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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;Aryanee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-9087716798937496191?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/9087716798937496191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-people-ive-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/9087716798937496191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/9087716798937496191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-people-ive-moved.html' title='Hey people I&apos;ve moved'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-4786843578919256284</id><published>2010-03-13T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:04:44.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u made me remember u forever in 2 days..</title><content type='html'>alright, here's the situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr X- known for 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Y- known for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke up with Mr X.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Y is a rebound love,&lt;br /&gt;who turned out to be someone&lt;br /&gt;who got her thinking about &lt;br /&gt;for the past months close to a year and there after.Patched back with X and too afraid to tell Y so she kept her distance from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After patching back with X, she realises she fell for her rebound Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we solve this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys with answers do tag me sugguestions. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiow chin chow......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-4786843578919256284?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/4786843578919256284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/03/u-made-me-remember-u-forever-in-2-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>like omg, im such a bum when it comes to updating blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too busy will be updating soon, so watch this space yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-560167613627145048?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/560167613627145048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-bum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/560167613627145048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/560167613627145048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-bum.html' title='me the bum.'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-2360380702979009729</id><published>2010-02-06T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:53:59.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im done im through...</title><content type='html'>by the time you read this, i hope u realise, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing for us right now is a break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i need a break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a want, BUT a NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant live my life in constant fear that u'd cheat on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need now is to be fucking free from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so fucking hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what feel right now is just to stab a fucking knife in your heart and rip it apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got a school, i realise, i finally got back that confidence to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may hurt, but i hope its for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, everytime i try to picture us together now in the near future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i cry right now, i really don't want u to be my shoulder anymore.&lt;br /&gt;neither were u patient enough to be there even if i didn't need u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wana waste any minute of my life cry for you in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe someone out there would be there for me more than u were for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u think u are the best there is, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that i can't get anyone better than you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd prove you wrong. u have my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do hope that leaving you right now would be the best thing that ever happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-2360380702979009729?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/2360380702979009729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-done-im-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/2360380702979009729'/><link 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What? Boy: Next time i see you, don’t wear that skirt again, it’s too revealing Girl: Why? I thought you loved that skirt&lt;br /&gt; Boy: Next time, wear something that reaches to your ankles&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Ok whatever&lt;br /&gt; Boy: A dress that reaches to your ankles.. and wear long white gloves that reach to your elbows&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What?&lt;br /&gt; Boy: Trust me&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What are you trying to do? Hide me from everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Do up your hair as well real pretty&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Are you listening to what i’m saying? You’re so conservative, don’t choke me like this… Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I’m dead serious.&lt;br /&gt; Girl: You know i dont like guys who boss me around&lt;br /&gt; Boy: … Wear a veil&lt;br /&gt;Girl: … what?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Wear this ring too&lt;br /&gt;Girl: ….&lt;br /&gt; Boy: Marry Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (originally from rikonai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet right???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-286734784823832191?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/286734784823832191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-check-this-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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hey. i went to cck swimming pool tday, bored.&lt;br /&gt;watched meet the morgans the other day. u guys shuld check it out.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im in the toilet nw bloggin on the mobile phone. pathetic n bored right. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-1187375598373421152?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/1187375598373421152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored-in-toilet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/1187375598373421152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/1187375598373421152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored-in-toilet.html' title='bored in the toilet?'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-4097118481614725889</id><published>2010-01-06T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:54:40.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im feeling really unAppreciated..</title><content type='html'>a random song i was listening to, by a group called Cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i cleared the air yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out a couple of stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really hurt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the excruciating pain inside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me feel like he doesn't deserve me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying my hardest right now to move on like i promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i feel like i wished i died now, to see him suffer for my loss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i hope he realises the wrongs he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was totally disappointed when he gave me an excuse that he was blog hopping and he read her blog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like "come on? how would u feel when i tell u that i ever snogged another guy besides you?" which i totally didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really really really hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean all this while, while im living with you, who am i then when read her blog, knowing one day i will find out, and id hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope after yesterday, you'd learn to treat me like im not supposed to be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a vow to myself, i am going to be successful one day, like really successful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id be so confident in myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be afraid to make the best moves for my own good in life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a point in everybody's life that they'd learn to move on in life, regardless of the different roads and signs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i would do what i have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i still somewhat love him, i hope and pray things get better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyaallah, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we still keep strong to our promises...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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unAppreciated..'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-5171268458762316071</id><published>2010-01-05T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:40:54.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom is self suicidal. shoot me dead now.