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With men, i believe in 3 ground rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ignore what they say, just focus and look at the things they do.&lt;br /&gt;2) men are visual creatures, no matter how much they deny that.&lt;br /&gt;3) you want trusted collateral, it's their balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, i'll end this with what's on irahbaby's nick;&lt;br /&gt;Mean girl say wadddd??&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8142609938428833900?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8142609938428833900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8142609938428833900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8142609938428833900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8142609938428833900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/boysmen-and-those-in-between.html' title='boys,men and those in between'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-3595491939710812221</id><published>2009-02-18T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:09:01.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;backaches.bad horrible backaches.&lt;br /&gt;go away. bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-3595491939710812221?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8301499355229955525</id><published>2009-02-15T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:21:24.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're slicker than the average, intelligent for a whole lot of reasons and smart.&lt;br /&gt;yes, definitely smart.&lt;br /&gt;so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;Figure this out and tell me if I'm wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;because all of this - it's exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;mentally draining and emotionally exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;just like this heat and humidity.&lt;br /&gt;it's a miracle i am not bald by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8301499355229955525?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8301499355229955525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8301499355229955525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8301499355229955525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8301499355229955525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-slicker-than-average-intelligent.html' title='a miracle'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6307363832064229719</id><published>2009-02-14T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:24:00.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls got back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SZWrDjpF5xI/AAAAAAAABno/TY5G_Hakb4U/s1600-h/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SZWrDjpF5xI/AAAAAAAABno/TY5G_Hakb4U/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302332213894178578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My girlssss are back!!!! ..superwomen!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. WOHOOOO i'm soo happy.&lt;br /&gt;mira's back from iran/iraq ....safe!(that was the utmost priority!)....allhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Smida's friday the 13th bought her goooood luck after all!!!.. AS passed her TP!! ...first time summore ...omg!! i'm soo proud of youuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's get through exams, you girls know what's coming for marchhh!!! wooooohooooo ..hehehe ..&lt;br /&gt;plussss, i get to make-up and dress mas for DnD!! cool or wad ...mas become my real life barbie.!&lt;br /&gt;aiseyman, sweet like strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;don't want hershey's pie, make me kekek oredy...&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and...DMTM ppl which = afiq, cousin ain and asyaari ...graduate already!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg ....how cool ...enjoying like hell ah affiq!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6307363832064229719?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6307363832064229719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6307363832064229719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6307363832064229719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6307363832064229719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/girls-got-back.html' title='girls got back'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SZWrDjpF5xI/AAAAAAAABno/TY5G_Hakb4U/s72-c/DSC_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1864024334686428734</id><published>2009-02-13T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:19:32.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile and everything's going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-1864024334686428734?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/1864024334686428734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=1864024334686428734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1864024334686428734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1864024334686428734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/smile-and-everythings-going-to-be-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-556715807607675711</id><published>2009-02-11T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:05:10.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SZGrTm2_G-I/AAAAAAAABng/QZR6uTH97t8/s1600-h/chris+cheong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SZGrTm2_G-I/AAAAAAAABng/QZR6uTH97t8/s320/chris+cheong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301206589728824290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at him..just look at him!...as much as we feel like strangling ah cheong at times, this zany rich oldman is pretty much a nice person afterall.somehow, he looks like he's going to propose to a girl in this photo. siap malu2 hamster some more.(ch 5 translation: shy like hamster siaaa)&lt;br /&gt;funnyy or waddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he used to ask my class rep to msg us to watch CNA or some news he was gg to be on...watch his interviews and all ..HAHAAAa...self-absorbed or wadd.&lt;br /&gt;and in lectures he loved repeating "cheap-buy.cheap-buy" over and over again...not realising that he was actually shouting something similar to "cibai.cibai" to the whole lecture...&lt;br /&gt;innocent like hell sia.&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd last day of school, he made me come for make-up trading lesson at 10am only to tell me that i could go for a 1 hour breakfast downstairs if i wanted to. O_0.make me wake up early to eat breakfast in school...baik aahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and come to think of it, i don't really think i ever did leave evergreen sec at all, or probably evergreen sec never left me.&lt;br /&gt;since there's dozens of evg ppl here in sp plus even Mr. joseph teo, my ex pure physics teacher just started teaching here. he met me at the walkway last semester and&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: eyyy! mr.teo what are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Joseph Teo: hey! SARAH ATIQA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyy, never did i expect a teacher to remember my full name after soo long. soo, i must have been a pretty hard-to handle kid if he can remember my name that well.since i was always in trouble with him for the string of F9s i got for most physics tests,probably.&lt;br /&gt;plus, there's this list of people of which we have pretty much grown together from sec1 in Evergreen sec up through 3 years of poly.&lt;br /&gt;affiq,zahid,khalis,firdaus,asyaari,ali,maslina,hazwani,adiba.&lt;br /&gt;whoaaaa, it's been 7 years together already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cooooooooooL or wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-556715807607675711?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/556715807607675711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=556715807607675711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/556715807607675711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/556715807607675711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/boys.html' title='The boys'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SZGrTm2_G-I/AAAAAAAABng/QZR6uTH97t8/s72-c/chris+cheong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-643335471788984074</id><published>2009-02-08T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:26:45.