<?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-2926181728901559096</id><updated>2012-01-06T05:42:19.338+08:00</updated><category term='Insanitarium'/><title type='text'>CacatCinta</title><subtitle type='html'>"Broken for a-millionth times, yet recovered for a millionth times also. Keep hating the term "love" itself coz it seems to cause more pain than happiness.I'm just like a fried ice-cream; warm on the outside yet cold on the inside. Have a serious murderous intent that yet to be cope by many psychologists. Yet, each and every second, i wish thatsomeone that i love would love me back eventhough it's an impossible feat to achieve."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2226524322379178612</id><published>2011-01-15T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T16:07:02.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garbage Disposal</title><content type='html'>Sayang-Sayang Slalu!!!&lt;br /&gt;didn't know how to start writing after a while i haven't visit this page. i guess writing is still within my passion and so called honed skill but neglecting it has been a nuisance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've deleted (more like deactivated) my facebook and account and PlanetRomeo account. at first i question myself on why i did such fickle action when i'm usually not that easy to be messed with. i've always thought that i have a very solid state of mind and well equip knowledge on how to handle heartbreaks and pain. i guess i was wrong. being knowledgeable on the pains doesn't necessarily makes it go away. in fact it becomes much more painful and difficult to bear with since you're contradicting logic with your emotions. \par&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know by the time i finish writing this stupid post, i wouldn't understand a single thing i wrote, but at least i'm glad that i've written it. it all started with my bestfriend. Lets just name him ermmm... Joe. i've been close with him for about a year now. neverthought i could be close with him like this since i hated him soooo damn much for him being such an ass. literally! but i wouldn't meddle much on how i got close with him. i just need to tell that i have a bestie since my pain started from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, Joe has a boyfriend already and they're quite happy with each other. But I know Joe very well to the extend that he couldn't stay away from trouble for long. during that particular period of time, and while still attached himself with his boyfriend, he met a guy named Jack. Jack is just and average guy. nothing fancy about him. just a plain ex-teacher who is about to fall in love with the wrong guy and regret it for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That particular fling went on for about a few months until Jack couldn't take it anymore since he knew all this while Joe has a boyfriend and refuses to let him go. A few episodes of drama screened and unfortunately some of it, i directed them myself. Being in control at that time, i knew what will be the consequence later on. But i choose to ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut the story short, they had a bad break up. I mean really bad. well one thing i forgot to mention to you guys was that i REALLY liked Jack since the beginning of time (more like since i met him). But i didn't have the courage to tell him and further more, Joe had his leash over Jacks' neck during that period of time. But after the breakup, Jack contacted me for advice and consolation. I knew i shouldn't go for it, but i just let my guard down and true enough, i fell in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept on calling me every day. we wouldn't miss a voice for at least a few hours. it was heaven and blissful at that time. everything just seems so right. nothing could possibly went wrong. but it did went wrong. terribly wrong. I confessed to him that i liked him and... ermmm... lets just say that the answer wasn't to my liking and all. felt like i've been dumped a gazillion times and i knew this wound won't heal that quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that i decided to delete my facebook and PR since i think i want to cool off from contacting any PLU's out there. i'm not saying that they're bad or anything. i didn't hold any grudge or hate. I just need to learn how to appreciate more. I need to learn how to appreciate on the little things. i used to tell myself that i have to be grateful on everything... even the little things. but my lips doesn't sync with my heart. it didn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope after my disappearance in the cyberworld would make me think deeply on my current relationship with myself. i guess majority principles still stick. "learn to love your self before you can love others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i can make it or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2226524322379178612?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2226524322379178612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2226524322379178612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2226524322379178612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2226524322379178612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2011/01/garbage-disposal.html' title='Garbage Disposal'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1046622904841637624</id><published>2010-03-02T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:51:07.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>membuat duit.... mari2 join aku!</title><content type='html'>yes... come and lets make money... and the best part is... we don't even have to spend a single cent... just click your way through cash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it that simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just click the link &lt;a href="http://www.catcheye.com.my/?r=35544"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and register... then invite your friends... and ask them to invite their friends... you'll see the progress as your network grows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang-Sayang Slalu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1046622904841637624?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1046622904841637624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1046622904841637624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1046622904841637624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1046622904841637624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2010/03/membuat-duit-mari2-join-aku.html' title='membuat duit.... mari2 join aku!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-8090108708944998894</id><published>2009-11-06T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:01:37.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Interview</title><content type='html'>woke up this morning due to a telephone ring from a friend of mine. Neo Anderson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called and said that someone will send an e-mail for an interview regarding lifestyle about gay man. Since i just woke up i just answered the question given :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Secara jujur anda tertarik dengan lelaki yang bagaimana? Ciri-ciri mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;in general I’m attracted to masculinity and a moderate level of self confidence. Good looks is a bonus feature for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Ceritakan tentang komuniti homoseksual di Malaysia dari segi aktiviti, tempat2 pertemuan popular, dll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Apa yang anda selalu buat? Dimana anda selalu pergi bersama pasangan, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Gay people are the same as any other people. We hang out at the usual places as anybody hang out. Shopping mall, night clubs, and we even play sports. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As for our favourite meeting spot, it depends on the person itself. Most of us hang out at Tasik Permaisuri which is “the” place for People Like Us (PLU’s for short). But as for some of us, chilling at kopitiam and window shopping is more fun since some of us didn’t like much to expose ourself in the gay scene.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Adakah anda mencintai pasangan anda? Kenapa anda memilih untuk bersama dengan lelaki?Tidakkah anda rasa aneh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As for the moment I didn’t have any partner in my life… yet. But I used to have one and I loved him dearly. As for your question why do I choose to be gay, I’d have to say, nobody choose themselves to be gay or straight. Don’t you think it would be an easier life for us if we were straight? We don’t have to lie, pretend to be straight just to avoid the mockery that our community thrown upon us. We don’t choose this kind of lifestyle as people don’t choose to be tall or short, blue eyed or brown eyed. Heterosexual or homosexual. Yes it is awkward, but would it be better if we just pretend to be gay and get married to some innocent girl? Of course not right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Ramai golongan gay beri alasan ‘salakah saya suka gay?’ bila kecenderungan mereka itu dikritik. Pernahkah anda menuturkan kata-kata itu? Kepada siapa? Bila kali terakhir? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;To me, whenever people question my sexuality, I would ask the person back. “ do you choose yourself to be straight?” it’s as simple as that. I can’t recall when was the last time I said it. Probably a long-long time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Siapa pasangan anda?dari negara mana? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;my previous boyfriend was as Sarawakian. So he’s a Malaysian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Di Malaysia golongan sebegini tidak berapa diterima kerana kekangan agama dan budaya. Pernahkah anda terfikir untuk berhijrah ke luar negara yang menghalalkannya? dan pernahkah anda berfikir untuk berkahwin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I’ve always thought of migrating to another country. But that is based on my personal problem. To me where ever you go to, there will be people who will be difficult towards you because of your sexuality. Hence running away is never a primary option for me. Getting married is every gay guys dream. We also wish everyday that one day that we will turn straight and lead a normal life. But that depends on the individual opinion I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Macammana permulaan cerita anda, bila anda mula menyukai lelaki? sebab2, dan bagaimana hidup anda bersama pasangan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I’ve started to realized that I was gay when I was 12 years old I guess. But at that point of time I never knew such terms existed. I kept it hidden until I pursued my studies in university. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Ada yang mengatakan pasangan sebegitu lebih loving, caring dari pasangan biasa. pendapat anda? Adakah anda suka tukar2 pasangan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;No I don’t like to exchange partners like some gay people do. All in all, gay people are just like any other people. We are the same. Some of us might be caring and loving. But some of us just a typical guy. The only difference is that we are gay. That’s all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Pernah bercinta dengan gadis sebelum ini? Pernah terfikir untuk berubah? Rasanya sampai bila anda akan mcm tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I used to have a relationship with a girl. That was when I was 17 I guess. But it didn’t work out based on obvious reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;we do think of changing ourselves to be straight. And we know someday, if god’s willing, we will. We will never know how long it’s going to take for us to be gay. I guess until we didn’t like guys anymore perhaps. Ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Pernah tak menyesal? Bagaimana pula dengan pandangan masyarakat terhadap anda? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I’ve never regretted that I’m gay. As for the people around me, I’m blessed to have friends that understand my situation and giving me support for all this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;Ibu bapa anda tahu tentang hubungan anda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I think my parents knew that I’m gay indirectly. But since we’re living in this kind of community I guess their reponses is normal for me. I guess they just need more time to educate themselves and in due time, they would understand my situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Ramai mengatakan golongan lelaki yang berpendapatan tinggi dan ada rupa kebanyakannya terlibat dengan perkara ini. komen anda?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I don’t agree with that statement. Yes, maybe most of us have good looks and yes, maybe some of us is successful in our life. But that does not apply to every single gay man in town. In the end, we’re just human. And we crave what any man crave for; being successful in life. And since we’re gay, maybe we have more understandings in the difficulties in life that we’re facing. From there we gain experience and study human behaviour at the same time. All of us would want to move forward in our life. Same as any other people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8090108708944998894?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8090108708944998894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8090108708944998894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8090108708944998894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8090108708944998894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/11/interview.html' title='The Interview'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-8999355956218333649</id><published>2009-11-05T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:27:35.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Sports? You gotta be kidding??</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMIN%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yeah folks, your eyes are not fooling you. I’m currently obsessed with sports. I mean swimming specifically. It’s not for the wrong reason either. At first, I thought swimming is just a hobby that I “&lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;suka-suka&lt;/i&gt;” jer since I got nothing else to do besides watching youtube or entertaining my mom at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then I invited my friend from work, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Nazleen&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; Iyoi&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly we got hooked with it. Almost everyday we go to the pool just to swim and sometimes it lasted for hours and we came out as exhausted as ever. It was fun and I really love it when I can see the improvement when I first started to swim until now. Though I didn’t say I’m any good now, but at least it’s safe to say that I’m a bit above than beginner’s level. Ahhahahaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the time being, this is what I do everyday. Swimming. The &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;adrenaline&lt;/span&gt; coming out from it is just indescribable. It’s a good sport to forget all your worries and by now since I think you’ve noticed I swim every single day, I have a lot to worry about. *wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SvLup3fA0OI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1BDZgeQ0zc8/s1600-h/RAAF_1943_swimming_nude.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SvLup3fA0OI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1BDZgeQ0zc8/s400/RAAF_1943_swimming_nude.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamber yang tiade kaitan... tapi tetap best... hahahks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8999355956218333649?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8999355956218333649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8999355956218333649&amp;isPopup=true' title='86 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8999355956218333649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8999355956218333649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-sports-you-gotta-be-kidding.html' title='Me? Sports? You gotta be kidding??'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SvLup3fA0OI/AAAAAAAAAf8/1BDZgeQ0zc8/s72-c/RAAF_1943_swimming_nude.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>86</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7387349230022703882</id><published>2009-11-05T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T01:36:16.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Bottom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SvGsIi6JdGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/bchxTttr8R4/s1600-h/lonely.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400286691003561058" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SvGsIi6JdGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/bchxTttr8R4/s320/lonely.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 287px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 285px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMIN%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 4, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disclaimer : &lt;i&gt;This is just a writing form of my chamber of thoughts. It is not meant for anybody to read. But if anybody stumble upon this and got offended, then I’m so sorry dad but this is just what I think about you. If you want to take things aggressively go ahead. Be the shallow man that you are. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone. I’ve been giving some thought about the word. We always feel unhappy when the word alone somehow correlates to our lives. We don’t even want to be consorted with such word. But the more I think the more I realized that alone means &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;all–one&lt;/b&gt;. It is when all your emotions comes together to talk to you personally. Anger, sadness, happiness, fear and all other emotions that you can think of at that point of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whenever were alone, somehow there’s a space between yourself  and your soul to communicate. Everyone talk to themselves once in a while. A common interpretation of that action is that, that man is a lonely person and the only way to cheer him up is by him talking to himself. I found out that it is not entirely true. We have to talk to ourselves especially when the situation is getting out of control. It is because only you are the person that you know best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before this I loathe the feeling of loneliness. I even despise just by the thought of it. I’ve been living in this life for more than 23 years. For certain people, I’m still very young. A lot of adventures in my life that I can look forward to. Experience things that I’ve never experience before. Then why do I feel awful? Why am I not feeling as young as I am? Until this day, I kept on thinking on the logic of what’s happening to me. Why am I gay? A homosexual. This is not the right thing. I kept on thinking and making myself believe that this is just a choice and I can fix this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can I? Is it fixable?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been battling myself about my sexuality for quite some time and I think it’s not going to end anytime soon. It’s like the battle between good and evil. My dad didn’t say anything about this. Of course. He never say anything to me ever. He just say things that he didn’t like to my mother and she will say it (&lt;i&gt;in a nicer way&lt;/i&gt;) to me. He said he wanted me to change my so called ‘&lt;i&gt;lifestyle&lt;/i&gt;’. He hated when I ‘&lt;i&gt;consorted&lt;/i&gt;’ with gay guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As usual, like any other kids, I rebelled. But not in front of him. I rebelled internally. Whenever he’s home, I just put on a poker face and trying my best to please his wishes. Well, so far he’s happy since I didn’t go out and hang out with my friends anymore. Slowly, I loose my friends. One by one. Until I’m all alone. I guess this is what he wanted. Just one question pops up in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Am I happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even close. I know being a homosexual is wrong especially in this kind of community. Did he think I’ve never wish that I am straight? Every gay man in the world must’ve wish that every single day because we all know being straight is the best thing ever since that is the right thing to do. Being gay is not like a drug where you can starve yourself from it and hope that it would go away. Being gay is not a choice at all. It’s like your telling yourself to be who you are not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you be happy if you’re lying to yourself every single minute of your life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Would you be happy if I’m lying every single minute of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people said that I’m more matured than any other man of my age to compare. Am I? or am I just saying the truth about what I saw and experienced. And whatever I’ve said is just based on the analytical review of my past experience. Based on logic and a bit of emotional cauldron. I guess he wouldn’t know how I feel. He’s lucky that he never have to experience this. He thinks that he had enough experience to stare down on other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I’ve learned, nobody is old enough to disrespect other people. I’ve learnt it the hard way. Before I went off to college, I was a miserable kid. Then I discover life there, some were good influence, some were not so good. But hey, no matter what kind of experience they are, they are still experience to me and I’m proud to say that I enjoy savoring up each moment of those experience. Giving me lessons on the do’s and the don’ts  in life. I know he’s trying to be the best father. I respect his effort on how to make me a better person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he should just let me experience life up front. A person need to feel all this kind of emotions. So that one day he could differentiate each emotions and then teach his children all about them. A parents job is actually to look after their children. To teach them about life. Yes, we know that sometimes your child is doing bad things and things that you didn’t really like. But that’s what parenting for. Being there when we experience it. No matter bad or good the experience it. Supporting us when we need them the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to love him, but I just can’t. It even hurts me the most when I called him not long ago and he refuse to acknowledge me as his son. From that moment, I refuse to talk to him. Up until now, I never said anything towards him. If anything needed to be said, I just convey the message to my mum. But rarely that happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I started to jog and swim. I tried to take my mind of these things. About my sexuality. About my father. About my friends. I’ve hit rock bottom. A friend of mine mention this metaphor about life. He said that life is like a spiral. I thought I understood that already from the moment he mentioned that. But the way he explained it made everything much more clearer. He said, life is like a spiral, when we’re on top, we are really at the top of our moment. But when we fall, we fall hard. Harder than you could ever imagine. To get back up would need a tremendous amount of strength just to get yourself up for an inch. But when your going up and reach the top, your above your past achievement and you’re trying your best not to fall since if you fall, you will fall harder than before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess fell down quite hard. I’m regaining my strength to get back up. Couldn’t wait to leave this place. I have a wish that one day, I would leave him for good. Never have to see his face again. I’m thinking of a place like &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:city&gt; or maybe even &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Scotland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. A nice place to retreat myself. I don’t think I would miss him. But I will miss my mom. I love her dearly. She’s been through a lot. I guess she’s also trying to understand my situation. I didn’t say that she condones me being gay or doing bad things. It’s the way she handles it reminds me that she’s there for me no matter what. I could never trade a mother like that with anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I have amnesia or something. So that I don’t have to be gay anymore. &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Or can I?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can a person who have amnesia change his sexuality as well? I’ve never research about that yet, but I think since I’ve thought about it, then I should dig up some information on that. Maybe it could be very helpful for me as well. The more you think about it, the more it feels like an either or situation. Either you die or lose everything memories that you have as you grow up. Either way is sucks. But sacrifices have to be made to make someone satisfied right? I guess I just have to prove to him that he is still my father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I wish he can see the world through my eyes. See what I see and feel what I feel. But a man can only wish. The same thing about my wish about being straight and all.&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/2926181728901559096-7387349230022703882?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7387349230022703882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7387349230022703882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7387349230022703882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7387349230022703882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-bottom.html' title='Rock Bottom'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SvGsIi6JdGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/bchxTttr8R4/s72-c/lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-3977908786278717520</id><published>2009-11-01T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:09:22.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A chapter for a friend</title><content type='html'>Unrequited love is one of the greatest. It stays forever, and it never dies. One of the greatest quote that I’ve heard tonight. Heard that one of my friend is admitted to the hospital due to brain infection. It never gets to me until now that it sounds bloody serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the time that I’m there, then it occurs to me that I’ve known that guy. We’ve hanged out. We’ve talked. We’ve even shagged before. I paused the drama that I was watching whilst reading a status updated by a friend of mine;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“…. Felt guilty unable to visit him”&lt;/span&gt;. Now for more than ever I felt the biggest guilt conjuring inside me. Thinking what have I done. What might happen if I didn’t go there in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked him. I mean not in a weird way. In a friendship kind of way. We never get good friends very often, and when we do have one, we tend to keep them as long as we can. As time passed by, we’ve manage to live our lives in separate ways. We’ve lost contact. Then we kept in contact again. On and off. I’ve always known he is sick. But never could I expected that it was this serious. Then it hits me that I could have lost him forever without spending enough time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never forgive myself if that happens. I know I haven’t been such a great friend. We’ve not even pass the border of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“best friends”&lt;/span&gt; yet. We kept it low and simple. More than an acquaintance, less than a lover. This is the first time I write about him. I knew he wrote about me before in his previous blog which I haven’t got a chance to read it since he closed it down decades ago. I just wished he would’ve forgive me. I mean for all the stuff that I’ve done to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s the greatest actors I knew so far. He could still laugh and fool you and still be in a great pain. I guess that’s why everybody loves him. Started out as a nerd, and now he’s a grown man. Never could’ve believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Mr. Ameer Zachery. We all love you and keep up the courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always been here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shaku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-3977908786278717520?