</title><content type='html'>alright, here i am on an off day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly cleaning up the room, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not, blogging, watching clips and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dann is trying to escape not cleaning the room by going to the gym, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup and me stuck here alone at home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways was reading perez hilton's blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/S0LdVRmOyUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aFF4LDEh47k/s1600-h/perez.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/S0LdVRmOyUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aFF4LDEh47k/s320/perez.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423140258878245186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like omg,i didn't know this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perez hilton is gay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooo prehistoric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs, yup,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he posted some new stuff there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out some stuff bout the celebrity gossip world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesha,most famous by her recent song, Tick Tok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, she's a Bisexual,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she like boys and girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was omg! i loved her song, and she's a bi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i loved Jay z's new song, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sample remake of the oldies song, Forever Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvJzQB1iDro"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then chiaow chin chow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-5171268458762316071?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/S0LdVRmOyUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aFF4LDEh47k/s72-c/perez.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-9214175158926894111</id><published>2010-01-01T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:40:22.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously a shout out to Sahira u bitch!</title><content type='html'>yo, seriously, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get load of yourself, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still owe u a slap on your face because u know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u stupid big bitch homo ass have caused me a lifetime of hatred,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what u did with dann, i wouldn't know, but sometimes, u gotta know who's the third party here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, coz i swear to u one day i am gotta make your life miserable, burn ur conspicuous body in the depths of hell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously bitch, i am not done with you, and you have not seen the last of Siti Aryanee yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-9214175158926894111?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/9214175158926894111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/01/seriously-shout-out-to-sahira-u-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/9214175158926894111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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some ridiculous customers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous crowds, non stop, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best is time flew by without having me noticing that i was working at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona go to work in a couple of mins i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday me and dann went to the countdown party thingy at woodlands. damn it sucks big time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was totally not enjoying it at all. went there for dann's and fir's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to be snobbish by saying that being there was my cup of tea, but it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and dan got into a fight, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish the old him was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new him is just so obsessed to make himself look good all the time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like he spends more hours for himself than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though he's literally physically there with me, but some part of me says he's not there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like the ghost boyfriend type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duunoe, it seems like i too have been different these few days, i just wana keep myself away from him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like i wana make myself not know him anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it'd be easier for me when the statement he made yesterday came true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i will learn to let go of you one day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, even he's so called friends didn't believe in us, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didn't believe in us, maybe its time that i too do the same, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz right now, whoever dann is right now, is not who i wana be with till anytime near the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever he yells at me, (he never used to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if he's just another monster, a jerk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing i knew, my heart literally hurts inside, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt the pain, the hurt, the hate towards him so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about us now so much... only time can tell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-6674740826580641264?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/6674740826580641264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2010/01/haizzzz-2010-is-just-another-day-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6674740826580641264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days late as usual,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been caught up at work, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time for bloggings and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, haha! im on my day off today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and dan went on our usu dates, caught bodyguards and assassins!&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sztorl93FlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KPcNWEA44gc/s1600-h/Bodyguards_and_Assassins_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sztorl93FlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KPcNWEA44gc/s320/Bodyguards_and_Assassins_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421041674605762130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my ratings, 3.5 out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fighting scene were good, but not as highly anticipating as i thought it would be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to see like almost all the characters in the movie died, just to see China undergo revolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i totally didn't understand where the plots of the show were going,but slowly, i forced myself to pay attention to the show and finally understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and dan had lunch at KFC,&lt;br /&gt;one of the cheapest food outlets that has mediocre foods that's worth the money, and worth filling up the space in my empty grumbling stomach.. headed home, dan played soccer, i cleaned up our room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. anyways, was into beat making earlier. yes!hopefully this one's gona be a great one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; here is where i end my day's blogging, coz i gotta go to bed, work work work tommorow. 9am to 5pm shift. wohoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, chiaow chin chow!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-5720352591886629892?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/5720352591886629892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-i-think-im-gona-be-busy-these-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5720352591886629892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5720352591886629892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-i-think-im-gona-be-busy-these-few.html' title='like i think im gona be busy these few days as usual..'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sztorl93FlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KPcNWEA44gc/s72-c/Bodyguards_and_Assassins_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-5570950679684902609</id><published>2009-12-21T10:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:33:50.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like hi people...-_-"</title><content type='html'>ahahs, was bored, on my day off. Dann's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im working on Christmas, that means double pay! yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dann's jealous! wakakakah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am getting the days off that i deserve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew! like finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like baking cupcakes today for no apparent reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways was researching on cupcakes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow it got to me that i wana make cupcakes like these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7cIEgalyI/AAAAAAAAATk/D2HSJQdH6D0/s1600-h/cupcake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7cIEgalyI/AAAAAAAAATk/D2HSJQdH6D0/s320/cupcake1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417509432980051746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7cd0NRbmI/AAAAAAAAATs/kgtpHFARZ-I/s1600-h/cupcake2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7cd0NRbmI/AAAAAAAAATs/kgtpHFARZ-I/s320/cupcake2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417509806561914466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7co1PVj3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/F4QmnKOQFFo/s1600-h/cupcake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7co1PVj3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/F4QmnKOQFFo/s320/cupcake3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417509995817570162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're like so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get a simple recipe for chocolate cupcake fro the web!