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"there are only 2 types of people in this world, the architects &amp;amp; the consultants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite figured out that particular quote i was given a while back.&lt;br /&gt;this one's definitely something i'm still trying to figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently hooked to Bitter:Sweet&lt;br /&gt;the vocalist's voice is very sultry and subtly sexy accompanied with very light jazzy grooves.&lt;br /&gt;As confirm like!=)&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VljGLcxA1U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VljGLcxA1U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-643335471788984074?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/643335471788984074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=643335471788984074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/643335471788984074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/643335471788984074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/between-lines.html' title='Between the lines'/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1766056967789908032</id><published>2009-02-07T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:18:42.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;khalis went to school with this giant Marc by Marc Jacobs paper bag. and everyone was staring..HAHAAA.padan muke kau.siape suruh kau bwk such a huge attention grabbing bag..soo funney, he said there was this aunty in the train trying very hard to strain her neck to peep into the paper bag.-such a typical keypoh singaporean aunty.&lt;br /&gt;so when he was in school wearing the Marc blazer, everybody went " siallah! marc jacobs siaaa khalis!rich ah siall!designer blazer!" ..HAHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to speak like the financial trading boys since i have soo many classes with them..be it make-up trading or psycho classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy:Sibei,eyy you how? BD can or not?&lt;br /&gt;sarah:wahseyyy ...suii ah ..caiii! ...assessors very nice ..not bad ah..&lt;br /&gt;BD kang kang hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BD/FYP is over FINALLY !!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*dances like a monkey*&lt;br /&gt;allhamdullilah...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-1766056967789908032?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/1766056967789908032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=1766056967789908032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1766056967789908032'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;i hate the feeling creeping up on me when i gave one last stare at the empty lecture hall just now&lt;br /&gt;i hate that S K Wan won't be chasing after me for my attendence anymore.=(&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm definitely gg to miss everyone&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i'm going to miss hidayah a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i used to always ditch classes and hidayah's alone(super guilty about this!)&lt;br /&gt;i hate missing SSP people and all drama trainings we used to have&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i miss wawas alot!&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i will miss SP silat people and the mind-endurance trainings too.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i'll miss the late nights and running for the last train home from school.&lt;br /&gt;i hate every part about leaving SP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of school, of official lessons.&lt;br /&gt;wow, that was fast.light speed fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2275674784445535384</id><published>2009-02-04T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:46:10.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho's last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;psychology ended on an enjoyable mode touching on debatable issues. particularly, relationship development,sex and marriage.&lt;br /&gt;it was interesting how the different cultures, religion and environment influences the way you rationalize things. i think we are collective in a sense that Asians generally conform to long inherited rich traditions and society's norms.something, which can be both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;good because, we are one of the richest in traditions and cultures.something, which our ancestors would have ought to have brought to their graves. and also because, we have had always been conditioned with the importance of values and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;bad, because well, i haven't thought of a reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been around much muslims in my course because we are such a minority in banking and finance.but, i was thinking about it in psychology and i think being one makes life soo much more easier. truth to be told, i used to think being one was such a hassle because of the many constrictions  and strict abstinence we have. i think nw, im begining to understand why there's ground rules in the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2275674784445535384?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4266131923364826046</id><published>2009-02-04T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:25:39.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fishy situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dinner for the past whole month has been fish, fish and more fish and nothing else. my mother has picked up the habit of cooking fish that all that's in the fridge is catfish,tuna,salmon,fish fillet,small fish, big fish and more fish. she stocked up to feed the eskimos i think.&lt;br /&gt;today's menu was steamed fish &amp;amp; veggies soup. sounds soo cinaaaaaa right?yaaa, i know.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm always the last to eat because my meal portions are always soo pathetic. at least that's what my younger siblings think. they do ask how come i eat soo little but yet i'm the chubbiest among all of us. that part, you've gotta ask god. oh, they are soo blessed thin.-_-"&lt;br /&gt;in school hidayah usually nags at me for not finishing my food -most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, proper food and sarah cannot become bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;ice kachang (without red bean) and sarah can become BFFs! -chop chop confirm.&lt;br /&gt;and it's soo boring that i have to avoid drinking too much milk for now. i love milk =( huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a fan of needles but i'm going for 2 injections tmr during break. i'll probably keep replaying carlos santana in my head throughout.&lt;br /&gt;huhu, don't want to go alone cann? come on,who's having break anytime btween 10 - 3pm ...someone, anyone....&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shall walk as slowly as possible to the dover rd clinic later to avoid meeting the needles sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4266131923364826046?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4266131923364826046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4266131923364826046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4266131923364826046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4266131923364826046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/fishy-situation-dinner-for-past-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-620089137489419842</id><published>2009-02-02T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:17:32.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYb0wDF28kI/AAAAAAAABnU/9omVeyPsKO0/s1600-h/smida1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYb0wDF28kI/AAAAAAAABnU/9omVeyPsKO0/s320/smida1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298191117948744258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYb0v1oXxnI/AAAAAAAABnM/8HH5CIgGaeM/s1600-h/smida2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYb0v1oXxnI/AAAAAAAABnM/8HH5CIgGaeM/s320/smida2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298191114335405682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;back in the days when i was chubbier with much shorter hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes as, today was a day spent on orange grove rd. rich richhh ppl place...hahaha ..soo funny, singapore's soo tiny, yet still we managed to get lost in little singapore. we were soo surrendering under the scorching heat, running up and down the winding sidewalks and bukits. &amp;amp; my heels were burning. i was already cringing in pain when we finally reached the place, regional language centre or something. still,i am thoroughly surprised when i found out today tht i can runnnn up the SB bukit in pencil thin stilleteos and tight formal skirts.plus i walked the whole stretch of school from SB down to the BE blocks in those stiletteos!