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/3977908786278717520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=3977908786278717520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3977908786278717520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3977908786278717520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/11/chapter-for-friend.html' title='A chapter for a friend'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5921247453437325238</id><published>2009-10-29T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T02:30:59.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Edited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiNzCwKhHI/AAAAAAAAAfs/npLXpP-rngA/s1600-h/Poyolomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiNzCwKhHI/AAAAAAAAAfs/npLXpP-rngA/s400/Poyolomo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397720061455271026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiNFmTU_CI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ebIi-1WSVkQ/s1600-h/ADAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiNFmTU_CI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ebIi-1WSVkQ/s400/ADAM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397719280724016162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiMq0237OI/AAAAAAAAAfc/wHjKshkIgnA/s1600-h/ADAM+PLAYGROUND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiMq0237OI/AAAAAAAAAfc/wHjKshkIgnA/s400/ADAM+PLAYGROUND.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397718820774735074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5921247453437325238?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5921247453437325238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5921247453437325238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5921247453437325238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5921247453437325238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/10/adam-edited.html' title='Adam Edited'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SuiNzCwKhHI/AAAAAAAAAfs/npLXpP-rngA/s72-c/Poyolomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7864390373181430384</id><published>2009-09-20T03:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:48:06.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Vs Blue ( By RoosterTeeh)</title><content type='html'>Yeah guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i'm freakin obsessed watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;. They're hilarious and furthermore they're actually in their 5th season right now which is totally COOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pasted the first episode just for you guys to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BAM9fgV-ts&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/9BAM9fgV-ts&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i opened a twitter account just for the guys who's actually reading this saying that blogger is actually lame... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;personally i think maybe you guys just started to learn how to read... hence the level of comprehension for people like 'you guys' might not reach the level for bloggers like us... as a blogger, i would try to understand your situation and pity you for not being educated in earlier times since your mom might be too stupid to educate you guys!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... about the twitter webby, just click &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" href="http://twitter.com/cacatcinta"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get to the website. And for the mentally retarded, don't worry, i will put a hyperlink in my website just in case you can't find where's "here" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's it then. Dunno what else to spill my brains on this crappy pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-7864390373181430384?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7864390373181430384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7864390373181430384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7864390373181430384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7864390373181430384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/09/red-vs-blue-by-roosterteeh.html' title='Red Vs Blue ( By RoosterTeeh)'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7255344375251588891</id><published>2009-07-07T17:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:23:33.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out with Adam</title><content type='html'>After a year of silence i guess this is the time for me to keep track of my blogging days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my time with my lovely nephew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't want to write much... so here goes. hahahaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMeCwjD0nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MbH8Jt0YP0w/s1600-h/DSC02716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMeCwjD0nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MbH8Jt0YP0w/s320/DSC02716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355657414614176370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMfpWaEOAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/zP8Oyl6eFJQ/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMfpWaEOAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/zP8Oyl6eFJQ/s320/DSC02724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355659177123657730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMg3E98odI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZqVfQxlxLaE/s1600-h/DSC02725.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/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMg3E98odI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZqVfQxlxLaE/s320/DSC02725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355660512472113618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-7255344375251588891?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7255344375251588891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7255344375251588891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7255344375251588891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7255344375251588891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2009/07/hanging-out-with-adam.html' title='Hanging out with Adam'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SlMeCwjD0nI/AAAAAAAAAfE/MbH8Jt0YP0w/s72-c/DSC02716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-8125189068412499500</id><published>2008-07-27T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:43:17.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrochronoatrium</title><content type='html'>Being in love has soooo many obstacles that i have to understand and overcome. But being in love also made me realize that i've been abandoning my frens quite a lot. It's not because he didn't allow me to hang out (technically... maybe so) but it's just with the work and all made my time with my friends a bit limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today actually was just a normal boring day. I switched on my YM and just chat with my close frens for a while. But then someone start to pop-up under "my online list".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT'S SUPERMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, why the hell after so long of missing in action, he went visible on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignored him at first, but he buzzes me so many times that i have to comply with a reply. After chatting with him for quite a while, listening to him explaining and what not, i realised that i still have the same feeling towards him as last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT GOOD!&lt;/span&gt; I have someone right now, and why &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt; you appear back into my life and wrote on your status message " I think i like you lois, marry me?" Fuck men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought The Great Superman return from the dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm confused.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8125189068412499500?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8125189068412499500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8125189068412499500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8125189068412499500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8125189068412499500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/07/retrochronoatrium.html' title='Retrochronoatrium'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-3029026684690020005</id><published>2008-07-26T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:15:40.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erk....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SIrdFfD8LgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ok3xRavAKkI/s1600-h/pedro+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SIrdFfD8LgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ok3xRavAKkI/s320/pedro+shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227233403823992322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got this... So happy!&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/2926181728901559096-3029026684690020005?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/3029026684690020005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=3029026684690020005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3029026684690020005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3029026684690020005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/07/erk.html' title='Erk....'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SIrdFfD8LgI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ok3xRavAKkI/s72-c/pedro+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-8357182901481949844</id><published>2008-07-26T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:09:53.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SIrbxdIc3QI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5rvnlPgaXGM/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SIrbxdIc3QI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5rvnlPgaXGM/s320/Image092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227231960197029122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people said LOVE is one of the most beautiful event that would occur in your life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY THE HELL DOES IT HURT SO BAD??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8357182901481949844?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8357182901481949844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8357182901481949844&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8357182901481949844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8357182901481949844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/07/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SIrbxdIc3QI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5rvnlPgaXGM/s72-c/Image092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6898733377021085302</id><published>2008-07-20T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T18:52:15.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not another comeback...</title><content type='html'>I'm soo sorry to all my loyal readers who's been pushing me to update this blog which i've almost forgotten about it. It's not like i don't have the stories to tell, but I just couldn't find the time to do any writing with this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; job i've enrolled myself in, and, further more, my sis knew about this blog, so i couldn't just simply write like i use to be. Usage of words have to be carefull since i know she'll be reading this particular post. Hahahahaks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just a few highlights i'd like to share with you guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm now working in Menara HLA, with Vsource ( now known as Symphony) which is a Business Process Outsourcing Company and I'm in the PACS (Prudential Assurance Company Singapore) Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Since i'm working now, i've "Paused" my studies until further notice since i'm enrolling myself to study Finance in a local college. Still scouting for the right college to enroll in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm also currently NOT single anymore until further notice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*bleh??*&lt;/span&gt; hahahksssss. Try to be a loyal husband right now. Now my relationship is getting to the 5th month. So i guess this is the one... kot. hahahks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just a few hightlights that i can think of now. I missed writing this blog. Hope to hear from you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live Raja Petra!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6898733377021085302?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6898733377021085302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6898733377021085302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6898733377021085302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6898733377021085302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-another-comeback.html' title='Not another comeback...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-501543729529050843</id><published>2008-05-24T07:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:04:40.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A date with Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDdbWJgoiPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VhDyGpQdaL4/s1600-h/Image316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDdbWJgoiPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VhDyGpQdaL4/s320/Image316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203728330517940466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like any other day for me except when i woke up i got a message from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Clark Kent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Clark Kent&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Would you go out with me tonight? :-P"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i was a bit confused since he mentioned to me the day before that he wanted to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt; with his friend and he already bought the tickets last Wednesday. So I asked :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"I thought you're watching Indy Jones tonite wif ur pal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Clark Kent&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Just come will ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;" Ok, what time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Clark Kent&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Just be at Pavilion before 11. I'll send you home afterwards. And wear something     that will warm you up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a funny feeling about this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;. I dunno why. So i came down wearing my TZ Factory long sleeve sweater T-shirt with my 2-piece jeans to go with it. Sure warm me up as hell if u ask me. As i arrive, he already waited for me at Starbucks holding his cup of java with his pink stripe collared t-shirt with his super-faded jeans. He looked nice in those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i shook his hand, he told me to sit down first since he said we're still early. I was like still in suspicious on this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'date'&lt;/span&gt;. Then he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;" Actually there was no friend. I bought the tickets for us actually."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;" Why didn't you told me earlier?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CK&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;" I was thinking of surprising u, and i think i succeeded in that i suppose"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to react. But all i know is that i'm so fcuking happy when he did that. One thing I forgot to mention that he's a bit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;corny&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt;. No. He's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; corny and cheesy, which i think that is why i fell for him at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went tremendously well even though I've expect otherwise. We were holding hands for the entire movie, and in between, we stole glances at each other. I dunno why but it seems i haven't felt this way for ages. I've never been this happy all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on we had our supper at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&amp;amp;W&lt;/span&gt;, Taman Jaya. It's a pity though he had to dash early that night since he has to send his friend to the bus station on the next day in the morning. He sent me home later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook his hand before i got off the car. I was wishing for a kiss at that time, but considering it was too open in the public, i know i'm hoping for something near impossible. I held his hand for quite a moment until i realize that i might want to steal his hand as well. I tried to let it go but he tighten his grasp just before he let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the corridors still thinking about the long awaited kiss. God I'm pathetic....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-501543729529050843?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/501543729529050843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=501543729529050843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/501543729529050843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/501543729529050843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/date-with-superman.html' title='A date with Superman'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDdbWJgoiPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VhDyGpQdaL4/s72-c/Image316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1978088826661867027</id><published>2008-05-23T05:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T06:12:20.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag from Paris Hilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDXvWpgoiOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QEuBjxOlP-4/s1600-h/Image403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDXvWpgoiOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QEuBjxOlP-4/s320/Image403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203328116875364578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 minit yang lalu, apa anda buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ngan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://y2gay.blogspot.com/"&gt;[Y]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. Telling him about my Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 jam yang lalu ape yang anda buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had a drink ngan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.parishilton.com/"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; kat Tiffany's. We had a heart to heart talk about our love life and at the same time usha mamat yang berbaju hijau. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 hari yang lalu, ape yang anda buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Went out with Mr. Clark Kent. The best day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 jam lagi apa anda akan buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Waiting for Mr. Clark Kent to call me before he's off to save lives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 hari lagi apa anda akan buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch Indiana Jones with Mr. Clark Kent. Getting excited every minute of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 orang yang terakhir sms kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Superman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Orang yang terakhir menelefon kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.parishilton.com/"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. Asking me out for breakfast at Tiffany's *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;brangan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 makanan yang baru dibeli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nestle Strawberry Yogurt. Just to maintain my model-like figure. Konform ade orang muntah dengar statement nieh. hahahks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 barang yang baru hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A box full of my precious collectable lighters. Damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 cerita yang baru ditonton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey's Anatomy Season 4 Episode 14. Kepada yang tahu apa yang berlaku pada episod nieh, pepaham jer la kenapa aku tgk episod nieh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*wink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 hal yang terakhir digosipkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.parishilton.com/"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and her future lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 kata yang ingin diluahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marry me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 buku yang sudah dibaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sex, Lies and Online Dating by Rachel Gibson. I think it's time for me to return this book to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://altantuyafeels.blogspot.com/"&gt; owner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 penyakit yang sering datang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Heartache. Having it right now. Apparently, people are still looking for the cure. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1 keinginan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Get married with Mr. Clark Kent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*feeling sangat nehhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://altantuyafeels.blogspot.com/"&gt;AJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://ameerzachery.blogspot.com/"&gt;AmeerZachery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://theothersideofamzar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amzar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1978088826661867027?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1978088826661867027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1978088826661867027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1978088826661867027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1978088826661867027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-from-paris-hilton.html' title='Tag from Paris Hilton'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDXvWpgoiOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QEuBjxOlP-4/s72-c/Image403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2165043175175944762</id><published>2008-05-23T05:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T05:23:47.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me with you to Planet Krypton</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qy7HIDYM3-"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qy7HIDYM3-" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/m4lifek/music/nQR9iguW/regina_spektor_the_call/"&gt;The Call - Regina Spektor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br /&gt;'Til it was a battle cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never been this way before&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is try to know who your friends are&lt;br /&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br /&gt;And follow the light&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and no one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stronger and stronger&lt;br /&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll cone back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your existence in my life makes me realize that I'm alive for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2926181728901559096-2165043175175944762?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2165043175175944762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2165043175175944762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2165043175175944762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2165043175175944762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/call-regina-spektor-it-started-out-as.html' title='Take me with you to Planet Krypton'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1735430304427917054</id><published>2008-05-21T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:07:49.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screaming Heart</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't take it anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It helps if i have any pointers on how to handle it. Most people say experience is the only way out. But i guess, learning from my experience which is not so much just not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELP ME READERS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1735430304427917054?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1735430304427917054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1735430304427917054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1735430304427917054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1735430304427917054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/screaming-heart.html' title='Screaming Heart'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-8369497930274659625</id><published>2008-05-19T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:30:56.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return Of Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDE6V8ctO7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/6h2MHr5j2TY/s1600-h/i-love-you-i-hate-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDE6V8ctO7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/6h2MHr5j2TY/s320/i-love-you-i-hate-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202003193267829682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... i try to avoid this kind of postings, but all this time, since my disappearance in this blogging world, this is all I've been thinking about. I mean the thing that i hate the most came back to my life... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel i wanna curse, i wanna swear, i wanna kick-ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE FALLING IN LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me? i thought a guy like me is impossible to fall in love. I know the idea of being in love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beauti-FOOL&lt;/span&gt; and all, but i just like to face to the facts that things isn't always what it said in the story book. You won't always get your "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;happy ending&lt;/span&gt;". Sometimes (maybe all the time for me) the ending is something that i feared the most to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why must there must be a sweet, decent, cute and dreamy guy suddenly appear in my life. Why must he be there??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fcukin confuse right now. i can't think straight. I just don't want to see him for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8369497930274659625?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8369497930274659625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8369497930274659625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8369497930274659625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8369497930274659625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/return-of-cinta.html' title='The Return Of Cinta'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SDE6V8ctO7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/6h2MHr5j2TY/s72-c/i-love-you-i-hate-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5150800793191395093</id><published>2008-05-15T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T16:12:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-My 2lbs is EMPTY-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5150800793191395093?