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chocolate Cupcakes&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 1/3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;    * 1/4 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;    * 3/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;    * 1/8 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;    * 3 tablespoons butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 1/2 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;    * 3/4 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Line a muffin pan with paper or foil liners. Sift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, cocoa and salt. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;   2. In a large bowl, cream together the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Add the eggs one at a time, beating well with each addition, then stir in the vanilla. Add the flour mixture alternately with the milk; beat well. Fill the muffin cups 3/4 full.&lt;br /&gt;   3. Bake for 15 to 17 minutes in the preheated oven, or until a toothpick inserted into the cake comes out clean. Frost with your favorite frosting when cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.. chow chin chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-5570950679684902609?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/5570950679684902609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-hi-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5570950679684902609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5570950679684902609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-hi-people.html' title='like hi people...-_-&quot;'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sy7cIEgalyI/AAAAAAAAATk/D2HSJQdH6D0/s72-c/cupcake1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-6008846869148382199</id><published>2009-12-19T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:45:11.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you like i used too.I really love you.Muahs</title><content type='html'>Danial blogging on be half of Aryanee, his GIRLFRIEND. &lt;br /&gt;She is huggin me now and offered to massage my body.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i really do love her and i can smell her smelly feet from yesterday work.&lt;br /&gt;She is walking away from me now and claimed that "You smell my feet mana bau!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Commercial break~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She approach me and asked me to smell her feet.&lt;br /&gt;Who she think she is.Queen feet ah!Jk jk.Love my sayang&lt;br /&gt;And now she claimed that the baju stinks since we went fishing just now.&lt;br /&gt;She spanked my butt because i was not convince that it was her baju.&lt;br /&gt;We went fishing just now.Had fun.Guess it was a date.Oh yeah it was a date.&lt;br /&gt;It was only both of us.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone down there thinks that it was my 1st time going fishing and crab catching.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like What tha F.&lt;br /&gt;I just listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;Learn a few new things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryanee went for a bathe and now she insist on smelling her.Yeah&lt;br /&gt;She smell wonderful.Nice.&lt;br /&gt;She still insist&lt;br /&gt;She is pestering me&lt;br /&gt;"You must betul-betul smell"&lt;br /&gt;and now she is scolding me&lt;br /&gt;"I dont want to friend you ah,waste my time.Watch Tv better"&lt;br /&gt;What Tha F right?&lt;br /&gt;Ahahs..That is Aryanee&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;I shall publish now.&lt;br /&gt;Lot to say..but you know me..Im always lazy..been awhile since i blog.&lt;br /&gt;Might start again soon&lt;br /&gt;New account for a journal and of course facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...&lt;br /&gt;I love Aryanee...She's cute as hell!ahahs..&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinkin lately..I need her by my side and i guess she needs me too..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...Good night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commercial break and news is OVA!(over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course She's happy now since she smell good and uh..i talk abt her.&lt;br /&gt;Love you Sitti Aryanee bte Jorhari&lt;br /&gt;Cathay spelling of her nametag&lt;br /&gt;"SITTI"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit tee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahs...Bye sayang's blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-6008846869148382199?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/6008846869148382199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-like-i-used-tooi-really-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6008846869148382199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6008846869148382199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-like-i-used-tooi-really-love.html' title='I love you like i used too.I really love you.Muahs'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-3039269760500836592</id><published>2009-12-15T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:48:31.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey hey</title><content type='html'>hey peeps, yup&lt;br /&gt;sorry ive been busy working at cathay, making new friends and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, its been fun and tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is i get free tickets everytime! we gt to watch movies whenever we're free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made great friends.. hoefully they're not like those friends we made who only took me and dann for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're nice peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been posted to counter duties wherelse dann is the usher/runner who handles the rest of movie goers experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my 3rd day, i was assigned to the mini bar, ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like omg i had to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by 4th day i got my own staff card!!!! awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my day off, and yeah! we're gonna watch couple's retreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiow chin chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-3039269760500836592?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-5083912406011941842</id><published>2009-11-30T15:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:33:13.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey! im back!</title><content type='html'>it was like soooooooooooooooooo long since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda been busy these few days and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! anyways, let me catch up with ya with all the things i have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been camping for like 2 days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying life AT down town east, Wild wild Wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music making, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaning roomy, helping alot round the house,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and picnicking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes just yesterday, fishing and crab catching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some pics of what we caught! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SxN_jiPDSHI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZiFTEdOI2xU/s1600/CIMG5768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SxN_jiPDSHI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZiFTEdOI2xU/s320/CIMG5768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409807825864181874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SxOKf9_h75I/AAAAAAAAATc/ww_p5oAZcuY/s1600/CIMG5772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SxOKf9_h75I/AAAAAAAAATc/ww_p5oAZcuY/s320/CIMG5772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409819859223703442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how big the fish is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... catch up again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao chin ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-5083912406011941842?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/5083912406011941842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5083912406011941842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5083912406011941842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-im-back.html' title='hey hey! im back!'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SxN_jiPDSHI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZiFTEdOI2xU/s72-c/CIMG5768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-1007673504412998982</id><published>2009-11-16T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:45:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends? or foe?