&lt;br /&gt;after which i had to endure, more than what i bargained for..&lt;br /&gt;OOOWWWWW...&lt;br /&gt;as reminded me. reminded me how soon school was going to be over..:'(&lt;br /&gt;whyyy ohh why musttt it be soooo soon...gosh!&lt;br /&gt;it's a week more of school and then it's exams.. i did not thoroughly enjoy my days in sp as much as i did in evergreen sec. but, i cherish each and every person i've met sooo far in sp . i'm soo blessed to be surrounded with soo many good souls from sp. i will miss bumping into people all over sp.stopping here n there to say a quick hi or two. hidayah used to tease me "world without strangers orr wadd!"..hahaaa&lt;br /&gt;gosh i will miss sp terribly.- for all the people sp has brought me with!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;3 years it has been, and i'm graduating out of poly single, still unattached. haha, if you ask me,&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course it feels weird to be almost leaving my teen years unattached. but, i'm still unfazed. .i'm still contented with life, with how poly has been. and i've learned alot from watching numerous heartbreaks around me.in a way, thank god i didnt have to go through all the heartaches that comes with a relationship through 3 years in poly. it just feels good to be able to witness those long-term relationships around me bloom. cheers to those.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, allhamdulillah it's over.i'm grateful you're ok. i'm soo relieved. now's the time to start it over. situations changed but facts haven't. and yes, i still love you like a sister. we all do.*hugs*and we'll all be here to hold your hand and walk you through.&lt;br /&gt;come back soon ,a stronger superwoman than ever ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-620089137489419842?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/620089137489419842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=620089137489419842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/620089137489419842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/620089137489419842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-in-days-when-i-was-chubbier-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYb0wDF28kI/AAAAAAAABnU/9omVeyPsKO0/s72-c/smida1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7259782825221096538</id><published>2009-02-01T11:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:34:10.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've used to always dread sundays. because it was an early 9am class day for me. religious class. and i've always dragged my feet to the class door n hid behind the class to sleep. the ustaz is monotonously boring. he talks about death all the time and tells us scary facts and he reads word for word from the book. something i dont think u should do when u are in a class full of religiously uneducated students. thank god he's not teaching anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so, after 2 months ditching classes n eating ice-cream at playgrounds instead, i came back to class today. and there was a new ustaz. 10x better.&lt;br /&gt;since, he doesn't use the "kalau mati nanti org jahat masuk neraka scary facts" method. nothing good ever comes from doing things out of fear.overtime, you'll grow immune to fear. you need to truly believe in the positivity of things to make it last. this new ustaz,he shed a more positive light to being a muslim with all the fun "did you know? facts"and it was much much more interesting because for once i was widely awake n participating in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ustaz was much more open to taboo issues and it was an open session. so i blatantly shouted from the back of the class, "ustaz i want to ask pasal BABI blh?" and the whole class turned to me n burst out laughing.ok, tht part was embarassing.even this ustaz was laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;i think no one expected a girl to have such thick skin n shamelessly have a go first asking a straight in your face question.&lt;br /&gt;but tht topic turned out to be a firestarter to get everyone else gg. so i really enjoyed today's class. and i'm looking forward to next week's class( now, this is the first time!).because i've got this burning qn i've always wanted to know but i've never really gotten an ans from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how we are supposed to believe in the 4 kitabs right? injil,zabur,taurad &amp;amp; al-quran.&lt;br /&gt;ok so we believe in ahli kitabs.or in english its called people of the book. so, say for instance i marry one of the followers of either the zabur,taurad or injil kitab(the real ancient kitabs we're allowed to believe in), does that mean they don't have to convert? i mean, why should they? since we too believe in their kitabs too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7259782825221096538?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7259782825221096538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7259782825221096538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7259782825221096538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7259782825221096538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-used-to-always-dread-sundays.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5547192030029608233</id><published>2009-02-01T02:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:24:42.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of all the knowledge i've gained so far, there's 2 things. 2 things to which i've woken up to every single day wishing i've not known first-hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i came to timbre with a light-hearted agenda of watching the guys perform but i was greeted pretty much with grief and disappointment. no, not for anyone else, but for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm dissapointed that for once i can't find the right words to verbalise and reason with. for once, i can't find the right punchlines to console with.i wish i could have been a better friend at consolling. because i think somehow i feel an obligation to console and make the people around me feel better. and today, i just sat there thinking of all ways to be there and show that i really care.so, it was kinda hard and disheartening to know that we could'nt make her feel better today. it was even harder to watch her in tht fragile state. i cried just watching.for my 2 cents worth, you are by far the strongest person i've met and i love you like a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYWiLseYTFI/AAAAAAAABmM/5J8JDFzHS9I/s1600-h/timbre1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYWiLseYTFI/AAAAAAAABmM/5J8JDFzHS9I/s320/timbre1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297818858472098898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYWiLuhD-GI/AAAAAAAABmE/vxGBJk08utg/s1600-h/timbre4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYWiLuhD-GI/AAAAAAAABmE/vxGBJk08utg/s320/timbre4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297818859020220514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYWiLbjt24I/AAAAAAAABl8/57LAYQSFz2Q/s1600-h/timbre2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SYWiLbjt24I/AAAAAAAABl8/57LAYQSFz2Q/s320/timbre2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297818853931080578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to filzah for the pictures! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so the rest of the night was pretty much a relief. with constant tries of switching from pensive modes to socializing modes. and i was on the train,talking to an interesting person about books and life. this struck a note, because i feel i have sinned alot. and though i have all the reasons in the world to turn into a rotten apple,i haven't. even with all the influences around me and the bad company i used to be with.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't crossed over to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;now that must be a sign.&lt;br /&gt;now, i am more determined to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;PS: i hope mira's safely landed in iran. have fun in the cold weather there &amp;amp; iraq.love love! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5547192030029608233?