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5150800793191395093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5150800793191395093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5150800793191395093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5150800793191395093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/0.html' title='0'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5730612274589696986</id><published>2008-05-06T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:39:54.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickening!</title><content type='html'>salam sayang semua,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matila kene carut ngan &lt;a href="http://goddessofnature.blogspot.com/"&gt;Isis&lt;/a&gt; ngan &lt;a href="http://adamdryx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adam Dryx &lt;/a&gt;nanti sebab tiru tag line diorang. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways aku kat sini nak mintak ampun dan maaf kepada all my loyal readers kerana sudah lama tidak menghudate inniew blog. Di harap anda semua tidak mati kebusanan tanpa maklumat yang terkini daripada aku eak. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*matilaaa feeling sangat nehhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as most of u tau, i've been recently sakit gile babas tahap max nye. Viral fevel is not something i "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" in the kinds of fever that i've had before this. In fact, it is the worst one with the headaches, the nausea, irregular menstrual cycle&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ada....???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and in addition with all the typical feverish-symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... this is the worst weekend ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, masih mampu menggigihkan diri turun &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LaQueen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and semalam membersihkan rumah kakak &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kita yang baru saja pindah ke rumah baru walaupun hakikatnya ia hanyalah sekentut sahaja dari rumah lamanya... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tue plak bleh berkaraoke plak ngan diorang sume... memang &lt;strong&gt;NoUyA&lt;/strong&gt; habis la pale otak aku... dengan tak makan obat nye lagi... memang &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAUSSSSS&lt;/span&gt; hidup aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways inniew la saje laporan untuk hari nie...&lt;br /&gt;sekian&lt;br /&gt;tima kacih!&lt;br /&gt;lap uolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5730612274589696986?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5730612274589696986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5730612274589696986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5730612274589696986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5730612274589696986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/05/sickening.html' title='Sickening!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6570508870416172612</id><published>2008-04-27T18:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:10:38.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Path</title><content type='html'>Alhamdulillah, as most of you have heard, I've finally got a job. I'm currently working as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Membership Consultant&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://www.wmackl.com/"&gt;World Martial Art Center&lt;/a&gt;. The job is pretty tough at first when you dealing about sales. The worst part i've heard that i have to make at least 30 sales this month if i wanna keep the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i kept on being optimistic since i think this is the opportunity for me to promote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*sempat lagi tue nak jual kannn.... hehehe...*&lt;/span&gt; this facility to hadek2 yang teringin sangat nak menari ala-ala latin ghittew. Sebab facility nie memang die ade offer dance class jugak. Some of them are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MTV dance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ip-Hop Dance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Latin Dance&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Belly Dance&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://y2gay.blogspot.com/"&gt;[Y]&lt;/a&gt;'s Favourite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside's that kitorang pon ade offer martial arts yang aku rase teramat la geranddd. Sebabnye kitorang ade &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FENCING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; UolZZ!!!!! aku tak penah2 nak tau kat mane laaa ade kelas fencing and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, last2 kat tempat keje aku sendrik! memang best sundellsss... Lagik2 ade &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Capoeira&lt;/span&gt;.. mane la aku tak melompat kegirangan! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But undeniably, the job is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Penat sundels nak kuar and collect people's information and all. But it all worth while la. At least i'm doing something i love for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SBRdeDWAAKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/parTWqfZ2xs/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SBRdeDWAAKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/parTWqfZ2xs/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193879041140064418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang penting, slalu lepak kat shower room die sebab ramai sungguh mat saleh yang join and slalunye petang2 diorang akan take a shower... so ape lagik! cuci mata la sunds! dah la cando2! aku bahagia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kalo mau join inniew tempat silalah call kite eak. No tipon akan diberi upon request.. ghittew! hahahks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6570508870416172612?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6570508870416172612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6570508870416172612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6570508870416172612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6570508870416172612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/career-path.html' title='Career Path'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SBRdeDWAAKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/parTWqfZ2xs/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-9097982243043206226</id><published>2008-04-22T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:32:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Musicians are the architects of heaven." - Bobby McFerrin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day i went to one of the small gig that was held in Central Market, Annexe Building. After waiting for hours, we found out that the gig was canceled. I wasn't that frustrated though since i'm not into those sort of thing. But we still hang at the same place, praying if there's a misunderstanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think God answered our prayers since some of the bands insisted on playing. Manage to snap few pics with them anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192076288747110514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA314DWAAHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/va0iWCoffG4/s320/_MG_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love Me Butch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192076705358938242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA32QTWAAII/AAAAAAAAAUA/meNyRsxDZQ4/s320/_MG_0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192077199280177298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA32tDWAAJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/iJKkI90enmw/s320/_MG_0184edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-9097982243043206226?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/9097982243043206226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=9097982243043206226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/9097982243043206226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/9097982243043206226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/musicians-are-architects-of-heaven.html' title='&quot;Musicians are the architects of heaven.&quot; - Bobby McFerrin'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA314DWAAHI/AAAAAAAAAT4/va0iWCoffG4/s72-c/_MG_0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2672422879299879903</id><published>2008-04-22T12:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:48:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people." -Karl Marx-</title><content type='html'>Haiyooohh... sudah lame aku tak menghupdate inniew blog. Dah nampak sawang-sawang berterabur kat sini. Biase la. Been busy with the job-hunt and all. So takdak mase nak menghupdate inniew blog uolz! Lagi-lagi frust dengan kes &lt;a href="http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-is-no-such-crime-as-crime-of.html"&gt;polis&lt;/a&gt; aritue yang masih tak dapat dilupakan. LOL! And i just found out that my sis read this blog actually! I was like.. matilaaaa!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok. Takmo melalut. Actually aku menghupdate blog nie pon sbb nak membalas tagguei &lt;a href="http://nadzeem.blogspot.com/"&gt;nadzeem&lt;/a&gt; lahanat ittew! hiks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;RULES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 4 Things That Need To Be Invented&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 4 Things That Should Never Have Been Invented&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 3 Things I do not know about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 5 Snacks you enjoy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name 4 Things That Need To Be Invented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I would like to call it " &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Glam&amp;amp;Fab Machine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Since we live in an era where time is so scarce, we hardly have time to stylize ourselves or in this particular entry... ME! By having this machine, i just get in the wardrobe-look-alike machine and with just a click of a button... &lt;em&gt;VOILA&lt;/em&gt;! I'm faboulous in no time! There's no need to buy clothes at designer boutique anymore. You can just have that machine do it for you! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pintu Suka Hati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Macam dalam Doraemon tue. You just say which ever place that you desire to go and you'll be there in no time. With just a simple twist of the knob u can go to Hawaii in just seconds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Telepathic-Telekinesis Helmet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This one i like the most. You can practically control anything in this world. There are some scientific explaination on how it works but i dun want to go into details since korang pon bukan nak bace sangat kan! LOL! Since i have this helmet bleh la tau orang mane yang &lt;em&gt;taste&lt;/em&gt; kat kite atau tidak and kalo aku &lt;em&gt;taste&lt;/em&gt; kat die... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awassss laaa!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahahks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I dunno if anybody can invent world peace. Tapi kalo ade, this is the one that i'm willing to spend billions of dollars to get this thing. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*miss world pnye jawapan sangat.... matilaaa feeling lebeh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name 4 Things That Should Never Have Been Invented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah i know it eases us to trade and all, but don't you think money is just a media to get sumthing that you want. So let say it has never been invented and people never knew of bartering, then everything is free and hence you don't have anything to worry bout right? hahahaks.... AS IF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, If they didn't invent harmful drugs, I wouldn't get arrested in the first place! &lt;em&gt;SENTAP!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So that every hunks out there just walk around with their sexy undies! Sanggup posing di dpn rumah hari2 kalo camtuh! hahahaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birokrasi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ntah la, why ur information should be passed around few hundreds of times when u can just past that information straight to the person in the first place. Dammit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name 3 Things I do not know about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I'm surprisingly romantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I eat A LOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I love everybody... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;salah konsep kot...matilaaaa statement pelach sangat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name 5 Snacks you enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Chipsmore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- anykind of flavor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Mars Bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Snickers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Pringles - Yeah i like it... SOOO WAT???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Sushi &lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; I consider it as a healthy snack.. dun u think so? hahaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAGGING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.ameerzachery.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ameerzachery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192028554480582706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA3KdjWAADI/AAAAAAAAATY/x0tdBDzpU6w/s320/Ameerzacher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.ajbluestar2u.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;AJ a.k.a Altantuya Jenkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192028799293718594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA3KrzWAAEI/AAAAAAAAATg/K6ku2GtHAG4/s320/AJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.louiemal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192029069876658258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA3K7jWAAFI/AAAAAAAAATo/bS28mzxPEl4/s320/Louie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Y]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://y2gay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; darklighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192029950344953954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA3LuzWAAGI/AAAAAAAAATw/P_SSVo2bhgs/s320/Y.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2672422879299879903?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2672422879299879903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2672422879299879903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2672422879299879903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2672422879299879903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/production-of-too-many-useful-things.html' title='&quot;The production of too many useful things results in too many useless people.&quot; -Karl Marx-'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SA3KdjWAADI/AAAAAAAAATY/x0tdBDzpU6w/s72-c/Ameerzacher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6941377148268177580</id><published>2008-04-15T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:30:21.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"There is no such crime as a crime of thought; there are only crimes of action." -Clarence Darrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SARvl1SFhoI/AAAAAAAAATA/Enh0vkekfj4/s1600-h/rove_arrested.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189395366386435714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SARvl1SFhoI/AAAAAAAAATA/Enh0vkekfj4/s320/rove_arrested.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamikk KO! tak pasal2 aku membuat entry yang hanjeng pada arinie. Merasalah aku nak carut puas2 sebab ketidak puas hatian aku kat pihak2 berkuasa pada zaman skang nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam nie cite nye, &lt;em&gt;i was like cruising&lt;/em&gt; around la naik motor mengelilingi tempat kat kawasan umah aku kat &lt;strong&gt;Taman Bukit Angkasa&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Pantai Dalam&lt;/strong&gt;. So jalan punye jalan, aku pon terasa cam ade satu tempat yang aku tak penah masok pon selama 3 tahun aku dok sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku pon masok dengan penuh ke&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perak&lt;/strong&gt;k&lt;/em&gt;an aku, jalan la along the road, dengan kiri kanannye rumah yang sudeh dirobohkan. Disebabkan aku rase tak sedap ati, aku pon patah la balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way aku nak patah balik tue, aku kene la tahan dengan beberapa orang. I was like CUAK nak mampus la kan. Mane tak nye, tahan dengan baseball bat and all. aku pon dengan keep it cool and macho, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*walhal hati dah women habis dah nieh..LOL!*&lt;/span&gt; ikut jer la diorang tue ke tepi jalan. So diorang tunjuk la ID polis diorang tue. So aku paham la diorang nei buat road block, which aku tak kesah. Sebab aku tau aku bukan buat salah ape2 pon. So one of the guys tanye la aku. Kenapa aku ikut mamat india kat blakang tue. I was like... mamat india mane??? tgk2 die tahan sorang mamat lagi. Indian. Aku cakap la aku tak kenal die and all. Dah korang tahan skali tak semestinye kitorang jalan skali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku turun la motor aku. Diorang bleh tengking2 aku bagai. Aku sabar jer la. Act normal jer. Sebab aku tau aku tak buat salah. Pastu diorang bleh buat bende yang aku paling tak expect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIORANG BLEH GARI AKU!!! I WAS TREATED LIKE A CRIMINAL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang berapi gile aku time tue. But since i don't want to cause any trouble aku ikut jer la. Dah la kene apprehend tengah-tengah orang ramai nie. Memang aku malu gile. Diorang kate nak amik urine test. I was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KALO NAK URINE TEST TAK PAYAH LA NAK GARI BABI!!! AKU BUKANNYE MENDADAH PON!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tue sume dalam ati la. Pastu moto aku ditinggalnye kat situ. Dah la tue bukan moto aku. Moto member aku. Die bleh tinggal kat situ and bawak aku kat balai polis Brickfields. Dah la masok lokap bagai sume. Lepas urine test, aku sorang jer clear... yang lain &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;KANTOI&lt;/span&gt;! I was like... ok, menunggu diorang mintak maaf la. But tunggu punye tunggu... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;NAN ADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu aku nak balik la kan, tunggu la diorang antakan... last2 diorang bleh cakap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Erkk... bleh naik teksi tak?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since aku tengah baran gile time tue... aku pon blah tanpa cakap banyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;POLIS MEMANG HANJENGG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6941377148268177580?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6941377148268177580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6941377148268177580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6941377148268177580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6941377148268177580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-is-no-such-crime-as-crime-of.html' title='&quot;There is no such crime as a crime of thought; there are only crimes of action.&quot; -Clarence Darrow'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SARvl1SFhoI/AAAAAAAAATA/Enh0vkekfj4/s72-c/rove_arrested.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-3156151670679443003</id><published>2008-04-13T05:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T05:53:50.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happiness does not depend on the size or content of a goal, but on the strength of the desire to have it." ~ Simon Soloveychik</title><content type='html'>Post-gig event.. (actually tak tgk pon gig ittew since terlepak ngan bebudak gilos inniew). So apo lagik? Terphoto &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gedicks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sattt.. hahahhaks &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188476685766723154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SAEsDlSFhlI/AAAAAAAAASo/G6Bx9P6Y6FI/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188477042249008738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SAEsYVSFhmI/AAAAAAAAASw/RIZvkN96ar8/s320/DSC_7257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188477626364561010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SAEs6VSFhnI/AAAAAAAAAS4/xrUqdI_ss4c/s320/DSC_7268_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188476191845484082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SAErm1SFhjI/AAAAAAAAASY/J7NuYSgGReM/s320/DSC_7270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188476479608292930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SAEr3lSFhkI/AAAAAAAAASg/BLM-H87WYas/s320/DSC_7271.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; melepak dengan budak2 gile seperti;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Illya, Needa, Wanie, Yam, Arie, Anep and Farez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Enjoy banget ngan UOLZ!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-3156151670679443003?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/3156151670679443003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=3156151670679443003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3156151670679443003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3156151670679443003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/happiness-does-not-depend-on-size-or.html' title='&quot;Happiness does not depend on the size or content of a goal, but on the strength of the desire to have it.&quot; ~ Simon Soloveychik'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/SAEsDlSFhlI/AAAAAAAAASo/G6Bx9P6Y6FI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-4056021357310188607</id><published>2008-04-11T13:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:04:25.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today." - James Dean</title><content type='html'>Actually i'm in &lt;a href="http://www.ipoh.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ipoh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; right now relaxing my mind and body in my very own hometown. Feel so lonely when i'm in KL, so i decided to go back to Ipoh just to apeace my mind. Ponder upon things that i haven't thought of for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187878382259226274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R_8L5vB9RqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/P1gDAQC6vG8/s320/hujan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187868147352159858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R_8Cl_B9RnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qU29rMGDiPw/s320/bee-ru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as long as i'm here, i decided to go for my brother's gig at &lt;strong&gt;Stadium Ipoh&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Bulan Sabit Merah&lt;/strong&gt;. Actually he's a drummer for the &lt;em&gt;band&lt;/em&gt; called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEERU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Dunno if u guys heard about it before since it's still new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nak taknak terpaksa la aku ikut sok. At least bleh tgk &lt;em&gt;band&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUJAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yang kononnye best itu. hahahaks... at least dapat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pass! makan ati tak? hahaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187876874725705346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R_8Kh_B9RoI/AAAAAAAAASA/any5PUMAzLg/s400/plan....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187877463136224914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R_8LEPB9RpI/AAAAAAAAASI/NbSSFydz-GY/s400/plan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The maps to the gig location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So ape lagi.. mari la beramai2 memenuhkan Bulan Sabit Merah tue... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE ENTRANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; k!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-4056021357310188607?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/4056021357310188607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=4056021357310188607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4056021357310188607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4056021357310188607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/berehat-sebentar.html' title='&quot;Dream as if you&apos;ll live forever, live as if you&apos;ll die today.&quot; - James Dean'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R_8L5vB9RqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/P1gDAQC6vG8/s72-c/hujan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2087040948882433902</id><published>2008-04-03T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:01:10.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche</title><content type='html'>I was just surfing the net when i thought i wanna watch Scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was watching it, i got addicted to this one song played when Tucker proposed to Carla at the end of the episode. I Youtubed the song and i found this one guy making a cover of that song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what? he was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; times greater than the original singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hope somebody could propose to me by singing this song... *hiks!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Old 97's - Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She woke from a dream&lt;br /&gt;Her head was on fire&lt;br /&gt;Why was he so nervous?&lt;br /&gt;He took her to the park&lt;br /&gt;She crossed her arms&lt;br /&gt;And lowered her eyelids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day somebody's gonna ask you&lt;br /&gt;A question that you should say yes to&lt;br /&gt;Once in your life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tonight I've got a question for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd had no idea&lt;br /&gt;Started to cry&lt;br /&gt;She said in a good way&lt;br /&gt;He took her by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Walked her back home&lt;br /&gt;They took the long way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day somebody's gonna ask you&lt;br /&gt;A question that you should say yes to&lt;br /&gt;Once in your life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tonight I've got a question for you&lt;br /&gt;I've got a question for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so below are the 2 versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cover version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zBkOcSCH0w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-zBkOcSCH0w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQnKBWkk_4M&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQnKBWkk_4M&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was like imagining the guy in the cover version was singing the song for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*mati la desperado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2087040948882433902?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2087040948882433902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2087040948882433902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2087040948882433902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2087040948882433902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/04/without-music-life-would-be-mistake.html' title='&quot;Without music, life would be a mistake.&quot; - Friedrich Nietzsche'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-4064509437957709134</id><published>2008-03-27T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T14:12:12.