</title><content type='html'>alright, seriously, i gotta bring up this topic about the type of friends circling you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read up somethings over the net and realise its like 101% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all friends mean good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they harm you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these types of friends are called Toxic friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona share abit of the article, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep note in mind that these types are people do exist in your circle of friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gotta identify them for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Phony: Always pretending to be something she's not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: seriously, sometimes you just wished that people like these would get a hard bitch ass slap in the face to make them realise that its time to wake up and stop making up your imaginative life you've been lying about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The User: Uses you for her own purposes or goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: okay for these bunch they come around often, for me, if seen through these people alot. They want my homeworks, cigarettes, and mostly a treat for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;wake up people i don't grow money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Betrayer: Double-crosses you and stabs you in the back  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: okay these are the most annoying bunch ever! like seriously, put yourself in my shoes first before you do that to me. i mean come on! just realise it please that hypocritical people like you will end up in trouble with karma. what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Cheater: Steals or messes around with your romantic partner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: you guys are so 2nd handed people. get your own. what would you feel if u had a husband/wife and i slept with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Exposer: Discloses  your confidences, tells your personal business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;my view:someone needs to put some shit in their pieholes for these bunch.&lt;br /&gt;dude, what would you do if i told the world you slept with your sister's boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;total savage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Abuser: Abuses you verbally, physcially, sexually, emotionally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: easy just kick them in the nuts for guys&lt;br /&gt;                   pull her hair and shave her bald!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The Self-Centered: Concerned with her own wants and needs not yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: like hello, you live in a world! A WORLD. so SHARE! learn to give and not always take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The Criticizer: Extremely critical and finds fault in everything you do  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my views: you guys are not that perfect after all. so shave your conjoined eyebrows if you know what i mean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The Regulator: Needs to control you and the friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: seriously get these bunch of people some leash, chain them on the neck for a day. see how they like it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The One Upper: Always trying to be one up on you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my view: if you think your better than me, then why are you still here?      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiow chin chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-1007673504412998982?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/1007673504412998982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-or-foe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/1007673504412998982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/1007673504412998982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends-or-foe.html' title='friends? or foe?'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-7310899363835094064</id><published>2009-11-10T23:43:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:05:05.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skipping blogging is a very bad habit i gota kick...</title><content type='html'>okay, so here i am, gona talk bout what hppend 3 days ago i think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what happend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan asked me out on a date to finally catch jennifer's body,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u guys are tending to catch that movie, im telling ya don't unless u wana spend like  6 to 10 buck oggling at miss megan there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, every scene is nda predictable, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea it sucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jennifer eats the boys, coz she was sacrificed before but didnt die and became a demon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friend dork, tries to save the day but gets bitten by her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she kills her but becomes a demon herself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; booooooooooooo... boring!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway before tht met haikal and fir to accompany them burn their papers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz its the end of sec sch studying for them also for dann too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the pics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmL9qibixI/AAAAAAAAASE/PRd12lGjt5w/s1600-h/CIMG5539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmL9qibixI/AAAAAAAAASE/PRd12lGjt5w/s320/CIMG5539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402503119514602258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiots posing.. sheehs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmMTlBNrUI/AAAAAAAAASM/ewnxxusNpxs/s1600-h/CIMG5547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmMTlBNrUI/AAAAAAAAASM/ewnxxusNpxs/s320/CIMG5547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402503495990226242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then back home me and dan cam whored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmMsf_di_I/AAAAAAAAASU/tz3WFcJ5_DI/s1600-h/CIMG5548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmMsf_di_I/AAAAAAAAASU/tz3WFcJ5_DI/s320/CIMG5548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402503924137430002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmM8Yue9VI/AAAAAAAAASc/t3xKacx734A/s1600-h/CIMG5556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmM8Yue9VI/AAAAAAAAASc/t3xKacx734A/s320/CIMG5556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402504197065078098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmNJdLfdTI/AAAAAAAAASk/5-528RRxtCE/s1600-h/CIMG5557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmNJdLfdTI/AAAAAAAAASk/5-528RRxtCE/s320/CIMG5557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402504421598786866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmNVLM_QpI/AAAAAAAAASs/0-lQqO9LDZI/s1600-h/CIMG5560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmNVLM_QpI/AAAAAAAAASs/0-lQqO9LDZI/s320/CIMG5560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402504622931657362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dann here thinking it was cute stretching in the middle of the road,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmNsz5CVHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zOhM_ufc1ak/s1600-h/CIMG5563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmNsz5CVHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zOhM_ufc1ak/s320/CIMG5563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402505028990817394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmOIrdyUCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lN-xVBxZUvo/s1600-h/CIMG5565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmOIrdyUCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lN-xVBxZUvo/s320/CIMG5565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402505507765375010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then just now when i was reading tabie's blog, went through the links she put up, un fortunately i clicked on one of her friend's lins then i read her blog, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmOl5qZxQI/AAAAAAAAATE/ml5paAsTWEc/s1600-h/botak+busted.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmOl5qZxQI/AAAAAAAAATE/ml5paAsTWEc/s320/botak+busted.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402506009792595202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmOwCqmfAI/AAAAAAAAATM/kSDWM1CQkGQ/s1600-h/botak+busted+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmOwCqmfAI/AAAAAAAAATM/kSDWM1CQkGQ/s320/botak+busted+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402506184008039426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like eh... looks familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh botak!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur busted. like finally yes! i finally uncovered haikal's mystery gal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahas. busted botak!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so evil. ahahs, anyways, chiao chin chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-7310899363835094064?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/7310899363835094064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/skipping-blogging-is-very-bad-habit-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/7310899363835094064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/7310899363835094064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/skipping-blogging-is-very-bad-habit-i.html' title='skipping blogging is a very bad habit i gota kick...'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvmL9qibixI/AAAAAAAAASE/PRd12lGjt5w/s72-c/CIMG5539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-6659380447670017086</id><published>2009-11-08T18:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:40:25.