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5547192030029608233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5547192030029608233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5547192030029608233'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 more presentations, 5 more tests/ exam papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've got approximately 3 more weeks, that's 21 days before graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last fullstop i'll write on an SP exam paper would be on 25th february.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that seems lightyears away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4465721361570118970?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4465721361570118970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4465721361570118970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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the festive season was going to be spent mauling over BD, my laptop CRASHED.no correction, i got home to a faulty laptop with the charger stuck in the plug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;best part, no one admitted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i must have broken a few things and caused the crack at the doorway throwing fits around the house, thinking of a way out to doing my projects at home. luckily, there's the nice uncle to lend me his laptop.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we came back from Masai this morning at around 4am ..after my dad literally dragged all of us to eat. who the heck eats a heavy meal at 3am in the morn ? -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Masai was a short trip for the annual "mandi minyak" event. it was our inaggural one since we were timid first-timers at this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it'll be very wordy to explain every single details of the traditional malay event here .but basically, it's just dipping your palms in a pot of boiling hot coconut oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is it hot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bblooody helll ,of course la! but it's like a split second burn only cuz the oil cools down rather rapidly.soo it's quite fun actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yesss, and the old man who does the event about 3 times a year in different places is sooo lucky since his skin is very well moisturised with the oils and steam and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's 60 years old and almost wrinkle-less with skin smoother than a baby's bottom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth. sooo jealous laaa!! any woman will be OK!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes, IMF just retrenched close to 400,000 staff.. ok when that has already happened, this recession is very very bad.it's close to being even worse than 1931's recession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooo,graduating girls(boys are soo lucky,they've got NS!!) go study,because i see no point in building a career now. the economic conditions is going against that-definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7773169695005002018?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7773169695005002018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7773169695005002018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7773169695005002018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SXn3I1pdYgI/AAAAAAAABl0/ouHvx7uFbEI/s1600-h/dbf07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SXn3I1pdYgI/AAAAAAAABl0/ouHvx7uFbEI/s320/dbf07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294534568162714114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the ever soo gorgeous wanting.this is one clothes horse definitely! i've never seen her twice in the same outfit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MIRAA!!!! ..hhaha she signed me up for true fitness complimentary VIP card trail.i'm collecting it tmr..then can go together...dan membakar lemak dan babats.&lt;br /&gt;i look fat and chubby next to the class girls in my class photo because SB girls are all soo slender and skinny.sticking out like a sore thumb i suppose. and hidayah made my day today with the kental jokes we had in lecture.jeremy put us on the achiever's function photoshots..don't know why people were soo reluctant to help him...kesian siol...&lt;br /&gt;oh yess, azlan looked good in the blue top he wore today. it was something that looked like a kaftan. and i definitely pity reyza,azlan,is,aim and the DMAT people ...omg! they had to stay in school till 10pm today.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a bloody FRIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;wad happened to TGIF..gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-9191498533802562517?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/9191498533802562517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-62340166935039677</id><published>2009-01-23T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:13:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basic Courtesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world of finance is a dog eat dog world but&lt;br /&gt;seriously people, stock up on courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i sat alone in my empty GEMs class for about 1 hour since i had no idea where everyone went.&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to the extent to asking the stranger class next door just to try my luck on finding out where my GEMs classmates went.&lt;br /&gt;This all i did,with having no idea whether to be excited, flabbergasted or downright disappointed that i had mindlessly rushed to school  for a class-cancelled day.&lt;br /&gt;well,apparently being in the same GEMs class with my 3rd year course classmates didn't help at all!&lt;br /&gt;since,they didn't even bother to inform me about anything- at all.&lt;br /&gt;no, it's definitely not that they are obliged to tell me anything since i missed class the week before.&lt;br /&gt;but, what bothers me most is the fact that i clearly remembered that i asked them what i missed for the previous class last friday during a lecture.they filled me in with the details of what had been taught,but conveniently forgot to tell me that class has been switched to a new venue.&lt;br /&gt;even after the fact that i had classes with them for 1 whole solid week before today.&lt;br /&gt;so, it was either tht was accidental(now, how the heck?!) or it was just plain old ignorance is bliss on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and no one even bothered to reply my msgs when i asked where class was.&lt;br /&gt;and in lecture after that , i asked them " eh! today no GEMs izzit?i msg then no one reply. i was alone in class leh .." the reply i got was&lt;br /&gt;"have wad."&lt;br /&gt;short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;with a clear reluctance to share any information with me.&lt;br /&gt;i had to pry some more to ask where next class was held,in which after, she briskly walked away.&lt;br /&gt;wow, seriously... i never knew that graduating from SP required you to trade basic courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;best part,i had to snoop around and ask wani(who's in another class)if there were more details that i missed. and i found out that next week was a no-class &amp;amp; discussion day for presentation and we had a written test the week after.&lt;br /&gt;apparently the" i've got your back,you've got mine" phase doesn't work here in DBF.&lt;br /&gt;and when i thought we were only trading SFr/USD,stocks and $yen/USD, turns out some people here traded soo much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;basic courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;perangai sundal or wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-62340166935039677?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/62340166935039677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=62340166935039677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/62340166935039677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/62340166935039677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/basic-courtesy-world-of-finance-is-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8611761586254709770</id><published>2009-01-20T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:16:20.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the sandwich from school tastes nothing like food when you're chowing it down with a dry tongue of disbelief. i felt so nauseous that i had to suppress the urge to vomit all it's contents out in such an unglam fashion.