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's never too late to be what you might have been." -- George Eliot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-4064509437957709134?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/4064509437957709134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=4064509437957709134&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4064509437957709134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4064509437957709134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-never-too-late-to-be-what-you-might.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s never too late to be what you might have been.&quot; -- George Eliot'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6652198536656639962</id><published>2008-03-26T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T05:02:05.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pain pays the income of each precious things-William Shakespeare"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arinie aku kuar tgk wayang kat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ngan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anuar Razali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Die nie aku dah chat lame dah kat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YM&lt;/span&gt; cume tak penah jumpe jer. So aku membuat inisiatif why not just kuar tgk wayang and sambil-sambil tue buat kawan baru skali kan? So tadi sampai-sampai jer tgk la cite &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Horton Hears Who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; it's not a question but rather a statement kan?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182152577474584786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-q0UCA_YNI/AAAAAAAAARI/FuSRAEuorCA/s320/horton_hears_a_who.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dengan keadaan yang sangat lapar nye aku pon pegi la beli tiket ngan mamat nieh. Pas beli tgk2 show lagi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; menet so tak sempat la kalo aku nak pegi makan kat &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; seblah tue. So aku pon tapau la thinking that maybe i can eat it later in the movies kan. Tup..tup mase nak masok tue budak yang jaga tiket tue kate &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; tak bleh bawak masok dalam plak... aku cam &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;motippp????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Slalu aku bawak masok ok sajorkk, nie time2 aku lapar bebenor le tak dapat nak bawak masok.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SENTAP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the movie was great la. Gelak2 sampai tak tahan nak tahan perot aku nieh hah! So kuar-kuar jer pegi la makan kat &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; seblah ittew. Aku tau die order &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fillet-O-Fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and aku makan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spicy Chicken McDeluxe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yang aku tapau tadik tueh. Disebabkan kesejukan yang melampau kot sampai aku tak tahan tue sebab aku jadik lapar sangat sampai aku beli lagik satu burger &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quarter Pounder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Memang kenyang gile-gile lah kannn??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So abis jer makan sume2 and rase cam dah rinse lepak ngan mamat nieh &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hiks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aku pon berangkut la pulang...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;separately occay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Baru jer jalan dua tiga tapak dari &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; tue aku ternampak &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanjing Lina Juling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Effie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(for people who don't know who he is just click &lt;a href="http://listlessjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/quick-entry-hour-after-i-publish-my.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://goddessofnature.blogspot.com/2007/07/pd-post-outing-entry.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). So just say &lt;em&gt;hi hi&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;bye bye&lt;/em&gt; jer la. Tak sembang sangat pon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So dah sampai center court member aku si &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/3195030"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syahmi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; plak msg cakap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182152182337593538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-qz9CA_YMI/AAAAAAAAARA/aMzvkZe6RMs/s320/syahmi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syahmi (pose tido katenye tapi tetap cute eakk.. ko ADO?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Syahmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Ni nombor baru aku 012-3******"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Haih, baru tukar nombor dah tukar lagik kew? Sanggup kan demi cinta! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*hiks&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu tak semena2 die call aku tanye aku kat mane, aku pon cakap la aku kat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lagik. Kebetolan plak die ngan awek die kat sane gak. Ajak aku join skali *actually die datang nak suh aku abiskan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big Apple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nye donut ittew.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanjeng sangat!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182153599676801250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-q1PiA_YOI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qCDS3Io6NwM/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So tengah-tengah aku dok sembang and &lt;em&gt;interview&lt;/em&gt; awek baru die ittew dapat &lt;em&gt;message&lt;/em&gt; dari &lt;a href="http://listlessjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ratu Kepok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratu Kepok : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ko kat mane?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Aku : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Kat Mid, kenapa nyehh?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratu Kepok : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Bace blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://goddessofnature.blogspot.com/2008/03/ratu-penampar-exclusive-interview.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isis Natasha Ayatullah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skang!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati aku memang dah berdebar sebab aku rase aku tau sangat ape cite ittew. Aku pon dengan bergegas gerak la dari Mid ittew and sampai-sampai jer kat rumah aku online and bukak &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; die. Memang seperti yang kujangka. Die tulis pasal &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ratu Penampar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So aku pon bace and bace la. So disini aku ada la beberapa komen pasal &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ratu Penampar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The thing is that i don't have any problems with you. I just state what's in the blog just to say what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is/was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my mind. Like I said, If there's any problem concerning ourselves, we have to look at ourselves first before we can blame other people and for that i think everbody should know their part already. Sometimes we can't stand what people are saying since we cannot accept the truth. But honey, the truth really hurts &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I know that you've experience that yourself because your started using drugs because of the truth that you faced right? I didn't say that the way you handle the problem is wrong. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;should question how people handle their problems as long as they could move on to the next phase later on. But when you handle your problem, please keep in mind that you don't want to involve other people in you problems either directly or indirectly; in your case, slapping people since you've lost your patience. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ignorance is bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but to me, in my opinion, if you have a problem, try to settle it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rationally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;logically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Don't jump to simple conclusions and simple action. People would think that you're not matured. Just try to think as an adult and be rational next time aite? I also have problems, but to me it's just the matter of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to settle the problems. Everybody makes mistakes once in a while. But since god blessed us as the utmost gratitude of being humans, we can actually learn from it. That doesn't mean that we change the nature of ourselves. We are created because we could actually make changes to the world and to do that we have to gradually change ourselves to a better person. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what i can say to everybody and even myself is that nobody can avoid making mistakes. It's just the matter of how you learn from your mistakes. I've learn mine the hard way and i assumed that u've learn the hard way as it is right now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you hear people saying bad things about you, don't complain about it. Do something to yourself to prove that it is wrong. Show it; don't say it! Action speaks louder than words. That is why this issue has been dragged down until now since &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR ACTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just unacceptable but it is still forgivable adn you still have a chance to come clean. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the quote by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vipin Sharma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;a href="http://listlessjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ratu Kepok's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Always love the hearts that hurts you, but never hate the hearts that loves you"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although it sound a bit mushy, but somehow it can also apple to u and everybody else for that matter. Because life is like a spiral &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*bak kate Mona Manja*&lt;/span&gt; The concept is still the same as life is like a circle, but you happen to realize that once you become successfull, u really become &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;top of the tier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but once you fall down, u &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fall hard on your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until you feel like you can get up anymore and it takes a lot of effort to just rise up again. Just think about that girl. If we manage to improve ourselves little by little, day by day, Insyaallah, only good things will come our way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6652198536656639962?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6652198536656639962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6652198536656639962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6652198536656639962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6652198536656639962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/arinie-aku-kuar-tgk-wayang-kat-mid.html' title='&quot;Pain pays the income of each precious things-William Shakespeare&quot;'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-q0UCA_YNI/AAAAAAAAARI/FuSRAEuorCA/s72-c/horton_hears_a_who.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7750167543694563785</id><published>2008-03-26T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:13:14.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robbery..HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually benda nieh dah lepas lame dah, tapi cume tak hupdate2 dari dulu lagik sebab bz ya amat nye *&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kann walaupun entry dibawah ni berjaya di&lt;strong&gt;post&lt;/strong&gt;kan jugak!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seperti yang sedia maklum, korang sume tau aku nie part-time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fragrance Consultant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ataupun Promoter perfume lerrrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.* Since dah name aku &lt;em&gt;part-time&lt;/em&gt;, so aku takde la &lt;em&gt;counter&lt;/em&gt; yang tetap seperti orang-orang lain. Kadang-kadang kat &lt;a href="http://www.midvalley.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, kekadang kat &lt;a href="http://www.suriaklcc.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, tgk la mane yang panggil &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;on demand taw! &lt;strong&gt;ko ADO?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So last week kot... aku pon tak hingat la, aku kene buat promotion kat &lt;a href="http://www.sungeiwang.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sungei Wang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;la, So cam biase aku nak la masok keje. &lt;em&gt;Feeling&lt;/em&gt; datang awal lagik taw. So dengan bangganya aku pon &lt;em&gt;catwalk&lt;/em&gt; ke staff entrance dan dengan &lt;em&gt;confidensi&lt;/em&gt;nye aku masok. Tetibe jer aku kene halau kuar balik. Aku ingatkan aku buat salahlah. Tapi bile aku tgk balik sume orang die halaunye. So aku dah buat konklusi bahawasanya Mak Cik guard kite nie dah '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Insanity"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Weng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' kot agak nye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetibe tengah sedap2 aku pose ngan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abang Dean Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Aku nampak la kete polis tetiba menyusur didepan ku siap ngan siren2 skalik die bukak nye. Kete tue park jer depan staff entrance tue and polis2 tersebut trus masok. So aku dah membuat inferens lain yang mengatakan bahawa Parkson Sungei Wang kene &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pecah Masok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181972884632854706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-oQ4iA_YLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/B58THL16NiI/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Kereta polis yang menyusur masok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181972111538741410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-oQLiA_YKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vQe3CcOf6zY/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Havoc jap la kat luar... Hiks!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak sampai bape menet polis tu kuar kate orang yang masok tue dah berjaya melarikan diri. Memang &lt;em&gt;suspender&lt;/em&gt; la kitorang kejap. Yer la, kitorang nak buat &lt;em&gt;opening gambit&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*kononnye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tetibe rase cam insecure sebab takut ornag tue berpisau ker ape ker.. kite mane tau! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tapi aku seperti biase berlagak macho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; walaupun dalam hati dah jadik &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; habis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi alhamdulillah tak jadik pape... just department &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Men's Wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; jer yang banyak ilang baju... tue pon &lt;em&gt;discounted&lt;/em&gt; items... tak ke &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BODO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;perompak tue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-7750167543694563785?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7750167543694563785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7750167543694563785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7750167543694563785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7750167543694563785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/robberyhelp.html' title='Robbery..HELP!!!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-oQ4iA_YLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/B58THL16NiI/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-4375848688761012118</id><published>2008-03-26T03:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T04:43:37.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Outing with Nizam...</title><content type='html'>Today was a slow day for me since cam takde wat pape sangat la kan. So ingat cam biase just pose kat umah dok ngadap &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lettop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sampai lebam bijik mata nieh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tup...tup, phone aku bunyik *&lt;em&gt;dengan ringtone yang sungguh &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt; bak kate sume orang&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=135929754"&gt;NIZAM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Hello mak hayam, awak buat ape tuh? kat mana? meh la teman kita makan kat bangsar sat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU&lt;/strong&gt;: "Aku kat Cheras la, ade free gak la, nak buat ape makan sane? ade ape?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=135929754"&gt;NIZAM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Aku dah lama tak makan nasik daun (dengan slang penang yang sangat pekatnyeee!!!) pisang. Teringin plak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU&lt;/strong&gt;: "Ok la. Hang amik aku ja la naah! *tetiba cakap utara plak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So aku pon pegi la ikut die pegi bangsar kat kedai india seblah &lt;a href="http://www.bangsarvillage.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Bangsar Village II&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;tue. Bleh tahan la sedapnye. Makanan dah order sume siap tunggu la makanan sampai sambil mencuci mata ngan orang di sebelah meja ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sambil-sambil kitorang tengah sedap makan nieh, datang la dua &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cik Ki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dok seblah meja kitorang. Kitorang pon just sambung jer la makan since sedap sangat la plak and sangat lapar lak mase tue kan. Tetiba sorang &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cik Ki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yang datang tadi tue tanye kitorang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cik Ki 1&lt;/strong&gt;: "Korang makan ape tue? macam sedap!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU&lt;/strong&gt;: "Sotong goreng jer kak oii, order la."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon just jawab dengan sopan memandangkan orang tanye ngan elok la kan. Tetiba die bleh tanye lagik:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cik Ki&lt;/strong&gt;: " Hurm... kalo camtu nak try sket bleh tak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dengan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;terkezut dan terkesimanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bagi jer la sotong goreng tue since kitorang pon dah kenyang. Yang buat aku kagumnye, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cik Ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sorang nie tanpa segan silu plak mintak sket, yer la, kalo aku sampai ke mampos segan nak mintak makanan kat orang yang kite tak kenal.. BTOL TAK? tapi diorang dinch camtue uolzzz, memang sungguh berani. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tabik Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tau! &lt;em&gt;ToiingggG!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kitorang pon bersembang lite2 jer la ngan &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cik Ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; berdua nie sementara nak habiskan makanan kitorang and nak tunggu makanan diorang yang baru sajork di'order'kan tue. Tetiba2 lagik bleh plak &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cik Ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sorang lagik tue tanye &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=135929754"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NIZAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cik Ki 2&lt;/strong&gt;: "So.. U flying ker?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah la aku terkesima ngan keberanian Cik Ki 1 tadi, nie plak aku terkaget plak. Bleh tau plak yang sini &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=135929754"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;NIZAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nie &lt;em&gt;cabin crew&lt;/em&gt;. Memang sah-sah la diorang nie kaki travelling. Memang terkezuut ya amat tak terkata aku time tue... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sambil-sambil &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=135929754"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NIZAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; melayan diorang aku plak rase cam nak shopping lite2 kat Bangsar Village II tue. So aku pon pegi la kedai underwear favourite aku which is &lt;a href="http://www.privatestructure.com/catalog/product_info.php?cat=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIVATE STRUCTURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So cadang nak beli satu &lt;em&gt;underwear&lt;/em&gt; jer la.. yer la dah name nak shopping lite2 kannn???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So time bayar tue aku pon mintak la &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diskaun sebab slalune regular dapat diskaun tue, Last-last mamat tue kate item yang aku amik tue memang dah diskaun &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Aku pon amik la baju lagi satu just nak cukupkan duit sajork! So dapat la sehelai baju and sehelai &lt;em&gt;underwear&lt;/em&gt; yang aku rase tersangat la sexy uolzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181777893117616258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-lfiiA_YII/AAAAAAAAAQg/9M25gjLybGI/s320/underwear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                   *ni la &lt;em&gt;underwear&lt;/em&gt;nye.. sexy tak? huhuhuh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-4375848688761012118?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/4375848688761012118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=4375848688761012118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4375848688761012118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4375848688761012118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/weird-outing-with-nizam.html' title='Weird Outing with Nizam...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-lfiiA_YII/AAAAAAAAAQg/9M25gjLybGI/s72-c/underwear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6915090160730852275</id><published>2008-03-22T06:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:50:37.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Alyssa Liyana Part 2: Sex, Lies and Deceit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Continuing from the previous posting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/12/tribute-to-alyssa-liyana.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(click here)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Being famous also has taken a toll on her since she's struggling so hard to be successful in this cruel entertainment world. Her life began to change after her conflict with her boyfriend;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-ShKCA_X7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/UmJgmPBXMmQ/s1600-h/slap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180442665094700978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-ShKCA_X7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/UmJgmPBXMmQ/s200/slap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She started to abuse herself with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; until she almost destroyed her carrer life by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;slapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;one of her bestfriend which happen to be very influential in this industry. Slowly, her career is going down little by little. People who know her started to talk bad things behind her back. She's becoming more and more violent because of the drugs of she's using. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180445628622135234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-Sj2iA_X8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Jm9DfXUps7I/s200/anik1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some of her friends try to advice her about her current unhealthy lifestyle which gonna give a bad impression to her image. But with the immense pressure of breaking up with her boyfriend, she's just couldn't handle it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rationally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180445903500042194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-SkGiA_X9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jGs9tqbIAvM/s320/anik3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She even thought of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;commiting suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thinking that she couldn't handle it anymore. Everything start to fall apart. Her family didn't acknowledge her at all. Her friends start to ignore her. She's left alone by herself with no one to give her support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Currently she's left alone with no one to help her. Being the independent woman that she is, she always thought that she could live in this world without anyone's help. But i hope she would realize someday that she would come to her senses and reflect back on her life. She could've been a great person and entertainer if she's just being a bit rational. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For now, things are going bad. But my hope is that she will confront her friends and start to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to her friends and really sorry for what she's done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6915090160730852275?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6915090160730852275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6915090160730852275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6915090160730852275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6915090160730852275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/tribute-to-alyssa-liyana-part-2-sex.html' title='Tribute to Alyssa Liyana Part 2: Sex, Lies and Deceit'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-ShKCA_X7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/UmJgmPBXMmQ/s72-c/slap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-4981927705464355533</id><published>2008-03-21T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T04:27:41.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siakap&lt;br /&gt;Senohong Gelama Ikan Duri,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bercakap&lt;br /&gt;Bohong Lama-Lama Terus Curi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-4981927705464355533?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/4981927705464355533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=4981927705464355533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4981927705464355533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4981927705464355533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/pantun.html' title='Pantun'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-8640991703811728488</id><published>2008-03-19T00:56:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:44:31.