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i DO NOT date this men</title><content type='html'>part 2 of today's entries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ya guys, i read this article on msn relationships,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found it quite interesting so i wana share it with all of u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Do not date THIS guy&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p class="articleabstract"&gt;As the sayings go, "the sky is the limit" and "there are many fish in the sea". But, there are just some 'fish' that are going to cause you a real tummy ache if you eat them - so much more pain than pleasure. Here are a list of those you should be looking out for and steering clear off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="articleabstract"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadAyS8jYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/c4whclbuFJ8/s1600-h/no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadAyS8jYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/c4whclbuFJ8/s320/no.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401677439904288130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find yourself constantly being let down by the men you date and bouncing between being single and in a relationship as often as Jessica Simpson? The problem isn't you; it's the men you're dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holes in your dating sieve are currently bigger than the one we have in the ozone layer, and its allowing any man who shows you even the smallest morsel of attention into your life. You need to tighten the reins on your life and raising the dating bar. It's a huge experiment requiring lots of trial and error, but there are certain men who don't even deserve an ounce of your attention. And, once you know what to look for, it's not too hard to sift through the rest of the dating pool to find Mr Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, until Mr Right does come along, here's a list of guys you should definitely banish from your list of potential options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadcRMQimI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bCc_HQjM9eI/s1600-h/th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadcRMQimI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bCc_HQjM9eI/s320/th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401677912054205026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tin Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotionally unavailable man has been the pitfall of many single women. Yet, he's the easiest of the species to spot. So why do we get ourselves into such a mess with him when we usually know early on that it would sooner snow in Singapore before you can get him to commit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“These women really believe that they can change a man's mind about being with them, or they simply make themselves believe they can, because they feel like they have no other choice,” explains Sally Reeves* a relationship counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's usually a reason why these men can't commit. Your job isn't to figure out why that reason has come to be, but instead, if it's a reason that's actually good enough for you. If it is, then may be you need to look at yourself and ask "why don't I find somebody who is ready for commitment?" says Susan Jeffers, author of 'Opening Our Hearts To Men.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadvZ28joI/AAAAAAAAARE/FopBIxCx5bY/s1600-h/playa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadvZ28joI/AAAAAAAAARE/FopBIxCx5bY/s320/playa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401678240798248578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Playa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the perfect lover, makes you feel like you're the queen of his world and that he's perched you high above a pedestal away from any other woman in his sight. He's well-dressed, charming, witty, funny, and his manners are impeccable. He's out to make an impact on the women he makes, and he'll definitely make that impact on you...and every other woman that tickles his fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every woman will come across at least one of this kind in her lifetime, and while the charm and attention may be extremely flattering, don't be fooled. You know you'll be nursing a broken heart when he gets bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Svad8q0Lt8I/AAAAAAAAARM/HMGgpSqwWtg/s1600-h/mummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Svad8q0Lt8I/AAAAAAAAARM/HMGgpSqwWtg/s320/mummy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401678468688361410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Western cultures, any 20something year old man still living under his parent's roof would (almost literally) be laughed out of house and home. While the same concept cannot be applied here in Asia, it's not hard to spot a mummy's boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs aren't even subtle. He's always going to choose is mum (or aunt or sister) over you. And while there may be times he's hesitant about making that decision, make no mistake, the end outcome will always be the same: Mum 1 - You 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse, when things don't work out, he'll believe that the issues lay with you not trying hard enough to get along with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvaeKJYLLCI/AAAAAAAAARU/6sODE6HMzKI/s1600-h/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvaeKJYLLCI/AAAAAAAAARU/6sODE6HMzKI/s320/time.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401678700230683682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Sri Lambat (a.k.a. Sir Late-A-Lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he knows he's made an appointment to meet you at a certain time, yet can't be bothered to plan around that accordingly, he's pretty much saying, "I'm unreliable, disorganised and I don't really respect your time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Every time you break a time promise there is a consequence and you are sending a subtle message to the person you stood up that they are less important than you or whatever you were doing” Karen Kawalec*, a behavioral specialist and counsellor from the UK. "Do this enough, and you’ll strain the relationship you have with this person for the long term. It also says that you aren’t responsible, reliable, or maybe even sincere and honest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvaeZ1wjBcI/AAAAAAAAARc/U2HWrmIeE0M/s1600-h/oimh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvaeZ1wjBcI/AAAAAAAAARc/U2HWrmIeE0M/s320/oimh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401678969842107842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Office-Is-My-Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We applaud men with ambition. We applaud their dreams and aspirations and seriously, that go-getter attitude is sexy! But there's a time and place for everyone, and no job needs to be worked at all day, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, the workaholic is always well-dressed with impeccable manners and an admirable knowledge of many things. He knows how to make you feel like a real lady. On the other hand, dinner dates (if they hadn't already been cancelled) will usually turn into a solo affair, with you picking at the food while he screams down the phone about some deal or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we're not going to relegate all workaholics to the no-fly zone of dead beat men. You'll have to exercise some discretion, and patience, to sort through the ones you can deal with and the absolute no-hopers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Svaev-ab5RI/AAAAAAAAARk/iILp-Jqu5pY/s1600-h/whiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Svaev-ab5RI/AAAAAAAAARk/iILp-Jqu5pY/s320/whiny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401679350122407186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Whiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy's self-esteem has fallen so low, it's almost made friends with the Hobbits of middle Earth. But, he doesn't think it's his fault; it's always someone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maira*, a psychologist of 10 years says, “as an adult, pity becomes a burden. It's almost endearing for a child to be sucking its thumb and clutching a blanket. For an adult, well... you're not going win a whole lot of admiration among your peers! Pity disconnects you. It disconnects you from yourself, from other people, from your world, and from your won control.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His constant belief that he is the victim means he's always seeking attention and becomes distressed when he feels he isn't getting what he needs. While some women's overpowering maternal instinct draws them to men like this, eventually, they will get tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvafJzq-d1I/AAAAAAAAARs/Y60FxyB__SY/s1600-h/qt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvafJzq-d1I/AAAAAAAAARs/Y60FxyB__SY/s320/qt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401679793915590482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Quick Trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, everyone lies. But, this lying leech has an excuse for e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of you relationship, the fibs were subtle. You knew there was something not quite right about his explanation but he backed it up with something solid, so you let him get away with it. But, the more he gets away with, the bigger his lies get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's like he couldn't help himself and was addicted to lying!" says Shauna* of her ex. "I used to believe him at first because they were just little things, but eventually, they became so frequent, and sometimes were even so ridiculous I actually felt embarrased for him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Svafb5NxU3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hk6NbN2flZg/s1600-h/texter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Svafb5NxU3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hk6NbN2flZg/s320/texter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401680104641352562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ex