&lt;br /&gt;a head full of pensive thoughts and a stomach full of butterflies indeed makes u incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;that would be the first that I've jumped of the bandwagon to break all comfort zones.&lt;br /&gt;but despite my nerves showing bare, that would be the first &amp;amp; i sincerely do hope that that introduction went well.&lt;br /&gt;told you; someone turned the heat up.&lt;br /&gt;tell me,&lt;br /&gt;what do you eat the next time your stomach is full of butterflies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8611761586254709770?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8611761586254709770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8611761586254709770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8611761586254709770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8611761586254709770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/sandwich-from-school-taste-nothing-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1348438761791649933</id><published>2009-01-19T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:11:38.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-104 slides for BD final presentation.&lt;br /&gt;all that, needs to be cramped in 20 minutes.(good holy luck to us!)&lt;br /&gt;-submitting all 6 copies of exec summary.&lt;br /&gt;-5 chapters to study for financial markets R.I.P test on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;-6pm, it's home and back to editing BD finance phase report &amp;amp; read up on the stupid Magnus game for BSG test on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word- OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-1348438761791649933?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/1348438761791649933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=1348438761791649933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1348438761791649933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/1348438761791649933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6728807909369097684</id><published>2009-01-18T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:32:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, march seems packed with treats for me!yipeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;like i've always been told, if life hands you lemons; you make lemonades out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6728807909369097684?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6728807909369097684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6728807909369097684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6728807909369097684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6728807909369097684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/heat-is-up-definitely-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2361204511942586651</id><published>2009-01-14T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T03:12:22.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, now&lt;br /&gt;who ever knew that we've got the heat all turned up at this eleventh hour.&lt;br /&gt;it feels exciting .&lt;br /&gt;think I'm just going to break my comfort boundaries&lt;br /&gt;-just about now.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2361204511942586651?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2361204511942586651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2361204511942586651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2361204511942586651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2361204511942586651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-now-who-ever-knew-that-weve-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-1803994159280245144</id><published>2009-01-11T17:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:39:11.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after sitting for a 40 mins career compatibility test in psychology, the truth is pretty much clear.&lt;br /&gt;-crystal clear.&lt;br /&gt;plus, the endless comments and questions i get from people who actually know me and strangers alike is pure concrete evidence that i definitely do not adhere to society's norms and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, victoria's secret fashion show has got me hooked on&lt;br /&gt;lupe fiasco's - superstar&lt;br /&gt;the chorus is just addctive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for all the ones in love troubles out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just remember that you are a WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;technically, i always say we're 3/5 man.&lt;br /&gt;we're capable of roughing it out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another song that's etched in my brain.u'll probably recognize this since it was used in twilight.&lt;br /&gt;hit the play button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's funny when there's the fact that some people actually do repel from you for no particular reason- at all.&lt;br /&gt;when i don't even remember doing anything to offend you.&lt;br /&gt;it might just be that you don't like how i look or talk or simply just how i am.&lt;br /&gt;i am odd after all.&lt;br /&gt;but what's with the bloody attitude man?&lt;br /&gt;am i really that horrific looking that u can't be polite when i'm being nice to you?&lt;br /&gt;you see, it's people like these that makes the bumps in poly life.&lt;br /&gt;nono, not the whole of SP, just in SP's diploma in banking and finance course.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: that dog aunty in fushan is the worst pest to have in woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember how she blatantly insulted me. trust me, it's crystal clear.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait when she gets me alone and on PMS mode. i'll get back at you.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm just plain evil.&lt;br /&gt;and judging by how much time u spend nosing around other people business,you are definitely a lonely little cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7013743304005462556?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7013743304005462556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7013743304005462556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7013743304005462556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7013743304005462556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-funny-when-theres-fact-that-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-300601514309886837</id><published>2009-01-08T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:27:51.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas was at my place to do her FYP and i was doing my part on Portfolio management project and abit of the psychology report. and she must've gone off at 5am after she smacked my face with a pillow when i was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;she had class today at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;so i was betting with her that she was going to skip school today after pulling an all nighter.&lt;br /&gt;and today she texted me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" sarah you lose the bet.i didn't go to school today but ah teacher cancelled class.nasib tak pergi ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;you still didn't go aah monyet.&lt;br /&gt;i still win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-300601514309886837?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/300601514309886837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=300601514309886837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/300601514309886837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/300601514309886837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/mas-was-at-my-place-to-do-her-fyp-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7801393524240362986</id><published>2009-01-07T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:59:46.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ezzat has more or less completed the diploma stage of his life. since TP people in his course are done with FYP and apparently got no exams to deal with. they're just merely waiting to recieve their diplomas now.