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom It May Concern... *for those who knows just shut the fuck up! LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry i haven't been updating (let alone been online) for quite a while. I've been working part-time at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Parkson Sungei Wang&lt;/span&gt; since we're having this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIAMONDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; promotion. Not that it's the first one since everybody know's that it's been launched for quite sometime already. So througout the week of promotion i could consider that the the sales are not that good. After all, the perfume was not that good. *matilaaa carut produk sendrik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while i was working, i recently hang out with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://listlesshourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neo Anderson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He told me a lot about his previous and also this coming relationship. Right now he's having a crush with a person named &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Actually the story is like this, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;observing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( if not &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stalking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;a href="http://listlesshourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-O4NCA_X6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ANj-Sgi-9L8/s1600-h/ist2_1917724_hug_in_black_and_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180186530425036706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-O4NCA_X6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ANj-Sgi-9L8/s400/ist2_1917724_hug_in_black_and_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day, out of the blue, this A stumble upon Neo face to face. Thinking that it is the right moment to say everything, he confessed everything to Neo at that time. Of course Neo was struck with surprise and shock since he didn't even know that somebody actually had been looking and obeserving for quite a long time now. Though it might sound creepy at first, the gesture that the guy made to Neo seems quite sweet and honest which made Neo felt interested in him too. But there's just a TINY problem. A has just started a relationship with another guy. Which made matters worst, that guy is a control freak which would not allow A to have any friends and go clubbin without him. So Neo started dating A quietly eventhough he knew for a fact that A has a BF already. Weeks past and suddenly he received an SMS saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Please don't disturb my boyfriend anywmore!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was stunt by that text message he just received. But one good thing about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is that he always have thing positive thinking. Always look at the bright side of thing sort to speak. So for a while he kept quiet since he don't want to ruin &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; relationship with his Boyfriend. Recently, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; receive a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; A's YM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; saying that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Please don't disturb me anymore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neo was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"What the hell?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right now he's in a funky dilemma. He didn't even know this guy at first but since&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; entered his life, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s perspective on love has change since then. Even his friends noticed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while hanging out with him, he introduced me this song which i think fit perfectly with his situation. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Imogan Heap - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide &amp;amp; Seek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180177940490444674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-OwZCA_X4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/IupdQhMyXEc/s320/petanda+daun2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are we?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;the dust has only just begun to fall&lt;br /&gt;crop circles in the carpet&lt;br /&gt;sinking feeling&lt;br /&gt;spin me round again&lt;br /&gt;and rub my eyes,this can't be happening&lt;br /&gt;when busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads - heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and seekt&lt;br /&gt;rains and sewing machines&lt;br /&gt;all those years&lt;br /&gt;they were here first&lt;br /&gt;oily marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,&lt;br /&gt;the sweeping insensitivity of this still life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)&lt;br /&gt;blood and tears (hearts)&lt;br /&gt;they were here first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm whacha say,&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm that you only meant well?&lt;br /&gt;well of course you did&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm whacha say,&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm that its all for the best?&lt;br /&gt;Because it is&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm whacha say?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm that it's just what we need&lt;br /&gt;you decided this&lt;br /&gt;whacha say?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm what did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br /&gt;mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs&lt;br /&gt;speak no feeling no i don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit, you don't care a bit(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br /&gt;mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;speak no feeling no i don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit,&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a (you don't care a) bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;(hide and seek)&lt;br /&gt;oh no, you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;you don't care a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IwxxSgj6L6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IwxxSgj6L6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8640991703811728488?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8640991703811728488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8640991703811728488&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8640991703811728488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8640991703811728488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-whom-it-may-concern-for-those-who.html' title='To Whom It May Concern... *for those who knows just shut the fuck up! LOL!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R-O4NCA_X6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ANj-Sgi-9L8/s72-c/ist2_1917724_hug_in_black_and_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2832408523345215270</id><published>2008-03-14T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T01:05:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Unrequited Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9lddcd7-WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_r-h0iXTZq4/s1600-h/bleedingheartlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177272007078443362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9lddcd7-WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_r-h0iXTZq4/s320/bleedingheartlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know how to describe my feelings actually. I'm kinda in a dilemma which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to fall in love with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;somebody who i knew i couldn't be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; known him for quite sometime actually and i could call it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"love at first sight"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kinda thing. But by just looking at his &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;face, i knew it would be impossible for me to approach him. Right now, evasive technique are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;negligible&lt;/span&gt; since if i do that, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;people around me would start to notice weird and knowing them, things could and most probably get worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so confuse right now. I've always told myself that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; always fall in love with the wrong person. I just dunno what to do right now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking about lately&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I've tried pulling myself together but just dunno how to do it. I'm in such a wreck right now. But i think by posting this blog just ease out some of the pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been suffering all this while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all i have to do is ignore this feeling and move forward. I can't live my life like this if I keep on doing this. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I wish i could just scream out his name right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2832408523345215270?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2832408523345215270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2832408523345215270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2832408523345215270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2832408523345215270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/future-unrequited-love.html' title='Future Unrequited Love'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9lddcd7-WI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_r-h0iXTZq4/s72-c/bleedingheartlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-4240602292628598377</id><published>2008-03-10T05:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T06:23:38.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burstday Pahhhhtayyy!!!! *Adi Lara's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9RdSsd7-TI/AAAAAAAAANg/JDoobwLiC9o/s1600-h/Image395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175864447511296306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9RdSsd7-TI/AAAAAAAAANg/JDoobwLiC9o/s400/Image395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday i was invited to a birthday party of friend of mine. The theme was White and Denim and Also Speedo's and Bikini's if i'm not mistaken. Tapi sampai2 sajork kolam renang kering plak.. nasib baik la tak beli trunks yang sexy kat Philosophy tue... hhahahaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, sampai2 jer memang terbeliak tgk jejants yang ramai dan cando2 sume. Memang merembes jer aku tengok. Tapi hanya sekadar tengok jer la. Tak tegur apatah lagik exchange phone number. *carut sape eakk? tataw... LARIKK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastu plak ade show dari Glitters.com which gave a wonderful performance. Memang enjoy gile. The food was nice and i had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175869897824794946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9RiP8d7-UI/AAAAAAAAANo/Xw-sZ0lkmdY/s320/Image399.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175870752523286866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9RjBsd7-VI/AAAAAAAAANw/oYv3CUVy37c/s320/Image400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: Mase teman AJ gie shopping kat RAOUL tuh, nampak la sorang jejants cando keje sittew. Tup...tup jumpe kat party tuh. Happy sungguh!&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/2926181728901559096-4240602292628598377?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/4240602292628598377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=4240602292628598377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4240602292628598377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4240602292628598377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/burstday-pahhhhtayyy-adi-laras.html' title='Burstday Pahhhhtayyy!!!! *Adi Lara&apos;s'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R9RdSsd7-TI/AAAAAAAAANg/JDoobwLiC9o/s72-c/Image395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2177357394365799838</id><published>2008-03-06T18:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:59:15.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish List...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Things i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174587487849749170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_T53B3GrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dVGlmvGt2TY/s320/n95.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174584489962576530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_RLXB3GpI/AAAAAAAAANA/UbqAONdlbwo/s320/jeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174583291666700914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="284" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_QFnB3GnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wTjHQHGsbz0/s400/edp.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174585018243553954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_RqHB3GqI/AAAAAAAAANI/wMM6-g7mE44/s320/belt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. N95 8GB&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Armani Exchange Jeans&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Narciso Rodriguez Eau De Parfum 100 ml&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Topman Pvc RedBelt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2177357394365799838?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2177357394365799838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2177357394365799838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2177357394365799838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2177357394365799838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-wish-list.html' title='My Wish List...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_T53B3GrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dVGlmvGt2TY/s72-c/n95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-583310691622227207</id><published>2008-03-06T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:51:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ben@Nadea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_MmnB3GmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/a1yj3BEQmKM/s1600-h/DSCN4655a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174579460555872866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_MmnB3GmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/a1yj3BEQmKM/s400/DSCN4655a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurm, Saje nak wish Happy Birthday to a pal of mine. Dah tua dah ko eak. May you live a happy and prosper life and found your true love along the way..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ghittew!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-583310691622227207?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/583310691622227207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=583310691622227207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/583310691622227207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/583310691622227207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-bennadea.html' title='Happy Birthday Ben@Nadea!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8_MmnB3GmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/a1yj3BEQmKM/s72-c/DSCN4655a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6935297883605972525</id><published>2008-03-05T18:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:51:47.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion...Sangat laaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R855rHB3GjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5Xei48UDC9A/s1600-h/Image354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174206803423468082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R855rHB3GjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5Xei48UDC9A/s320/Image354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Actually dah lame dah janji ngan Amzar nak lepak ngan die since die pon nak balik Osakan dah tak lame lagi. Die dah promise nak blanje aku makan since die janji nak belikan aku jersey from japan yang limited edition... last2 NAN ADO! Mane la aku tak tuntut, sebab bukannye nak suh die blanje pon, kite bayar occay! Tapi takpe, lenkali jangan lupe taw! =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So kat sane pg la kat SECRET RECIPE yang sememangnye aku suke gak sebab aku suke melantak kek and brownies die... MMMM sedap gile! So lepak kat situ ngan ARINA ngan AMZAR jer since yang lelain bz.. but it was fun tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174207791265946178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R856knB3GkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9YIqhlLS0EA/s320/Image355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174208164928100946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8566XB3GlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Wx9PfzUSWvY/s320/Image356.jpg" border="0" /&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/2926181728901559096-6935297883605972525?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6935297883605972525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6935297883605972525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6935297883605972525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6935297883605972525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/reunionsangat-laaa.html' title='Reunion...Sangat laaa!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R855rHB3GjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5Xei48UDC9A/s72-c/Image354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1043829207889720445</id><published>2008-03-05T13:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:06:22.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Survey...Iyolah Tue!</title><content type='html'>Today has been a bit slow for me. There's nothing exciting for me except for my 'scandal' yang lepak umah semalam and also my friend yang tido skali. So while waiting for some miracle idea to do, i got online on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yahoo! &lt;/em&gt;Messenger&lt;/strong&gt; and chat la ngan &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=90540862&amp;amp;MyToken=15fb2953-076a-42c4-8123-509f1bbabfbb"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Adi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=98935323"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Axzery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=144767993"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ajai Ajai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Sume tue cam sembang kosong sajo la kan. Tetibe jer &lt;a href="http://ajbluestar2u.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BUZZ! me and suh buat post sebab kene tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i visited his blog and saw this survey yang very the kewl gak la. *ko memang kan &lt;a href="http://ajbluestar2u.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; suke mengetagg pada mase yang tidak seswai! tapi takpe, alang2 tengah bosan nie buat sajo la. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before kite mula there are some rules that have to be followed, if not the whole thing is not gonna work... ~DUHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Put your music player on shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For each Question a.k.a Soklan, tekan next kat your music playa *so u wouldn't expect la what song gonna come out.. ghittew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WAJIB DAN HARUS DAN MESTI MENULIS NAMA LAGU ITTEW WALAUPUN MACAM TAK LOGIK BUNYIKNYE UOLSSSZZZ!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OK?" YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Don't Stop The Music By Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The question sounds like somebody is F***ing me and ask whether i'm ok or not... of course if he's hawt i'd say &lt;strong&gt;DON'T STOP!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaks &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*pelacur sangat nehh~~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hero By Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes, the best description i got so far! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Long Way To Go By Cassie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Memula tue rase tak kene gak la, but then again, most of the guys that i've met memang have a loooong way to go to reach the qualities that i've wanted.. hahahks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Through The Rain By Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It had been a slow day for me so, feels kinda rainy a bit a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;SENTIMENTAL&lt;/strong&gt;. btol gak niehh~~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Menjelma By Kaer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My life purpose is to APPEAR *menjelma???? haiyohhh nampak sangat aku nie reporter.. hahahks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Korobushko By Bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at first cam WTF??!!! macam la aku tau ape maksud die, so i googled it up and found the meang of it. So before ape2 check link nieh eakk dengan klik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reference.com/browse/wiki/Korobeiniki"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Basically what it say's is the song is psychedelic. So kene gak la ngan moto hidup gue! hehe so far soo good*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Despertar By Aisha Duo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Am I that desperate???!!! *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hanjing sangat&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;American Pie By Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"... This will be the day that I die..." kinda fit the puzzle... NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;D-Technolife By UVERWORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Walaupun sangat tidak btol, tapi kekadang tue terpikir gak kalo2 kehidupan kite camne agaknye kalo in future eakk? *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hiks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sensual Seduction By Snoop Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bestie as in besfriends ker? if so then...WTF???!!! they're totally NOT sensual to me in any f**king way! nak kene sambar petir??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Real Emotion By Koda Kumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I kept on wondering if he's giving me the REAL EMOTION or not.. hurmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Me Against The Music (Remix) By Britney Spears Feat. Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Currently i've been a lil' bit rebellious. Dontcha think so? muakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You Know What They Do To Guys In Prison By My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Siall jerkk... but then again macam hawt! *Couldn't help ma self imagining all those hot and steamy sex! hahaks. But seriously NO! *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lalallalaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I Fell In Love With The DJ By Che'nelle Feat. Baby Charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Half True...Currently... hehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jangan Bilang Tidak By Raffi Ahmad &amp;amp; Ayushita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah... kinda feel like a robot at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Din Din Wo (Little Child) By Habib Koite &amp;amp; Bamada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kawin2 trus pikir pasal anak... berangan sangat aku nehh~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sayang Sayang By Aliff Aziz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hobi aku suke sayang orang ker? then I LOVE KORANG SUME2 YANG BACE!!! hiks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Always Be my Baby By Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kadang-kadang....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAK MASOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Holding On By Taufik Batisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's actually not a secret. Just that Something that i think everyone else malas nak tau pon. hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otay, Sudah abis aku mengarut kan?? hahahaks, and di sebabkan bende nie kene tag mengetag, so aku pon kena la 'tag' orang lain gak, walaupun tatau sape nak tag kann!!! hahaks, macam ke sial jer, sape jer la yang bace blog aku nie pon. Then again, I tag la orang2 inniew:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://louiemal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;En. Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://mimimysara.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fahmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *New Comer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://listlessjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Neo Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85HKHB3GeI/AAAAAAAAALo/hoLJjXQsi_0/s1600-h/mimimysara.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85IAXB3GgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/PfURGEhmH7M/s1600-h/Neo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85HjXB3GfI/AAAAAAAAALw/IpllK5Azrlk/s1600-h/mimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174150938783848914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85G3XB3GdI/AAAAAAAAALg/qXj9Ke5BFV0/s320/louie.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174191032303557154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85rVHB3GiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/d2Z5NjYU7Do/s320/mimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174152403367696914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85IMnB3GhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RVs7bDbivIE/s320/Neo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasenye takde dah kot sebab aku rase ini saje jer la yang rajin bace blog aku pon.. hahahaks, yang lain dah buat dah tagg inniew.. hahaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1043829207889720445?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1043829207889720445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1043829207889720445&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1043829207889720445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1043829207889720445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-surveyiyolah-tue.html' title='Tagged Survey...Iyolah Tue!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R85G3XB3GdI/AAAAAAAAALg/qXj9Ke5BFV0/s72-c/louie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6911186100443456769</id><published>2008-03-03T05:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:29:28.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8sbfv_hGCI/AAAAAAAAALY/Jwxyto5FXyI/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173258829237917730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8sbfv_hGCI/AAAAAAAAALY/Jwxyto5FXyI/s320/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i have a new perspective in life. I use to see life in a very harsh way. But the thing is, it is me who made it the way it is. Yes, i still do believe that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; created everything in this world, but, I know that He created the world for us and want to make us live the way that WE like. So in a sense that we are a part of the creation. So we do get involve in the universal creating process and we do play our part whether we realize it or not. Some of you who read this may not understand a word that i say. But in lame man terms, i view life the way that i want now. Not the way i think it was. Right now i want to become somebody that i always wanted. Useful to the society, helping people, do what i can to make others happy. It is just me. I like to see other people happy, because when they're happy, I'm automatically happy, even though i had a crush on that person, but if that person tried his hard to love somebody else, I would be glad to help to make him happy. To me right now, my life is nearly perfect. I didn't say that i have a lot of money and i'm filthy rich or anything. It's just that, right now, my life is running things the way i want now because i want it that way. I want to be happy all the time, so i am. I wanna meet a guy whose gonna love me the way i am and vice versa, i did. I'm just thankful for everything that i've got right now. Every little things that i've got. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thankful that i have great friends that support me even when i'm in trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thankful that I still have my parents eventhough some people are unfortunate enough not to have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thankful that i've been blessed with a great family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thankful for given a chance to live my life and get to help people and let people help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thankful that i've been given a chance to love and be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm thankful that i've been blessed with the things that i've got even though some are shabby, those are going to change soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since my perspective on life changed, i've started to realize something. It got me thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why not from now, i will start to make at least one good deed a day and remember it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know it sounds a bit vain, but most of the time we didn't even know that we've actually done a good did. For example, Let say you worked as a receptionist, u say hello almost everyday. But did u ever realize that maybe by saying hello nicely, u might brighten up some person's day just by saying hello? No right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you go home and just whine about your job about how tough it was or how boring it was without even realize it that you've made someone happy on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why i try to remember my good deeds. So that i can be thankful for being able to do it even though it's just a small deal like a simple phone call saying hi to your old friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to love myself more. But not the extend of being vain, but more like having a certain respect on me. After all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"To learn how to respect others, is to respect thyselve first!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-William Shakespeare-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you guys might be wondering why the life changing perspective all of the sudden?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it's all because i've watched and read this book called "The Secret". It's really a hit-on-your-face kinda book. Really got me thinking what i've been doing with my whole life before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now all i want to do is move forward and advance even further with full of glory and success. And i want all the people that i love a.k.a family and friends to achieve what they want to so that i'm not the one whose happy. Since the basic concept of happiness is all about sharing, and i want to share my love and happiness with everybody else....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6911186100443456769?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6911186100443456769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6911186100443456769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6911186100443456769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6911186100443456769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/03/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8sbfv_hGCI/AAAAAAAAALY/Jwxyto5FXyI/s72-c/Picture0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6477967962186340288</id><published>2008-02-27T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:08:13.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair??!!! *feel free to laugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went out with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At first we met@ midvalley because i want to open a personal account at maybank. But under certain circumstances *which i think was nonsensical*, i couldn't do it. So, in the end we just hang at midvalley until some crazy idea came into my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been dying to get a really ridiculous haircut since ages ago. So i told &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it and he said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Lets laa!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was like "Owh k... Sure why not alang2 kann..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pegi la &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS2 PJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to my favourite Hair Saloon &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIMARIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Suh la cina tue wat ape yang die rase orang lain rase sangat stylo... so he gave me THIS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171676410233930530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8V8S11CwyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JdwwYNTx0LE/s320/Image316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;memang pastue aku tergelak2 sebab memang tak kene langsung! Tapi kinda cool gak la.. huhuhuhu... Ala, rambut akan tumbuh gak, so aku pon tak kesah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6477967962186340288?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6477967962186340288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6477967962186340288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6477967962186340288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6477967962186340288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-hair-feel-free-to-laugh.html' title='New Hair??!!! *feel free to laugh...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R8V8S11CwyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JdwwYNTx0LE/s72-c/Image316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2190180230055532998</id><published>2008-02-23T05:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T16:52:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom@Isetan Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169929853193077458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R79Hz11CwtI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KOmP4OE0rPc/s320/Image148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Punye la bosan takde customer and all, so kitorang mengambil inisiatif sendrik untuk membuang mase yang teramat la lapang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170088693968585442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7_YRl1CwuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y1tbn5sIyqQ/s320/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;. Believe it or not D is actually 29! Yeahh... sum people are just born lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170090308876288754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7_Zvl1CwvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Lwxvu_pG_t4/s320/Image139.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Joe and Mak hayam Zai&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170091073380467458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7_acF1CwwI/AAAAAAAAALA/ClYms9ePTsQ/s320/Image145.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;THE Only range in Prada that i can say "erm.... yeah, it's bearable"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170094354735481618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7_dbF1CwxI/AAAAAAAAALI/Nx7ntWPNYHM/s320/Image153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;          JUDY!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  Dah snap2 gambar tak sedar yang dah nak closing. Ya Allah, gile tak sedar, actually banyak lagi gambar yang aku snap tapi malas la nak letak sume. Sebab yang lelain tue just gambo aku jerkk.. hahahks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2190180230055532998?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2190180230055532998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2190180230055532998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2190180230055532998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2190180230055532998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/boredomisetan-gardens.html' title='Boredom@Isetan Gardens'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R79Hz11CwtI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KOmP4OE0rPc/s72-c/Image148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-534445552336463199</id><published>2008-02-22T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:48:22.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch date with NEO@StarBucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R77pOl1CwqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TaQUxvF1AM4/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169825859149939362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R77pOl1CwqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TaQUxvF1AM4/s320/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was actually suppose to be working today since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ask me to replace her counter because he need to attend to her "other" business which i think she's just tired of the promotion that she's been having since the last couple of days. So nak tak nak kene replace counter die which is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Davidoff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenzo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *EEEeeYuCKsss, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Salvatore Ferragamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So far so good la since i pon plan nak tidow awal and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengah sedap2 aku gayut ngan &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;, tetiba jer aku dapat satu panggilan dari nombor rumah. Aku dalam hati "Celaka btol, tak bleh tgk la orang senang kan!!!" *gurau jer eak mak hayam. Tgk2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; call aku sebab nak ajak aku kuar brunch ngan die sok. Aku cakap la aku masok keje kol 1.30 pm. So die ajak jumpe pagi esok nye la around 9 like dat sebab nak bincang pasal skrip die tue. So lepak borak sket2 ngan &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEO&lt;/span&gt;, aku pon letak tipon sambung gayut ngan &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;. Tup2 tak sedar jam dah kol 4 pagi uolzzz... matilaaa*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So terbangun dgn panggilan &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEO&lt;/span&gt; la kan. Die tanye aku kat mane, aku cakap la aku baru bangun titow. *haruslah aku kantoi tido lambat gak kann. So siap2 sume die amik aku kat umah around 10.30 am like dat la. Boleh la. So sampai2 jer midvalley dengan mencarik parking lagi satu hal, decide nak pegi Starbucks kat Gardens since &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt; tak penah pergi Gardens lagik. Die pon janji nak blanje aku, so aku pon like OK! hahaks... *haruslah 2 orang blanje pada hari yang same kannnn... aku pon order die pnye &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Signature Hot Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt; and since aku lapar gile time tue, aku pon order la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chicken sausage roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; die tue. SEDAP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169829295123776178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R77sWl1CwrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RiRvvbeldgM/s320/Image118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pas order2 tue kitorang pon discuss la pasal skrip tue. Ade jugak la bende yang die nak tue yang aku main tibai jer, but then again die kate ok jer, so aku pon just go on la. Time tue jugak tgh tunggu &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ORKED&lt;/span&gt; sebab nak mintak opinion die gak sebab pasal bab2 yang &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt; tanye tue memang &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Orked&lt;/span&gt; expert sket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169830961571087042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R77t3l1CwsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OvenJ0aqwcQ/s320/Image124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in the end aku masok keje kol 2 sebab nak tolong kawan pnye pasal la kan... *LOL! But all in all it was a blast la lagik2 ade orang blanje kannn. Takpe, nanti dapat gaji aku blanje ko plak eakk. THANKS &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEO&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-534445552336463199?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/534445552336463199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=534445552336463199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/534445552336463199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/534445552336463199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunch-date-with-neostarbucks.html' title='Lunch date with NEO@StarBucks'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R77pOl1CwqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TaQUxvF1AM4/s72-c/Image117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5059801433993908336</id><published>2008-02-22T01:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:03:04.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was YM-ing with my friend CALVIN. I realized that on the status message he wrote sumtin like "WohhOOOooOO.. I got a raise!" So ape lagik, aku pon cakap la, ape kate ko blanje aku makan malam nie kat Chillies. Eventhough i was joking at that time, he sounds a bit serious and kept asking whether the place is still open or not. Aku pon macam, hurmmm... mamat nie serious nak blanje, so aku pon cakap &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CC : "How bout u blanje I Presidente Margarita or Calypso Cooler skalik?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calvin: "Margarita? That's my favourite drink!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon lantas mengatakan yang Chillies tue bukak lagik. So siap2 bagai sume, kitorang pon trus shoot pegi chillies bangsar. Nasik baik bukak, kalo tidak sia-sia jer aku ajak die kuar. Dah la mamat nie keje sok pagi nye, memang gigih die amik aku. Really thankful for your kindness dear... hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169493664904430210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R727GV1CwoI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nNYwi7VQq38/s320/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Sampai-sampai jer trus order Presidente, tapi bile pikir balik tak berbaloi sebab tak penah rase yang lain lagik, so ape lagik, aku pon try order El-Nino Margarita... and the taste was fantastic. Never had a drink like that before. Drink all the way till it's dry... hahaha. I also ordered a rib-eye steak.. kinda good jugak la. eventhough aku requested for a well-done meat, i think he gave me medium rare if i'm not mistaken which is kind of a turn off gak la... but all in all, it was good after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169494532487824018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R727411CwpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0-AUxcBBBhg/s320/Image114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5059801433993908336?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5059801433993908336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5059801433993908336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5059801433993908336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5059801433993908336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/accidental-night-out.html' title='Accidental Night Out'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R727GV1CwoI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nNYwi7VQq38/s72-c/Image087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-4611318553467353484</id><published>2008-02-18T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:14:20.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Phone... At Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7mSmV1CwlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vttKe1kpSrs/s1600-h/nokia+5310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7mSmV1CwlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vttKe1kpSrs/s320/nokia+5310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168323234776662610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I have a new phone that can play Mp3 and store a lot of phone numbers at the same time. Yes folks, my previous phone was the &lt;a href="http://http//www.mobile88.com/mobilegallery/preview.asp?phone=nokia_3310&amp;amp;pg=preview&amp;amp;prodid=238&amp;amp;cat=1"&gt;Nokia 3310,&lt;/a&gt; But now i've change my phone to sumtin a bit better la. Like my mom always said, at least it's better than nothing rite. hahahks. I feel soo worth it gettin this Nokia 5310 XpressMusic. Since i'm a music kinda guy, i think it will fulfill my everyday needs in case kalo tetiba sangap nak dengar lagu kan. Tak macam dulu, asyik2 pinjam phone orang sajork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-4611318553467353484?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/4611318553467353484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=4611318553467353484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4611318553467353484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/4611318553467353484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-phone-at-last.html' title='New Phone... At Last!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7mSmV1CwlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vttKe1kpSrs/s72-c/nokia+5310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7737220588844722550</id><published>2008-02-18T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:43:02.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baling Tin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=68188775&amp;amp;albumID=0&amp;amp;imageID=8189294"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lLll1CwjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LG7qU0ie4Fs/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168245156566188594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lLll1CwjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LG7qU0ie4Fs/s320/Image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pon tak paham la konsep ape yang diorang gune nieh, tapi kali nie baling tin macam seakan2 buat show la plak... tapi grand gak la, walaupun showmanship 1st class! hahahaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastue pg la meminum ngan diorang nieh, haiyohh.. bukan main kecoh lagi. tak tahan aku... Especially pasal Kesah "Gigit-Gigit" tuh... mau terpecah perot aku... sial jer diorang nieh. memang la nak nangis budak tue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lPXl1CwkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/faRTPo5-buE/s1600-h/ratna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168249314094531138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lPXl1CwkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/faRTPo5-buE/s320/ratna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEGET KANG -Gambar Hiasan-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-7737220588844722550?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7737220588844722550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7737220588844722550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7737220588844722550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7737220588844722550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/baling-tin.html' title='Baling Tin...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lLll1CwjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LG7qU0ie4Fs/s72-c/Image074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2986004607046830354</id><published>2008-02-18T16:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:59:09.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging Out@ LQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lG7F1CwhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yX9L3_xOS7Y/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lG7F1CwhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yX9L3_xOS7Y/s320/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168240028375237138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                   With Zell Paranoya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lCjl1CwdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wH40wxhAdDU/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lCjl1CwdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wH40wxhAdDU/s320/Image050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168235226601800146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                          With Altantuya Jenkins... Women Sungguh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lGCF1CwgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DDq-WlrO088/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lGCF1CwgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DDq-WlrO088/s320/Image048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168239049122693634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           The Socialites of LaQueen: Julie, Ayie, Neo, AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al kisah nye pg la LaQuenn so jumpe la mamat2 di atas inniew. Antara yang takde adalah Kie, Muneer, Reizal, Louie (cantik Make-up) and a lot more yang tak ingat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2986004607046830354?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2986004607046830354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2986004607046830354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2986004607046830354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2986004607046830354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/hanging-out-lq.html' title='Hanging Out@ LQ'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R7lG7F1CwhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yX9L3_xOS7Y/s72-c/Image052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-447039524215119034</id><published>2008-02-18T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:12:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New LayOut... AGAIN???!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes fellas, i'd have to admit eventhough my previous layout was one of the grand-est layout you've seen, but keadaannye yang agak berserabut menyebabkan aku terpaksa menukarkan kepada yang lebeh simple dulu. Nanti kalo aku jumpe yang extra-grand and tak serabut aku tukar la lagik... (motip tukar bebanyak kali???? macam banyak sangat la keje aku kannzz!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: All those posts that i've been delaying... hahahks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-447039524215119034?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/447039524215119034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=447039524215119034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/447039524215119034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/447039524215119034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-layout-again.html' title='New LayOut... AGAIN???!!!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5178304793528027991</id><published>2008-01-30T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:41:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>Ntah la, sejak kebelakangan nie aku rase kosong sangat. i mean i dun feel anything at all. Aku rase new year's resolui=tion aku tue memang memberi kesan yang teramat mendalam skali sampai bukan kate aku jatuh cinta, nafsu terhadap lelaki pon macam dah takde. i mean what's going on now? am i turnin on a new leaf now? coz i dun feel like the opposite sex is much appealing at the moment. My fren kate aku nie tengah masok zaman2 transisi di mana your sexual role in bed is changing since dulu pon aku ala2 konpius lagik la kan. Smalam gak ade sorang mamat kat center nie die macam pandai menilik la kan. So aku pon macam takde pape nak wat suh la die tilik aku. Just for fun. No strings attach kinda deal la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku tanye la what's happenin to me and what not la. So die cakap aku nie skang nie dalam pertukaran dari top nak jadik bottom. I was like... HUH??!!! ape kesss??? But bile pikir2 balik, hurm, macam ade betol nye. I dunno, i just felt that way. Maybe he's right. Tapi sampai aku macam takde nafsu lansung ape kess?? hahahks... Life could turn out to be funnier than i thought. So skang nie ape yang perlu aku buat? Ntah... Dok wat bodo jer la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ape kesudahan nye? Nampaknye penat la aku kene tunggu tahun depan nieh =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5178304793528027991?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5178304793528027991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5178304793528027991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5178304793528027991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5178304793528027991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/01/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-280787005279217227</id><published>2008-01-06T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T06:18:40.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>Ntah la, aku rase tahun nie aku nak berazam to &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;FALL IN LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;. M aybe agak susah nak caya kot sampai boboy ngan kie kate kalo aku break the resolution diorang akan campak teh tarik panas kat aku. hahahaks. But the truth is aku dah malas la nak bercinta. I mean selama aku bercinta nie pon i only experience nothing but pain. Supposely orang bercinta nie bahagia la kan. Nie tak. Aku dok merana cam orang gile tak tentu hala. Alasan die break ngan aku memang aku tak puas ati even though salah aku actually. Bleh tak die kate. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" I love you very much, but u ade banyak sangat scandal..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was like.. what the fuck??!!! Kan aku dah bitau sebelum nie yang aku memang ade scandal, just that bende2 tue sume before i met YOU! Lepas i jumpe u memang i dah tak contact those people and even i deleted my G4M account sebab i sayang kat u sgt2. But still u clash sebab takut i jatuh kat tangan orang lain. Like hello!!!! aku nie hensem sangat ke sampai orang nak berebut2 nieh? In the end aku cam malas and just say bye2 to him jer la. This time kalo aku TER'fall in love ker ape ker, aku just diam jer. Malas nak timbulkan kontroversi yang tah hape2. Nanti kang ape lak cakap orang kan. Sebab in the end akan putus gak. So same jer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-280787005279217227?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/280787005279217227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=280787005279217227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/280787005279217227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/280787005279217227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-302858273935680335</id><published>2007-12-18T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:12:51.