Texter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with being friends and keeping in touch with your ex, but too much contact can prove detrimental to future relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you continue an emotional relationship with someone instead of letting go, you will usually have subconscious feelings for them or realise that the feelings never went away, which can be damaging to new or potential relationships,” Sally* says. “But, you get a rush from doing it and from hearing back, and it's naughty, yet safe in its own right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvafqvfPmgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UDCZLBbSMos/s1600-h/gamer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvafqvfPmgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UDCZLBbSMos/s320/gamer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401680359728323074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Game Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with a man and his game console...unless he chooses it over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the broad sense, it’s (consoles) a substitute for social interaction, or just another outlet” explains Ken Lee*, who works in a computer games outlet. “Computer games represent an individual challenge for men and can be a way of relaxing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, gaming to men is what shopping is to women - therapy. But, that doesn't mean we shop all the time. The absolute danger sign ladies, is when he calls in sick at work because (a) he didn't sleep the night before battling zombies or (b) he needs the day to advance to the next level. When that happens, either 'accidentally' trip and spill a mug of hot tea over the console, or, if you fear that may endanger your life lest he rage at you, just leave his keys by the door and leave. You'll be better of for doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-6659380447670017086?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/6659380447670017086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-not-date-this-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6659380447670017086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6659380447670017086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-not-date-this-men.html' title='i DO NOT date this men'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvadAyS8jYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/c4whclbuFJ8/s72-c/no.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-6538222964329910917</id><published>2009-11-07T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:05:36.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jerks will be jerks</title><content type='html'>i am really upset,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan promised he'd change and i too made a promise to change. but seems like i've been the only one changing,i've always allowed him to spend time "exercising" playing soccer and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im left always alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so... angry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a jerk yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'd rather choose to spend time with soccer than me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, don't blame me when i start school, i find every means to not go home early and  stay in school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, he'd be the one who lives up to his friend's bet that we are over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time he does this im like wtf, hello? u play soccer EVERYTIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to be the one who comes out with ideas where to go? ask him out to eat and all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of being a girl friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i ask myself, i don't want to be the only one existing in this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now im trying my best to be as patient as ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-6538222964329910917?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/6538222964329910917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/jerks-will-be-jerks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6538222964329910917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6538222964329910917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/jerks-will-be-jerks.html' title='jerks will be jerks'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-6013414344892271109</id><published>2009-11-07T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:13:27.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey peeps,</title><content type='html'>okay i promised u guys about the pics,well here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT6dyq3O8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/UnmFWSIzJag/s1600-h/CIMG5489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT6dyq3O8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/UnmFWSIzJag/s320/CIMG5489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217242848771010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's dan.&lt;br /&gt;i don't what's up with the pose, so don't as me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT7EL9bmeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DxUMUNw-yAA/s1600-h/CIMG5495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT7EL9bmeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DxUMUNw-yAA/s320/CIMG5495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217902472567266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's azfar, dan's lil bro, i got this snapshot, i like the water splashing effect on it. super awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT7tXLdJYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CKHYG6ZuATU/s1600-h/CIMG5500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT7tXLdJYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CKHYG6ZuATU/s320/CIMG5500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401218609858815362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were crab catching, playing sand castles picniking, bbqing, the tides got higher, stronger, guess what, i didnt take the pics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i was having too much fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haahahas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i was on the jetty crab catching when i spotted this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT8ZhJnllI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BepomogQIZw/s1600-h/CIMG5500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT8ZhJnllI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BepomogQIZw/s320/CIMG5500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401219368449709650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir's sand scooper!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed away from the shorelines!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while bbq i noticed, some bunch of pigeons feeding on a chicken wing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however they all got scared off when haikal persistently stompped his feet like a 3 year old,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get snap one which didn't left, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still wanting that piece of wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT9fhIpLtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/X_gzV9-N7YQ/s1600-h/CIMG5503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT9fhIpLtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/X_gzV9-N7YQ/s320/CIMG5503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401220571036462802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun throughout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan suggested we all posed for his trademark the grinch smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT-8MiOeKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8CTRjjdLDqI/s1600-h/Grinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT-8MiOeKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8CTRjjdLDqI/s320/Grinch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401222163234453666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first was dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_N3SJcqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-TQoN8AACjU/s1600-h/CIMG5520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_N3SJcqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-TQoN8AACjU/s320/CIMG5520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401222466767516322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_bG1BVHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lrmD_-LcXzQ/s1600-h/CIMG5519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_bG1BVHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lrmD_-LcXzQ/s320/CIMG5519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401222694278616178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then haikal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_naIWH1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/7Dj4-EbPTeY/s1600-h/CIMG5525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_naIWH1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/7Dj4-EbPTeY/s320/CIMG5525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401222905618374482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which should have been like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_0S1V3yI/AAAAAAAAAPU/KqsPuWGjrrg/s1600-h/haikal+pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT_0S1V3yI/AAAAAAAAAPU/KqsPuWGjrrg/s320/haikal+pirate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223126997917474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs, jk botak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then