- how cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SP 3rd years are pretty much welled up on completing alot of things now, with SPinnovex and final presentations &amp;amp; not to mention, we've still got final exams in february- very hectic indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wonder how NYP and NP people are doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RP people,i guess they've been off the hooked for a while since the school did away with the mandatory exams. and their curriculum is pretty much different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zahid,at this point, is pretty much gay.no, that sounded wrong.let's put it as over the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we know why-haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i want to go to J mraz's concert in march .but irah warned the tixs might be really expensive...NOOOOOOOO.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much for doing my bipolar/major depression project and portfolio management report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, back to where i left off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7801393524240362986?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7801393524240362986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7801393524240362986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7801393524240362986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7801393524240362986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/ezzat-has-more-or-less-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-331957806282708040</id><published>2009-01-06T02:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:15:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January will be a hectic month since we're supposed to be utilizing the time to tie up loose ends before graduating with our diplomas.&lt;br /&gt;to add on to that,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still contemplating whether or not to go for prom.&lt;br /&gt;possibly because this might be my first and only prom since mary koh and admiralty primary didn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;and also because the place is so merepek. smack in the middle of clarke quay at Novotel hotel.&lt;br /&gt;also because most of my fellow future bankers and financial traders are going.&lt;br /&gt;haven't anyone noticed?&lt;br /&gt;the weather is definitely getting warmer by the second. this i do not like. simply because i'm not a huge fan of Singapore's signature arid and humid conditions.&lt;br /&gt;come on monsoon season, please stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;and, i still have yet to use the golden village vouchers i got from doing the tv show last year.&lt;br /&gt;firstly because, i chickened out on doing what i really wanted to do in the last few days of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;and second being, there's no good movies out yet.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria's secret fashion show is on this thursday(chop chop confirm ally EXXCITEDDD!!!)&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's another tuesday in school with psychology.&lt;br /&gt;equivocally, that means a class full of 17 crazy boys and only 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;it can't get any crazier than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-331957806282708040?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/331957806282708040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=331957806282708040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/331957806282708040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/331957806282708040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-will-be-hectic-month-since-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-6223666029278871730</id><published>2009-01-03T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:51:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009 and resolutions are flying everywhere. i could make a million and 1 resolutions in my feeble attempt to be a better person but, i'm probably not going to fufil it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;my hair's alot darker now. back to the cappuccino shade i had back a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;subtle and sultry.nice.&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not a new look for the new year.i just needed a colour to compliment my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back with pictures if i can find my lost camera.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'm thinking of shashimi and sushi.&lt;br /&gt;lapar lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-6223666029278871730?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/6223666029278871730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=6223666029278871730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6223666029278871730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/6223666029278871730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-and-resolutions-are-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-7354122127029970870</id><published>2008-12-29T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:59:36.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with my seconds with 2008 being numbered, i can't quite still get a grip on the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;it's coming altogether too fast.and it certainly dosen't feel quite right. i hope this will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, why can't you have arrived a little later?&lt;br /&gt;what's all the rush anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-7354122127029970870?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/7354122127029970870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=7354122127029970870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7354122127029970870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/7354122127029970870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/with-my-seconds-with-2008-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5591128058776712604</id><published>2008-12-27T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:01:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omg ..HHAHAHAAAA....the opening to breaking dawn got me laughing ..rolling off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bulletproof, missile proof car. one strong enough to withstand an army tanker going over it and a flamethrower scorching its skin.&lt;br /&gt;it'll still look perfectly untouched.&lt;br /&gt;a car only used by middle eastern diplomats and drugdealers.&lt;br /&gt;a Mercedes Guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5591128058776712604?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5591128058776712604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5591128058776712604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5591128058776712604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5591128058776712604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-8690835832962456365</id><published>2008-12-26T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:27:39.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my christmas eve was spent up all night, not waiting for santa to arrive but, reading and finishing new moon.and then i started on eclipse on christmas.&lt;br /&gt;i got soo absorbed in reading, that i had trouble slowing down my pace and putting it down.&lt;br /&gt;since, i didn't really want to finish the story in just a few sittings.( which, i totally failed.)&lt;br /&gt;christmas greeted all of us with the new flatscreen tv my father bought(i didnt even know he bought a tv for the house until the doorbell rang.). so the 2nd living room has like all the furniture rearranged to make way for the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the monsoon season's really good.the weather is just prefect. cold ,cloudy and chilly all day with slight drizzles. and i love taking icy cold showers at times like this. so that i'll get out of the bathroom shivering. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been taking alot of night jogs/walks along then bungalows and terrace houses down to the area around ezzat's house.night, because it better walking in the breeze than the hot hot heat.&lt;br /&gt;i'm esctatic for mira!!!and ooooh, i really hope nizal's doing good. hang in there mon!&lt;br /&gt;well, happy boxing day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-8690835832962456365?