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Alyssa Liyana</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146057160618596962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p3uPyG2mI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EXBGLhITzqw/s320/013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tue diah… Nak hupdate blog tetibe cite pasal sorang diva nie hah. Ape nak cakap? Hehe, di memang sah aku dah takde keje skang kan. So aku rase better just cite pasal orang2 yang aku kenal dulu larr. Skang nie start ngan Alyssa Liyana, next posting akan cite pasal mak hayam besar laqueen/bb iaitu Viviana Abdullah Lee. Muakakaka.. Jangan mara ibu. Nanti cepat tua plak.. ahahhaahks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So nak cite sket pasal Alyssa Liyana nih. Name penuh die ialah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tengku Alyssa Rihanna Alia Liyana Binti Tengku Daniel Haqym Robertson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The meaning of the name Alyssa which came from the greek word (klik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alyssa"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; for wikipedia explaination) pon maksud dia “rational” *tang mana rational nye gue sendrik tataw! LOL!. Anak kepada Tengku Daniel yang merupakan seorang &lt;strong&gt;Plutokrat&lt;/strong&gt; yang ternama di Negara-negara seperti Indonesia, Afrika Selatan, Papua New Guinea, Myanmar dan beberapa Negara dunia ketiga. Untuk sesiapa yang tatau ape tue ahli plutokrat silalah klik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plutocrat"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; eak. Rujukan dapat dari wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p2hvyG2kI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jYVygcCWWwU/s1600-h/-nur+alisya+liyana-+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146055846358604354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p2hvyG2kI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jYVygcCWWwU/s320/-nur+alisya+liyana-+(2).jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To live up to her father’s reign in power, she was sent to a private school in UK in &lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth College, Guernsey&lt;/strong&gt;. During her years in that school, she also took martial arts as her extra-curricular activities. Just before graduating high school, she gained a black belt in taekwondo and karate-do and furthermore she mastered all the 8-Dans required to get to the highest level in the karate-do’s black belt examination. Then she went to Oxford University majoring in Nuclear Physics (Energy and Resource department). By scoring an average pointer of 3.97, it is not surprising that she’s offered to do her PhD Nuclear Energy. Her Phd research entitiled “ Subatomic Nuclear Particle as the Source of Energy for the Future in Aerospace Technology” won the gold medal in the Geneva’s Technological Convention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p3DPyG2lI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cNAgTvnbeNI/s1600-h/iqp+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146056421884222034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="246" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p3DPyG2lI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cNAgTvnbeNI/s320/iqp+2007.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After obtaining her PhD in Oxford, she got a job offer in NASA in the Analytical Energy Research Dept. By joining the team at the age of 22, she’s considered as one of the youngest team in NASA. Yet, by being young she also proved to them that she’s equally smart and better in fact from some of the people there. But being bright and smart even though something to be proud of, but still she couldn’t satisfy herself since her passion is to be a showgirl. So after a year in NASA, she quit the job and move back to Malaysia to live up to her passion. But it is not an easy decision since she’s objected by her family. But hoping that someday that they will understand, she ran away and start making her own choice in her life for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off her career in local showgirl industry is pretty tough. Moreover in Malaysia it is considered as not recognizable as a job at all. But determined by her passion she kept on pursuing it no matter what is/are the obstacle ahead. To start of her career as a showgirl, she got acquainted with a famous showgirl &lt;strong&gt;Ms.Sheeda Pookey&lt;/strong&gt;. Her first debut was in Down Under Club@Nu School Discotheque singing Unfaithful by Rihanna. From there, a life turning experience for has begun. People were caught awestruck by her tremendous performance. Clubs after clubs keep calling her for a show despite the heavy fee that they have to pay. Being famous also came with a price. Though most of the people love her, but there are some people who’s just couldn’t stand to see people being successful. Comments like “ &lt;strong&gt;Alyssa boleh dijadikan pentas untuk dipijak&lt;/strong&gt;” and “&lt;strong&gt;Layak ke nak pakai baju hatta, tengok badan la&lt;/strong&gt;” are some of the hate-mail at that time. But she kept on being determine and strong, ignoring what people say and pursue to be the best in the industry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146055197818542642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p17_yG2jI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3ed_COVANbg/s320/001.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEXT – Part 2: LOVE, LIES AND BETRAYAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-302858273935680335?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/302858273935680335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=302858273935680335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/302858273935680335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/302858273935680335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/12/tribute-to-alyssa-liyana.html' title='Tribute to Alyssa Liyana'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/R2p3uPyG2mI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EXBGLhITzqw/s72-c/013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5995762289986424810</id><published>2007-12-17T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:04:15.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Enough To Let You Go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Finally it ended. Exactly at 06:43:21 a.m, 17th December 2007 to be exact my relationship with him is over. I have to lie to him. I said that I dun love you anymore, but for a fact is i still do very much. It's just that i know if i keep this going on any longer both of us going to suffer. I just couldn't be what you want me to be. I think it's best if you find somebody who's truly your type of guy. Somebody who's truly romantic, caring, lovable... cute and cuddly. I just couldn't be all those things. Furthermore, you still couldn't accept for a fact that you and your ex are nothing now. But still everytime u bump into him, stumble upon him, u cried till there's no more tears already. I felt sorry yet intimidated at the same times. I kept on thinking whether you would be like this everytime u heard his name. I just couldn't bear with it anymore. Call me selfish or watever, but i dun my love to be share with someone else. You are perfect to me. Nice, kind thoughtful, caring... Just when you kept on comparing myself with your ex it hurts like hell. Yes he was the best thing that had ever happen to you. But that was back then. he was your past. so just move on. i've been patient and given u a lot of chances. but still his name kept on popping out from your lips. That's why i've made the decision to let you go. I just dun want to waste my love towards somebody who's still love someone else. I dun want to be considered as "The Replacement". I'm so sorry. But if u think i'm too greedy to ask for any of this, then i'm better off without any love at all.... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5995762289986424810?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5995762289986424810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5995762289986424810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5995762289986424810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5995762289986424810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-you-enough-to-let-you-go.html' title='I Love You Enough To Let You Go....'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7200840367654021635</id><published>2007-12-13T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:19:06.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY???!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Some people say how wonderful it is/was to fall in love. Being able to love somebody and knowing that the person loves u back. But it's not the same case for me. I love him very much, but he said he didn't feel any of the love. he said i'm just toying with his feelings. he asked me to be more romantic, which i tried but i just couldn't. Why can't u just see that?! i admit that our sex life is a bit monotonous. i couldn't give u what u want coz i just couldn't. but that doesn't mean that i love u any less. Losing u is like a nightmare to me. But each and every second i feel like ur drifting farther and farther from me. I hate it. i hate everythin that i feel rite now. i wanna hate u but all i hate is the fact that i love u. I hate that i love u soo much...!" &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-7200840367654021635?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7200840367654021635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7200840367654021635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7200840367654021635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7200840367654021635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/12/why.html' title='WHY???!!!!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5306622837373655268</id><published>2007-11-12T04:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T05:17:14.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning How To Love For Someone That Loves You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RzdxNFRfktI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GInQLRs7M2w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131694769979757266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RzdxNFRfktI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GInQLRs7M2w/s320/untitled.bmp" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started when i join this G4m webgroup thingie. It's a website for PLU's to get to know each other. at first i just notice his existence without even thinking of getting to know him more. But after a few months spending in this kind of world, we started to get in touch and i'm currently in a relationship with him. But the thing is, I'm fucking scared right now. Not because of getting hurt by him but on the contrary, i'm scared that i couldn't love him as much as he do. He's not that goodlooking to me, but to me i should give a shot because i know there's sumtin about him that a lot of people are missing about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's nice, sweet and kind. Though he lack on looks, but he's personality and attitude just made me feel for the first time that i'm loved. I feel it's not fair if i reject him. i know i can learn to love him and starting to fall far him little by little. Coz there's no point of loving someone that u can't have and won't love you back. I told everything about me and what i felt currently to him and he totally understand and said that he would love me no matter what. I just wish i could love him as much as he loves me right now. I just wish i could forget all the people think i fell for previously. Life would be much better like that. But i believe in myself that one day i could love him completely. And i know he would wait for me by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best to be faithful to me coz this is the first time i felt like i'm loved by someone. I just wanna love him soo much rite now. Sayang, even though currently i dun love u as much as u love me, but just give me time and i know that one day i will love u more than u could imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5306622837373655268?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5306622837373655268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5306622837373655268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5306622837373655268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5306622837373655268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-how-to-love-for-someone-that.html' title='Learning How To Love For Someone That Loves You...'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RzdxNFRfktI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GInQLRs7M2w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5446313091894900404</id><published>2007-10-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T04:05:59.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratu Kebayan!!! hahahaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RzgwUFRfkuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N-fetmdComM/s1600-h/ratu-orked-classic-view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131904896959746786" style="WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RzgwUFRfkuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N-fetmdComM/s320/ratu-orked-classic-view.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rzgx21RfkvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qvau6gkRb1M/s1600-h/viviana-abdullah-lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131906593471828722" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="302" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rzgx21RfkvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qvau6gkRb1M/s320/viviana-abdullah-lee.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rzg0RFRfkwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/t0I5qunnUiU/s1600-h/alyssa-liyana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131909243466650370" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="260" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rzg0RFRfkwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/t0I5qunnUiU/s320/alyssa-liyana.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Orked senyonyong&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viviana Abdullah Lee &amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alyssa Liyana (maniss ker???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;walaupun sudeh lame ratu nenek2 nieh dah berlalu, namun aku nak menghapdate gaks sebab bosan nak mampos dok umah nih!!! hahahks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5446313091894900404?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5446313091894900404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5446313091894900404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5446313091894900404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5446313091894900404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/10/ratu-kebayan-hahahaks.html' title='Ratu Kebayan!!! hahahaks'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RzgwUFRfkuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N-fetmdComM/s72-c/ratu-orked-classic-view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-3504785296041929172</id><published>2007-10-16T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:42:33.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open HouZiee!!! Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpvwi4e1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Pw5oSe9cv_k/s1600-h/102_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121975682921429842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpvwi4e1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Pw5oSe9cv_k/s320/102_1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpwAi4e2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/v4aD6YO_rN8/s1600-h/102_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121975687216397154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpwAi4e2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/v4aD6YO_rN8/s320/102_1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpwwi4e3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/-aUxWBWGtdU/s1600-h/102_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121975700101299058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpwwi4e3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/-aUxWBWGtdU/s320/102_1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpxQi4e4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8oowbLJ2ACI/s1600-h/102_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121975708691233666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpxQi4e4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8oowbLJ2ACI/s320/102_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpyAi4e5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/aTswG_2e5qg/s1600-h/102_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121975721576135570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTpyAi4e5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/aTswG_2e5qg/s320/102_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTolQi4ewI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W9XqsJkdxRE/s1600-h/102_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121974403021175554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTolQi4ewI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/W9XqsJkdxRE/s320/102_1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTomQi4exI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eFzBHly0E2w/s1600-h/102_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121974420201044754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTomQi4exI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eFzBHly0E2w/s320/102_1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTonwi4eyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_M4eAMK-Syc/s1600-h/102_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121974445970848546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTonwi4eyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_M4eAMK-Syc/s320/102_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTooQi4ezI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2N6wAMAFuF4/s1600-h/102_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121974454560783154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTooQi4ezI/AAAAAAAAAEo/2N6wAMAFuF4/s320/102_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTopQi4e0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/IM2P3Avirmw/s1600-h/102_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121974471740652354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTopQi4e0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/IM2P3Avirmw/s320/102_1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTnOgi4etI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6dRVejiOHZE/s1600-h/102_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTnOwi4euI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1610Yxog-VE/s1600-h/102_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTnQAi4evI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ig5zveKFkUg/s1600-h/102_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2926181728901559096-3504785296041929172?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/3504785296041929172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=3504785296041929172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3504785296041929172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3504785296041929172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/10/open-houziee-part-1.html' title='Open HouZiee!!! 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Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTseQi4e_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tILHQ-0Ysek/s1600-h/102_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121978680808602610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTseQi4e_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tILHQ-0Ysek/s320/102_1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsewi4fAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WCotlmHjQxc/s1600-h/102_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121978689398537218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsewi4fAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WCotlmHjQxc/s320/102_1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsfQi4fBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p2ZQEvA9xSk/s1600-h/102_1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121978697988471826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsfQi4fBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p2ZQEvA9xSk/s320/102_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsfwi4fCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QYtEs4VhfqQ/s1600-h/102_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121978706578406434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsfwi4fCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QYtEs4VhfqQ/s320/102_1118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsgQi4fDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q_vEqNR-9bY/s1600-h/102_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121978715168341042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTsgQi4fDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/q_vEqNR-9bY/s320/102_1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrKQi4e6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/jrsS6Fmx6MQ/s1600-h/102_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121977237699591074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrKQi4e6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/jrsS6Fmx6MQ/s320/102_1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrLQi4e7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/u4n4OjuLjfc/s1600-h/102_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121977254879460274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrLQi4e7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/u4n4OjuLjfc/s320/102_1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrLwi4e8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0tujPSn3fVU/s1600-h/102_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121977263469394882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrLwi4e8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0tujPSn3fVU/s320/102_1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrMQi4e9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/bdiyh2E46as/s1600-h/102_1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121977272059329490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrMQi4e9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/bdiyh2E46as/s320/102_1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrNAi4e-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wSSDNkyDntU/s1600-h/102_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121977284944231394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTrNAi4e-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/wSSDNkyDntU/s320/102_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-8313207651678560957?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/8313207651678560957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=8313207651678560957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8313207651678560957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/8313207651678560957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/10/open-houziee-part-2.html' title='Open HouZiee!!! Part 2'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxTseQi4e_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tILHQ-0Ysek/s72-c/102_1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-2825029583252106899</id><published>2007-10-15T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:33:46.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121458379880430226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxMTQwi4epI/AAAAAAAAADc/7XJW8eZ1K5I/s320/kenyataanperasaan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kerispatih - Lagu Rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Bintang malam katakan padanya&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin melukis sinarmu di hatinya&lt;br /&gt;Embun pagi katakan padanya&lt;br /&gt;Biar kudekap erat waktu dingin membelenggunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahukah engkau wahai langit aku ingin bertemu membelai wajahnya&lt;br /&gt;Kan kupasang hiasan angkasa yang terindah hanya untuk dirinya&lt;br /&gt;Lagu rindu ini kuciptakan hanya untuk bidadari hatiku tercinta&lt;br /&gt;Walau hanya nada sederhana, ijinkan kuungkap segenap rasa dan kerinduan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahukah engkau wahai langit aku ingin bertemu membelai wajahnya&lt;br /&gt;‘Kan kupasang hiasan angkasa yang terindah hanya untuk dirinya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to that special someone that i love so fuckin much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 80px" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/q4bJpV1w4X" width="315" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-2825029583252106899?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/2825029583252106899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=2825029583252106899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2825029583252106899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/2825029583252106899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/10/kerispatih-lagu-rindu-bintang-malam.html' title=''/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RxMTQwi4epI/AAAAAAAAADc/7XJW8eZ1K5I/s72-c/kenyataanperasaan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1361672001211591939</id><published>2007-09-26T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:46:01.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rendevous In Putrajaya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnU0Qi4eoI/AAAAAAAAADU/9OJFU2DBRO8/s1600-h/P1050147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114352846115469954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnU0Qi4eoI/AAAAAAAAADU/9OJFU2DBRO8/s320/P1050147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Meks ngan Nizam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUuwi4enI/AAAAAAAAADM/gtTdS9TYVDs/s1600-h/P1050151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114352751626189426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUuwi4enI/AAAAAAAAADM/gtTdS9TYVDs/s320/P1050151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pose model katakan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUmQi4emI/AAAAAAAAADE/oTjClmSlwy8/s1600-h/P1050142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114352605597301346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUmQi4emI/AAAAAAAAADE/oTjClmSlwy8/s320/P1050142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Meks, Mune and NIzam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUgQi4elI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dfR1Z_Vkmto/s1600-h/P1050141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114352502518086226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUgQi4elI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dfR1Z_Vkmto/s320/P1050141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114352098791160386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnUIwi4ekI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gnhAdoFrOfA/s320/P1050167.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                         Alahai CUmelnye... *matila puji diri sendrik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mane tak sume orang sakit ati, baru balik anta kie pg melbourne bleh plak buat pit stop kat putrajaya semata2 nak pose2 bergambar... nah AMIK!!! hahahaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1361672001211591939?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1361672001211591939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1361672001211591939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1361672001211591939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1361672001211591939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/09/rendevous-in-putrajaya.html' title='Rendevous In Putrajaya!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RvnU0Qi4eoI/AAAAAAAAADU/9OJFU2DBRO8/s72-c/P1050147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1607291329863121432</id><published>2007-09-15T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:56:40.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Beyond Words</title><content type='html'>No one could imagine how sad i am rite now. Tears are dropping while typing this post. but i really2 feel i need to write this post. Today, tonite, MUNEER, left us for good and will never come back to KL bcoz of problem. I really feel i've lost someone who is very important to me. I feel like i've lost my air to breath. I really2 love him. Not that i'm in love in such a way, but it's like i've lost a family member who is very dear to me. I'm really not prepared for his departure. Plz mune, persuade your family to make u stay. u know i can't live without u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1607291329863121432?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1607291329863121432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1607291329863121432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1607291329863121432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1607291329863121432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/09/sad-beyond-words.html' title='Sad Beyond Words'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-1554298405152364255</id><published>2007-09-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:16:37.