azam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUAGfIsW3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RYT2o0vFLyQ/s1600-h/CIMG5526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUAGfIsW3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RYT2o0vFLyQ/s320/CIMG5526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223439537953650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUASzaRGoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/u1mqQ48XIY0/s1600-h/CIMG5527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUASzaRGoI/AAAAAAAAAPk/u1mqQ48XIY0/s320/CIMG5527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223651138804354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i looked so constipated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then group photo! azfar left early so minus azfar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUAl-b0IaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BmnlTPUqVVQ/s1600-h/CIMG5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUAl-b0IaI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BmnlTPUqVVQ/s320/CIMG5529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223980515598754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fir had this voguelicious pose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUA8JYJe3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/xoJe3qFnGkQ/s1600-h/CIMG5532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUA8JYJe3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/xoJe3qFnGkQ/s320/CIMG5532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401224361410132850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which should have been like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUBIhSb1sI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OdPUA3w5-4w/s1600-h/fir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUBIhSb1sI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OdPUA3w5-4w/s320/fir.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401224573987051202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs, ur welcome fir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an oh i forgot to show the crabs we caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUBb-uPatI/AAAAAAAAAQE/i2hDfmHe2jA/s1600-h/jpeg297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvUBb-uPatI/AAAAAAAAAQE/i2hDfmHe2jA/s320/jpeg297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401224908305820370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some other photo's im lazy to put up, mayb next time yea.. ahahs gona watch the mtv ema awards, so toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiao chin chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-6013414344892271109?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/6013414344892271109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-peeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6013414344892271109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6013414344892271109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-peeps.html' title='hey peeps,'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvT6dyq3O8I/AAAAAAAAAOM/UnmFWSIzJag/s72-c/CIMG5489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-4115611181620385319</id><published>2009-11-06T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:25:28.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too tired to blog,</title><content type='html'>hey guys, &lt;br /&gt;im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sembawang beach to catch crabs and had a lil mini picnic celebration thingy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too exhausted to blog so, will catch up with interesting details of today tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will put up the pics. so take note of that. see u tomorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiao chin chiow,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-4115611181620385319?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/4115611181620385319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-tired-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/4115611181620385319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/4115611181620385319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/too-tired-to-blog.html' title='too tired to blog,'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-6950160580727249054</id><published>2009-11-05T09:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:57:24.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>part 2 of todAY's blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo check out this music video,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called fuck you by Lily Allen,&lt;br /&gt;god i love this British bitch, ahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her songs are always so... id don't know how to describe it,maybe i think straight forward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/k42tz6O48ZU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/k42tz6O48ZU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this part i love so much, so damn catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIwgSCdrAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SySBdZAy4AM/s1600-h/f+you.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIwgSCdrAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SySBdZAy4AM/s200/f+you.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400432234326764546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome song if u have someone u hate or dislike around you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sending the right message. huhu!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;chiow chin ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-6950160580727249054?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/6950160580727249054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6950160580727249054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/6950160580727249054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIwgSCdrAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SySBdZAy4AM/s72-c/f+you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-4157015048073980099</id><published>2009-11-05T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:38:49.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woke up freezing..</title><content type='html'>yo hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning, looked outside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIp4ak5uII/AAAAAAAAANs/qugQu7Q-4dY/s1600-h/jpeg290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIp4ak5uII/AAAAAAAAANs/qugQu7Q-4dY/s200/jpeg290.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400424952354158722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dann is having his poa o levels right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my own breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wacacacac!!!kahpow!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIqkllXLgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NtaW2lHx0NU/s1600-h/jpeg288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIqkllXLgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NtaW2lHx0NU/s200/jpeg288.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400425711223123458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an "egg tofu cheese burger", i think... ahahs,  &lt;br /&gt;and some tofu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIq9ZU3FLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/v_-4ku0OuIs/s1600-h/jpeg289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIq9ZU3FLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/v_-4ku0OuIs/s200/jpeg289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400426137429415090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan the recipe for the burger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, here's my bit of it, i created this so to those who wana use my recipe, it copy right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Egg tofu cheese burger&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 egg,(to be fried)&lt;br /&gt;1 tofu {in sg slang its Tahu} ( to be cut into lil pieces and fried)&lt;br /&gt;1 bun bread&lt;br /&gt;1 slice of chedder cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation:&lt;br /&gt;you just stack them up together in the bun! WALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it done and that simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs. enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-4157015048073980099?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/4157015048073980099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/woke-up-freezing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/4157015048073980099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/4157015048073980099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/woke-up-freezing.html' title='woke up freezing..'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvIp4ak5uII/AAAAAAAAANs/qugQu7Q-4dY/s72-c/jpeg290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-2299919794736714661</id><published>2009-11-04T11:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:50:23.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ola.. raining like sia these few days..</title><content type='html'>okay i posted up something yesterday, but had to delete due infringement purposes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my intention, to those who read it, was to convey to u, that i wasn't nice to hear that when u guys talked about it like that, okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im so addicted to this song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkFgam5jJGo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DkFgam5jJGo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like omg,&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop singing that inside my head,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, did i tell ya i lost my voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, now i can't talk much my throat is very dry and painful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, wait i forgot to put up the pics the other day when me and dann were playing in the rain WHEN SUDDENLY, the thunder clapped so fucking loud!