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/8690835832962456365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=8690835832962456365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8690835832962456365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/8690835832962456365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-eve-was-spent-up-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2694048223956202300</id><published>2008-12-22T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:06:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SU9VLDyZfcI/AAAAAAAABlU/vJj3n6o02GI/s1600-h/The_Twilight_Saga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SU9VLDyZfcI/AAAAAAAABlU/vJj3n6o02GI/s320/The_Twilight_Saga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282534536412495298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's one more reason i like christmas; they'll always have these nicely packaged boxed set hardcover books around.&lt;br /&gt;.i'll want to get my hands on that boxed set b4 2009 man.&lt;br /&gt;that'll be a nice addition to the pegion hole; with the many other boooks in there and the harry potter set and my Marykate and ashley olsen books collection(this collection goes wayy back since i was 8 years old).&lt;br /&gt;i still need to get a new set of harry potter and the half blooded prince cuz ados tore this one apart the last time he had anger fits. but that can waittt...&lt;br /&gt;oh yesss as reccomended me to read a few books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khaled hosaini's - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a thousand splendid suns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jodi picoult's books&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i've been yearning to read Neil Gaiman's books.&lt;br /&gt;Neil Gaiman's - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stardus&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll miss out alot on escaping pleasures in word illustrated non-exsistent worlds if you don't read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2694048223956202300?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2694048223956202300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2694048223956202300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2694048223956202300'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back from malacca and i've got 1 more precious week of holidays to make do with.&lt;br /&gt;met the Dato' we were supposed to meet and he's an SP alumni!&lt;br /&gt;blooody cool to think tht i met someone who went to sp in the 1970s.&lt;br /&gt;i guess choosing Singapore poly was a wise choice indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduating in eyyyy 2 months time, and boy i don't know how i should feel about graduation.&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, i'm terrified. more like placelessly terrified.&lt;br /&gt;since, i have only got a jumble of ideas of what to do after poly.&lt;br /&gt;never a concrete idea of knowing exactly what i want; and that spells Clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its still school after leaving sp. since somehow i just think education is one of the only no-risk investments one can invest in.i know i'm supposed to continue studying but study what?&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh...that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silat kids are great ...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i really thought i was going to feel out of place after MIA-ing for a longg longg time.. but, they made me feel welcomed instantly..macam maggie masak 2 minit!. .hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you've got the bubbly ones .the charmingly sweet ones.the girlish chick lit ones.the joker,the spotlight stealing ones and the downright adorable ones u just have to usik( because they're unbelievably cute)&lt;br /&gt;and my favourite type;&lt;br /&gt;the inquisitive ones. those that's got a hungry curiosity to feed for everything.&lt;br /&gt;mainly because, they remind me of me.alot of the younger me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5512365802263498691?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-9099546981705156998</id><published>2008-12-19T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:38:52.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUtpMzNERPI/AAAAAAAABlM/QE1RsfxjMSM/s1600-h/spagtoo014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUtpMzNERPI/AAAAAAAABlM/QE1RsfxjMSM/s320/spagtoo014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281430656646399218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm back on meds&lt;br /&gt;2. stuck in malacca for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;3. Affiq's scaryyy!&lt;br /&gt;4. we've got a new addition to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaa!..well, let's see why affiq is scarrryyy...in about the last month or so ... affiq has had some telephatic clairvoyance building up on him.&lt;br /&gt;it's been 3 times tht he asked me out to catch a movie, always, at the same time when i'm thinking of catching one alone.&lt;br /&gt;today he msged me just 15 mins after i looked up the movie timings online.&lt;br /&gt;seeee! ..scaryyy ...i feel like i'm being spied.hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner and a short catch up session with the funnyhunnys at spagetthi too was a nice warm one.&lt;br /&gt;nizal is looking better and better by the days...hahaha though he did looked a bit shagged today after 24 hrs without sleep. swensens' supervisor seyy..! kau dah macam abg2 aaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;jeff reckons tht he looked like a version of humpty dumpty in the shot.&lt;br /&gt;and he has GORGEOUS hair!!.. bloody helll ...now i wish i was half thai like jeff.&lt;br /&gt;i loveee his hair..big accomplishment for a guy who exceeds in making girls giving him compliments on his hair! haha smooth and silkyy kepe.&lt;br /&gt;ok, nowwww ...firdaus isn't the only one with smooth silky hair!.&lt;br /&gt;my ass is big ..and it will forever be big even if i were to be a skinny lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;it runs in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;mira's glowwwing these days ...i don't know why ..she just does!..&lt;br /&gt;as actually looks quite good with a tinge of tan. she was excited to tell us all about indo.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks embok yah ..bawa pulang oleh-oleh nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a carpet to clean b4 i go out and i need a pair of lenses b4 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-9099546981705156998?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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19th Birthday Ezzat Mustasar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that's for you on Dec 14th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUVspfRR-MI/AAAAAAAABk8/l2nrYUs7UQU/s1600-h/DSC-0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUVspfRR-MI/AAAAAAAABk8/l2nrYUs7UQU/s400/DSC-0305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279745598186191042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and to the hilarious bear everyone can't get enough of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Jeffri Natawate maydhamelekha( i think ur father's spelling's wrong)!hahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thai boy's 19th on the 15th of dec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a few other december babies for Birthday shoutouts as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rai gunduuu - 5th dec&lt;br /&gt;Taufiq suhaimi - 18 Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's been a bloody long time but i don't know why i can still rememeber this.)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yohanis Goh - 25th dec&lt;/span&gt; ( it's Christmas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sally the cousin - 27th dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kel - 27th dec &lt;/span&gt;(if i'm not mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hidayah - 31st dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;juraizat - 31st dec&lt;/span&gt; ( that too is if i'm not mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great Christmas everyone. it is as it is. even if we don't traditionally celebrate christmas,&lt;br /&gt;we probably get super excited when christmas's around the corner for the huge huge sales and the christmas decorations everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5288402248164582756?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5288402248164582756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5288402248164582756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5288402248164582756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5288402248164582756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-19th-birthday-ezzat-mustasar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUVsqKpUueI/AAAAAAAABlE/IaGOe5Qygs8/s72-c/Picture+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-4287284688582331356</id><published>2008-12-15T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T04:18:24.