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Has Stop Spinning</title><content type='html'>For some people, they might understand the title of this post. But for those who still didn't get it yet, post ini adalah berkenaan dengan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Viviana Abdullah Lee&lt;/span&gt; A.K.A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wan Marzuki Wan Daud&lt;/span&gt; yang telah berangkat ke Melbourne sempena menyambut bulan ramadhan yang mulia ini. Seperti yang kita sume tau, kalo takde Kie ibaratkan bagai dunia ini berhenti berputar! LOL! Diharapkan moga2 Kie yang berada di Melbourne itu dapat menunaikan ibadah puasanya dengan sempurna. Dah terlanjur membukak post nie, I wanna thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the comment in my blog yang very insightful and aspiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-1554298405152364255?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/1554298405152364255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=1554298405152364255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1554298405152364255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/1554298405152364255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/09/world-has-stop-spinning.html' title='The World Has Stop Spinning'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-3189900487356043696</id><published>2007-08-26T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:23:29.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insanitarium'/><title type='text'>Tiring Week... Plus few Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adoi, Bersawang bagai blog aku nieh. *habisla carut diri sendri. It has been a tiring week for me since ade banyak sangat benda nak di settle kan. Dengan test yang berlambaknye, assignment yang aku sendri tatau nak wat, projek &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FESKUM &lt;/span&gt;yang macam gampang lagi menambah2 la aku punye tekanan. Hence, solution untuk aku de-stress is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLEEP!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi memandang mase untuk tido pon takde so aku memang jadik cam orang gile la. Mengamuk tak tentu hala, emo semacam... entah la. Tak sabar nak tunggu 3rd September nie habis. Lantak la Majlis sangkak gile. Asalkan habis perasmian. Aku dah tak larat lagi nak mengadap FESKUM2 nieh. But through out this week memang aku sedikit improve sebab aku rase aku dah berjaya melupakan si 'dia'. Yer la, bz memanjang memang agak susah la nak pikir pasal bende lain. Which is quite good. Since tak payah la aku nak menambahkan beban dalam CPU aku yang sememangnye sudah lembab nieh. *carut lagik?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku actually rinde sangat nak lepak ngan bebudak tuh. Since bz sket ngan projek Uni so agak susah la nak balik lambat since akan cepat penat. Adoiiii.. bile la nak abis projek nieh. Smlm dengan niatnye nak lepak ngan diorang, tapi disebabkan kepenatan yang melampau menyebabkan aku kene balik awal. Sampai umah tak pikir lain dah, memang trus OFF la! hahahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tapi macam mane pon i nak mengucapkan tahniah kepada bebudak yang berjaya melayakkan diri untuk ke peringkat finals dalam Miss 2 Faces. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Naomi Hayden Raoul, Viviana Abdullah Lee, Nadia Orchestra and Alyssa Milono&lt;/span&gt; adalah di antara name2 yang aku tahu la. Kepada yang lain tahniah gak if name korang tak tersenarai sebab aku tak terupdate lee... huhuhks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Di sini juga aku nak mintak maaf if aku terbuat salah ker kat sesape sebab minggu nie memang aku agak gilo sket. Memang this week macam syial sket. So kalo aku termaki sesape tue aku mintak maaf banyak2 sangat eak.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dengan Tulus Ikhlas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Iskandar Newton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;P.S: To someone that i love, i'm sorry for troubling u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-3189900487356043696?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/3189900487356043696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=3189900487356043696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3189900487356043696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3189900487356043696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/08/tiring-week-plus-few-things.html' title='Tiring Week... Plus few Things'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-3036251552435021877</id><published>2007-08-15T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:21:42.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Yang TeramatLah Merinsekan..</title><content type='html'>Seperti biase aku pon lepak2 la dengan budak2 nieh sebab malam semalamnye kitorang menengok heat semi-finals Viviana Abdullah Lee @ Mohd Hafiz Bin Kamaruddin katenye. Aku nie sebenarnye tak tido satu hari suntuk semalam so aku pon terasa teramatla mengantoknye yang tak terhingga sampai rase cam tak kuasa nak keluar ke mana2 pon. Tapi sebab Kie sendri punye heat memang takkan tinggal la. Bak kate orang, &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wouldn't miss it for the world&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; gittew! Walaupun kuar rumah dengan pakaian yang ala-ala sangat la tak kuase, dan tambahan dengan mata yang mega ngantok, aku gagahkan jugak la nak pergi tengok heat yang di war-warkan bakal membuatkan peserta2 yang lain potong puki terus.. hahahks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas die pnye show tue, kitorang lepak la kat tasik. Yang ade time tue Rino, Nizam, Kakak Farah *sorry tatau name sebenar lagik*, Isis, Bibi, Kie, Sham ngan Mune. Tengah2 lepak sambil2 main tenteng yang kitorang tatau mane datangnye kotak2 tenteng tersebut, aku pon teringat la pasal He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named. Bukan Kak Shee eak. Jangan salah paham. Orang lain yang aku rase teramat la jarang join group A.M.N nieh. Aku pon tatau la ape angin aku smlm tetiba jer teringat kat die. Maybe sebab kepale aku nieh dah terlampau &lt;em&gt;weng&lt;/em&gt; sangat sampai teringat bende2 yang merepek nieh. Sepanjang malam la aku dok try nak lupe kat die. So in the end aku decide instead aku bersusah payah melupakan die baik aku luahkan jerk kat blog nieh. at least bende nie kuar jugak dari pale otak aku yang tengah sakit akibat batuk aku yang semakin kronik nieh. Kekadang tuh jeles gak tengok orang berkapel nieh. Tapi ape yang Isis cakap kat blog die memang aku follow sebab aku tau aku sendri yang tak ready nak bercinta. So, instead orang tue yang menyakitkan hati kite, kite plak yang akan menyakitkan hati die which will hurt u more than him actually. Bak kate Kak Eva, aku nie typical Aries sangat. Senang sangat jatuh cinta. Tapi die kate &lt;strong&gt;"u can actually overcome it kalo u tau u ade problem tuh."&lt;/strong&gt; Masalahnye skang aku dah tau aku ade masalah nie, tapi cara nak overcome tuh teramat lah payah. Nape la aku tak leh jadik cam Mune jer. Senang, kalo ade masalah jer nangis. End of story. Tak payah pikir panjang and u'll feel a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku nie memang susah la nak nangis. Lebih-lebih lagi pasal Relationship/Love/Men dan sewaktu dengannye sebab aku akan terasa sangat bodoh kalo aku nangis pasal bende2 tuh sume. No offense to anybody yang actually do cried over those things, tapi itu aku la. Lain orang lain ragam. Bayangkan la sampai skang lagi aku dok terpikir pasal die. Kekadang tu aku pikir jugak, ape la dosa mamat tuh sampai ade orang yang camnie suke kat die. Sebab die tak buat ape2 ngan kite, kite jer la yang dok berangan lebih. Tapi bagi aku biar jer la aku berangan jerk. At least tak menyusahkan orang lain... kot? heheheks! Maybe aku menyusahkan Mune jer la sebab die jer yang ade kalo aku nak cite masalah and further more die la yang paling dekat pon sampai bile die nak tido pon aku kaco lagik. huhuhu... sorry yerk Munirah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah la. Nasib baik la ari tue mase main game die wat bodo jer. Kire aku takde la malu sangat. Aku rase die pon paham situasi aku gak. Kalo bleh aku nak jer dengar dari mulut die sendri yang die tak suke aku. Senang cite. Tak payah la aku nak merinse tetiap kali kalo nampak die ker, dengar pasal die ker, or kalo bebudak nie menghanjingkan aku... which aku tak kesah pon sangat =P. Lagi satu cite yang aku dengar pasal Adie tak suke ngan aku. Itu aku sendri pon tak konform sebab aku pon tatau sangat. Personally bagi aku Adie tue baik eventhough dari segi luaran die agak cold ngan aku tapi aku rase that's the way die layan aku kot. Aku pon tak kesah sangat sebab aku pon ade jer kawan yang sikap semulajadik die camtu. Tapi kalo bebetol die tak suka aku pon aku rase die mesti ade reason yang munasabah. Kalo bleh kasik tau la sebab aku tau kekadang aku cakap nie main lepas jer. Takut aku salah cakap plak kan. But ittew pon dinch konfom sebab aku hanya mendengar dari satu orang sajork. Aku tanye yang lelain respon diorang tetap same cam aku iaitu biase sajer. Ape2 pon tak kire la sesape pon, kalo rase aku buat salah ngan die ker, or kalo rase tak suke ngan perangai aku ker, or just plainly tak puas ati ngan aku cakap. Sebabnye itu la cara aku nak memajukan diri aku *cewaaahhhh!!!* Yer la, selalunye kite tak nampak kesalahan diri sendri tu, so ape salahnye kalo menegur kesalahan rakan kite kan? Sorry la post kali nie macam ala2 tidak kuase gittew since aku pon cam ala2 tak kuase menyusun ayat ker ape ker.... huhuhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-3036251552435021877?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/3036251552435021877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=3036251552435021877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3036251552435021877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/3036251552435021877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/08/hari-yang-teramatlah-merinsekan.html' title='Hari Yang TeramatLah Merinsekan..'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-5650786304180346551</id><published>2007-08-13T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:13:43.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Kene Tagged??!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You've been T A G G E D ! ! ! - "List out &lt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; people whom you would like to bring along with you to Istanbul, Turkey; where you will spend with them a week- long stay at the luxuriously furnished Grand Sultan Suite at the ever majestic Ciragan Palace Kempinski Hotel. Owh and do tell us why these 5 lucky people deserve to be there with you…" And to that &lt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; lucky people listed in the entry, C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S ! ! ! You've just been T A G G E D ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syial ko Sham kerana mengetagged aku nieh yang sememangnye tatau nak tulis ape kat dalam blog nieh kecuali luahan perasaan aku nieh. Oleh sebab itu nahas la ko nanti aku kerjakan secara tersirat eakks. huhuu. Aku pon masih terkebil-kebil memikirkan sape la yang patut aku bawak nieh. So aku pon decide nak menukar rules nie sebab aku punye suke la nak bawak bape ramai pon kan? hahahaks!!! Takde la. Just kidding. kang mampos aku kene carut ngan founder tagger nieh. tak sanggup aku kene cangkuk besi nanti... Opps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Ms. Hunee Basha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098333448281723042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="211" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDrQlNTEKI/AAAAAAAAACM/-rTbgmzO2os/s320/l_4bda8f8fcab8279448e000d6c68e6dff.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, minah nie memang aku tak bleh tinggal sebab kalo aku tinggalkan die mampos aku kene bunuh nanti. Yer la, kalo pegi ngan die bleh la nanti kite bercikpat2 pasal dak2 skolah dulu and mengikuti perkembangan semasa antara geng kite yang berempat nieh. Lagipon dah aku sayang kat die nak wat camner la kan. kene la aku bawak gaks.. huhuh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Mu[6]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098334556383285426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDsRFNTELI/AAAAAAAAACU/T2dLsC8at3k/s320/l_912f99710dbff8f9e9a825cf7b1bec85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak nie pon aku kene la bawak since kitorang memang plan nak travel nanti. Berangan lebih la kitorang nie plak kan. Lagi satu kalo die ade bleh la kite shopping sakan bersama2 sambil mengusha manusia2 cando di Istanbul nanti. Hahahks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Wan Marzuki Bin Dato' Wan Daud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098336029557067970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDtm1NTEMI/AAAAAAAAACc/KPxssVrvZfQ/s320/1554091613_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ini plak sebab aku memang rase nak bawak die since die nie memang kewl gile. Aktiviti laser-melaser sesama sendri memang tidak dapat dielakkan lagi walaupun boleh sebenarnye cuma kehendak diri tidak membenarkannya. Bak kata orang dunia nie bagaikan tak berputar kalo tak nampak kie sehari. Gittew!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. FaLLiQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098337429716406482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDu4VNTENI/AAAAAAAAACk/CjATa6e4BRI/s320/1161085801_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak yang wajib aku jumpe tetiap ari kalo aku balik ipoh so haruslah aku bawak die pg Istanbul nanti. Tanak la jadik Kes sentap-menyentap among best pals. So nanti bleh la kite pose2 maut di Istanbul verangan supermodel katakan!! hahahks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Mamat a.k.a abang kandung aku sendri lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098338847055614178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDwK1NTEOI/AAAAAAAAACs/c9OalAAUY8Q/s320/23765936336159l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Aku sendri pon tak dapat pikir nape la aku nak ajak abang aku yang tersangat la setan ini mengikut aku ke Istanbul. hurmm... HAA!!!, aku tau, sebabnye bleh aku menyetan skali ngan die sebab tentu2 la die bleh bawak jantan2 cando utk aku... hahaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak lagi aku nak bawak actually tapi disebabkan 5 jer so terpaksa la kan. So aku nak tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Aman a.k.a Amanda Valasco : &lt;a href="http://thevadersz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thevadersz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tukang Taip : &lt;a href="http://tukangtaip.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tukangtaip.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Boy Ryan : &lt;a href="http://paradigmaryan.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://paradigmaryan.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Rakuten : &lt;a href="http://flaviax.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://flaviax.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Adam : &lt;a href="http://adamdryx.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://adamdryx.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-5650786304180346551?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/5650786304180346551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=5650786304180346551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5650786304180346551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/5650786304180346551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/08/aku-kene-tagged.html' title='Aku Kene Tagged??!!!'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDrQlNTEKI/AAAAAAAAACM/-rTbgmzO2os/s72-c/l_4bda8f8fcab8279448e000d6c68e6dff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-6546259136514147197</id><published>2007-08-08T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T05:28:10.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS ASIA 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RATNA SANTHRA PUKI LARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096005283949514786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrilzlNTECI/AAAAAAAAABM/FxGwpudKKuM/s400/rat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ari ahad aritue merupakan the annual Miss Asia 2007 punye event la. Dengan dewan yang seakan-akan mengadakan kenduri perkahwinan memandangkan makanan yang disajikan adalah nasi minyak membuat para peserta dan pengunjung berasa konpius seketika. Eventhough the event location and management was not what we expected, the event itself was not that bad (if we put the location and the management aside la kan). The winner as the picture above memang patut menang since ade 2 ekor pondan tetek yang tak sedar diri nak masok gak dalam competition nieh. Memang haus la diorang sebab comp nie hanya untuk PLU sahaja occay?! Nasib baik la IQ minah nieh takde la bodo sangat. At least mampu lagi memberi jawapan yang melerts sehingga membuatkan pondan2 tetek tersebut terkesima buat seketika. Congrats to Ratna Santhra sebab die memang layak sesangat jadik pemenang. Besides that, Ratna jugak menang 2 &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subsidiary Title &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which are : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Dress and Best Hair-Do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ga&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ar di bawah adalah antara gambar2 yang sempat aku amik huhuhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rr-WhVNTEEI/AAAAAAAAABc/qGSaEiNwMZA/s1600-h/rino+rat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097959313680568402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rr-W_FNTEFI/AAAAAAAAABk/e4loHbpnhEc/s320/S3010193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni yang paling manis nieh.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097959751767232610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/Rr-XYlNTEGI/AAAAAAAAABs/Gy2AheLTpjY/s320/rino%2Brat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Feeling2 women sangat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098296764966047874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDJ5VNTEII/AAAAAAAAAB8/_gRJMAFrl3E/s320/S3010074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Viviana Abdullah Lee turut muncul untuk menyangkakkan majlis yang sememangnye sangkak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S: Baju yang die pakai nie buat pengetahuan korang adalah baju yang Hatta buat utk Ning Baizura Untuk Video Clip "Drama". Kalo tak caye tgk la bawah nieh! Makan hati la korang.. muahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBskenb3sEI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098299157262831762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RsDMElNTEJI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ir64TMSMBpk/s320/S3010072.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Charlie's Devils! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-6546259136514147197?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/6546259136514147197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=6546259136514147197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6546259136514147197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/6546259136514147197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-asia-2007.html' title='MISS ASIA 2007'/><author><name>Cacat Cinta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844944337921856284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/S6ekNIwYynI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xZhqcXPxos0/S220/_DSC2398.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrilzlNTECI/AAAAAAAAABM/FxGwpudKKuM/s72-c/rat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2926181728901559096.post-7763131415976903860</id><published>2007-08-02T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T05:29:01.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrequited Love... AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sumtimes i felt so stupid just by thinking of falling in love. I mean i've been avoiding it since my last situation with &lt;strong&gt;K'&lt;/strong&gt;. But it seems nobody can run away from it. It starts like this, i've been hanging out with this bunch of PLU's which i recently know. They are such a lovely bunch and each of them have their own unique charachter. Talking to them makes me feel like i'm myself and it seems that they can accept me for who i am. It all started when i went to this trip to PD which was totally awesome. it was so great until i couldn't wait for the next outing. At first i felt a bit awkward but i goes on smoothly when i started to hang with them more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Insan yang bernama &lt;strong&gt;K'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093965724239728658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFm1lNTEBI/AAAAAAAAABE/tqKsNWj1clg/s200/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day i met this guy named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Just by the first glance i'm totally attracted to him. His attitude and his style just makes me nervous and unconfortable each time i see him. Thank god i rarely see him since he has a boyfriend already (i think) and even if he doesn't i dun i'm his type anyway. Cummon, nobody would want this piece of shit. Even i myself wouldn't date me since i'm damn ugly and noisy. But ever since i saw him i kept on thinking about him. I tried to distract myself to others which are much hotter than him, but everytime i did that i couldn't have the same feeling when i watch guys before i met him. I just don't want to have another crush that will take me nowhere coz it hurt so much just by thinking only. i know i dun have a chance with him. I kept tellin myself that and i even force myself to think about &lt;strong&gt;K'&lt;/strong&gt; again. But it didn't work. I hate this feeling. Feeling wanting somebody who won't even look at u. who won't even want u even if u pay him to be ur lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What should i do? Why the fuck this happen to me again?&lt;/span&gt; Am i such a typical Aries which easily to fall in love? I hate love coz i know i could never have it. I hate the feeling of liking guys that won't like me. If only there's a machine which can wipe out certain memories in my head and make me forget about him i would do it without even thinking twice. I'm sorry &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Louie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sebab tak pasal-pasal ko cam terjadik topik blog ini. Dah la ko tak kenal aku. Name aku pon ko tak tau. Tetibe jer ade orang yang suke kat ko sampai camnie. But dun worry. I'll will make sure i forget this feeling even though it would be damn difficult. I will avoid being the typical Aries. Again i'm sorry &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hopefully u tak terbaca la blog nie sebab the possibility u came across this blog is one in a million since i just created this blog for myself and i didn't tell anybody about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum tue aku nak kenalkan antara orang-orang yang agak penting la dalam hidup aku selain family aku sendri which aku rase cam tak payah nak cakap la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mizz Arlynne The Monkey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093923788179050402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFAslNTD6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u8AtrbOT0dA/s200/alin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This girl tak payah cakap la betapa i sayang gile kat die sebab sampai sanggup i tumpangkan umah i and bilik i semata2 nak kasik die tidor. Gile tak gile sampai berdebar la gak takut JAIS or JAKIM hambat aku and kena saman and sekaligus kawin free... haha.. tapi die nie memang besh and i really luv her. no words could describe how close am i to her. Tapi jangan salah paham eak. i nie tak straight so i hanye sayang die cam my sis. I will always love u darlink!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunny Bunny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093925952842567602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFCqlNTD7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CSShYIOv-Pw/s200/hunne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nie lagi sekor yang aku sayang gak since skolah menengah. My gurl yang stuck with me since high school until now. Dah dekat 7 tahun kenal minah nie and sampai dah masak sangat dengan perangai die yang girlish and ala-ala shweet gittew. Walaupun slalu berkrisis ngan bestpren nye Illya tetapi i tetap suke die yang bersikap honest and subtle at the same time. Love Yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falliq a.k.a Affaliq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093927683714387906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFEPVNTD8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BZuUg6id9SU/s200/falliq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my bestfriend since forever (takdelah forever sangat. same time high school dulu2 gak). Been through a lot together. Our Ups and down. Even penah gado ngan die nie kejap dulu atas sebab-sebab yang dipuncakan oleh aku gak la kan. Die nie memang best wa cakap sama lu. If u have any problem die memang seorang kaunselor yang baik. A good listener when in time of needs. A future model and i hope he got what he wanted. Pray to God! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kak Mu6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093929079578759122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFFglNTD9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/4e3g23shiV0/s200/mune.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Insan yang aku kenal mase time dok kolej dulu. Tersangat la pemalu tapi bile dah kenal sangat2la Havoc sampai nak pecah buah pinggang nie nak melayan karenah mamat nie yang teramat la merepek. Sikapnya yang perfectionist itu memang patut dipuji sebab segala bende tak kire besar atau kecik konfom akan diambil kire. huhuuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kie a.k.a Viviana Layola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093930943594565602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFHNFNTD-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/_Uy3M4KHHdY/s200/Kie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sebuah nama yang tak perlu disebut2 lagi kerana sudah boleh dikira sebagai artis di kalangan plu2 di kelab2 dan juga di tempat2 lain since die nie memang la teramat la femes. Tapi i letak die kat sini bukan sebab die femes tapi sebab die nie memang la baik sesangat. His attitude which is funny yet honest memang patut dibanggakan. Die nie jenis tak memilih kawan sangat. Baik yang sehensem2 Brad Pitt hingga sesangkak aku nieh which i'm honoured to be his pal. Seseorang yang aku respect dari segi diplomatic leadershipnye yang kalah PM kite skang nieh.. gittew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadiatul Nisa' Bte Kamaruddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093933430380630002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFJd1NTD_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mC64fUSXM2E/s200/isis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang insan yang aku respect sebab sikap die yang blunt and straight-to-the-point punye attitude. Eventhough die nie agak &lt;em&gt;laser &lt;/em&gt;sket orangnye tapi bile dah kenal lelame sket uols bleh paham kenapa die cakap bende2 tuh. bukan cakap kosong tapi memang ade baiknye die cakap dari takde orang cakap langsung... ape2 pon i like the way she is. kalo rase tak leh tahan better fix urself first sebab die nie memang str8 forward pnye orang which i really like. Aku pon dah bape kali kene laser ngan die and i really would like to thank her for that.... huhuhu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093938322348380162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULseYHFBBAY/RrFN6lNTEAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vT-3cE_Zbpc/s200/972595192_2102387.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Iskandar Newton-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2926181728901559096-7763131415976903860?l=cacatcinta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/feeds/7763131415976903860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2926181728901559096&amp;postID=7763131415976903860&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7763131415976903860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2926181728901559096/posts/default/7763131415976903860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cacatcinta.blogspot.com/2007/08/sumtimes-i-felt-so-stupid-just-by.html' title='Unrequited Love... 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