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUVinhy1a4I/AAAAAAAABk0/5xd10lcfpdQ/s1600-h/Britney-Spears-sb24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUVinhy1a4I/AAAAAAAABk0/5xd10lcfpdQ/s400/Britney-Spears-sb24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279734569387780994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the record,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think britney's a workaholic that worked her ass off to the top.&lt;br /&gt;it's 2008 and in just 1 year after her turmoil-ed marriage and law pursuits and with her little sis being a young mum,&lt;br /&gt;she's out headstrong, with&lt;br /&gt;2 albums&lt;br /&gt;5 music videos&lt;br /&gt;1 documentary (something you gotta watch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in just within the frame of 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;pretty amazing i'd say ..since you don't really find musicians who come up with that kinda tight schedule each year.(alright, other than siti nurhaliza that is.)&lt;br /&gt;and best part is she's a mother of 2 with one of the hottest bod on every girl's wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;watch the documentary, and u'll see that she's actually a really really strong person&lt;br /&gt;i'd really want to be that strong when i'm 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you 3 other hot bods on the list that's definitely every other girl's envy(mine included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Kardashian&lt;br /&gt;Marissa Miller(VS model)&lt;br /&gt;J.Lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i i think i'll look at those pics everyday so that i'll be motivated to run run run.&lt;br /&gt;PS: the weather's perfect! ...why cant it be this chilly all year round....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-4287284688582331356?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/4287284688582331356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=4287284688582331356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4287284688582331356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/4287284688582331356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-record-i-think-britneys-workaholic.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/SUVinhy1a4I/AAAAAAAABk0/5xd10lcfpdQ/s72-c/Britney-Spears-sb24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-9018627293493129430</id><published>2008-12-13T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:27:02.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dont geddit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would you want to grow up soo darn fast&lt;br /&gt;when the night's still young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-9018627293493129430?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/9018627293493129430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=9018627293493129430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/9018627293493129430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/9018627293493129430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-geddit.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-574778861608378891</id><published>2008-12-12T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:18:10.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;but i just had to laugh my ass off when u told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm mean ...but ..HAAHAAA it's damn funny the way zahid puts it.&lt;br /&gt;all and all... geez&lt;br /&gt;i really hope you're alright zahid kamarul.&lt;br /&gt;have fun being stuck at home alright.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, those abrasions and exhaust burn must have hurt real good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon; real soon please ok. =)&lt;br /&gt;and i think we should visit hime right ejat?..with a sunny bunch of fruits and flowers..&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;no, really...&lt;br /&gt;please take care ok Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-574778861608378891?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/574778861608378891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=574778861608378891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/574778861608378891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/574778861608378891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-sorry-but-i-just-had-to-laugh-my-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-2283148374348536852</id><published>2008-12-06T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:31:34.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to raihana zainalabidinnn!.hehe i hope u lovedd today!! &lt;3 Today was nice. unpredictable; yet nice. i felt comfortable being around everyone today.  &amp;amp; i've probably grown comfortable with unpredictabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, the sweet surprises tht jumps at you everyday&lt;br /&gt;is what keeps you going everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it shows in your voice when u're smiling ear to ear on the other line.&lt;br /&gt;at least i think mine shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-2283148374348536852?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/2283148374348536852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=2283148374348536852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2283148374348536852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/2283148374348536852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-raihana.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-5549072289726010850</id><published>2008-12-01T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:11:57.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i used to believe i was cursed to always being in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;i still do now.&lt;br /&gt;but now i believe that i stumble accidentally on alot of things that i wish in a a million lightyears i had not seen.&lt;br /&gt;its ironic how the gift of sight can be both beautiful and unforgiving at once.&lt;br /&gt;back from a a whole bunch of study sessions with a whole load of lovely martians .&lt;br /&gt;asmida,mira,affiq,jeff,ab,arif,khalis,rai,mas,ados.&lt;br /&gt;ok back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for tmr's FMRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"study hard.party harder." - that's from affiq.&lt;br /&gt;and i soo totally agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-5549072289726010850?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/feeds/5549072289726010850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20973421&amp;postID=5549072289726010850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5549072289726010850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20973421/posts/default/5549072289726010850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duck-days.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-used-to-believe-i-was-cursed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812445837983316922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rOD0Vd_lkQ/TSoXvX6mxmI/AAAAAAAAB28/-SrPF08SIKY/S220/n637587665_1558051_4291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20973421.post-107399015874035433</id><published>2008-11-24T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:42:29.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the rising cost of education is such a hindrance right now.&lt;br /&gt;now, tell me what oooh what shall i do after SP...&lt;br /&gt;because a career is out of the question since a diploma is close to being useless soon.&lt;br /&gt;probably a short-term job will do fine but ..long term career, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;soon enough, even our roadsweepers need degrees to sweep the roads.&lt;br /&gt;it's horrifying enough that we are given the liberty to choose from such a vast choice of courses.&lt;br /&gt;horrifying because, 80% of us don't really know what we're really getting ourselves into.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, its just plain scary that we're starting to carry heavy responsibilities tht'll come with the simple choices we make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20973421-107399015874035433?l=duck-days.blogspot.com' alt='' 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