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic were taken only after we reached home,&lt;br /&gt;we were so damn drenched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD4OfG2OcI/AAAAAAAAANE/8MMq-HhdHYs/s1600-h/jpeg282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD4OfG2OcI/AAAAAAAAANE/8MMq-HhdHYs/s200/jpeg282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400088880969300418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i and dann went for a lil swim, rained halfway with thunders and lightnings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walked to cwp,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was craving for fish and chips and mushroom soup,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD5MFfqdLI/AAAAAAAAANM/xcP_mGx8cV8/s1600-h/jpeg286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD5MFfqdLI/AAAAAAAAANM/xcP_mGx8cV8/s200/jpeg286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400089939245954226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD5X451XKI/AAAAAAAAANU/3ovcUfENr5o/s1600-h/jpeg285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD5X451XKI/AAAAAAAAANU/3ovcUfENr5o/s200/jpeg285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400090142024490146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, dan tried to be funny, he made rojak out of the leftover food he ordered, which was hokkien noodles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD58MmO-OI/AAAAAAAAANc/BKAkaJWTyew/s1600-h/jpeg287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD58MmO-OI/AAAAAAAAANc/BKAkaJWTyew/s200/jpeg287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400090765786282210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treated myself with malboro ice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD6kFDmJwI/AAAAAAAAANk/NsTTjDaqX-M/s1600-h/mi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD6kFDmJwI/AAAAAAAAANk/NsTTjDaqX-M/s200/mi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400091450956719874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met tab and her bf too yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i gtg, will blog soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiao chin chow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;p.s;-&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people put up walls not to block out others,but to see who cares enough to tear it down...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-2299919794736714661?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/2299919794736714661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ola-raining-like-sia-these-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/2299919794736714661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/2299919794736714661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ola-raining-like-sia-these-few-days.html' title='ola.. raining like sia these few days..'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SvD4OfG2OcI/AAAAAAAAANE/8MMq-HhdHYs/s72-c/jpeg282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-7907398039963322096</id><published>2009-10-31T17:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:45:16.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alright i skipped 2 days of blogging,</title><content type='html'>hey, was so caught up with things, &lt;br /&gt; and a lil too tired to blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was like rain day for me, rained all day and night even till this morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thin its gonna start raining soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay a lil bit about what happend yesterday, (like duh?? i cant entirely remb everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fetch dann at busstop coz it rained, otw home, dann came up with this idea to eat half boiled eggs, toast and tea c at the foodcourt above admiralty place, since it was raining, it was a nice feeling,&lt;br /&gt;just having simple local delights admist the rare visits of such weather like that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwCkV10bYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7fcUp7YTECE/s1600-h/jpeg266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwCkV10bYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7fcUp7YTECE/s320/jpeg266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398692876671806850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwCwxmFqzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TUJtZ6NgxdI/s1600-h/jpeg269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwCwxmFqzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/TUJtZ6NgxdI/s320/jpeg269.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398693090280450866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwEaofo75I/AAAAAAAAAM0/PDf-KxfOs_g/s1600-h/jpeg267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwEaofo75I/AAAAAAAAAM0/PDf-KxfOs_g/s320/jpeg267.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398694908903616402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr that evening, i finished up a beat i was working on earlier that same night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great satisfaction and accomplishment, will be recording soon, so keep a look out for the release alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was raining, okay its starting to rain alr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, when i look out the window right now, i saw,this senoko power thingy burning stuff, and u can practically see the smoke, very thick and white, sometimes gray,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get a snapshot, &lt;br /&gt;check it out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwG4qsNaFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ak21FJdiee0/s1600-h/jpeg276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwG4qsNaFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ak21FJdiee0/s320/jpeg276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398697623912540242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog again soon, so be right back ltr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chow chin chiow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-7907398039963322096?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/7907398039963322096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/alright-i-skipped-2-days-of-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/7907398039963322096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/7907398039963322096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/alright-i-skipped-2-days-of-blogging.html' title='alright i skipped 2 days of blogging,'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuwCkV10bYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7fcUp7YTECE/s72-c/jpeg266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-5935103832860993603</id><published>2009-10-29T21:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:31:44.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, day 2 part 2,</title><content type='html'>okay, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogged in the morning, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now part 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay went to jb, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initally wanted to catch a movie, called Jennifer's body at causeway point with dann, but since he bought up the thing that his parents wanted to go jb, and i remb, he wanted so much to go coz it has been a long time, i gave in, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SumjvEZob5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/qTz36Y8hrtw/s1600-h/jb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SumjvEZob5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/qTz36Y8hrtw/s320/jb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398025657410678674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what they say, u gotta give and take, &lt;br /&gt;im taking baby steps to change so it'd be beneficial for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azfar is annoying me now, had momentary seniltation, i dont even know whether it is a word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to topic,&lt;br /&gt;played swing at kempas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to put up some pics but stupid lappt sd card reader couldnt read the card at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had dinner etc, &lt;br /&gt;ate a lot, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home and all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all day by day routine-like things happenings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until dann showed me this awesomely cute hand crank music player,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SumkngZWLvI/AAAAAAAAAME/1YKJbKS2UkQ/s1600-h/jpeg261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SumkngZWLvI/AAAAAAAAAME/1YKJbKS2UkQ/s320/jpeg261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398026626998349554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it played awesome music!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah i was kidding, it was like one of mozart or bach's pieces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dann cooked me supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, like hell yeah he did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some burger recipe from fir, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compliments to the chef and fir for the nice recipe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had strawberry milk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suml69yBlWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YahdJCAN9p4/s1600-h/jpeg263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suml69yBlWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YahdJCAN9p4/s320/jpeg263.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398028060815627618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while blogging,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u danial, i was really nice, i appreciate it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SummXEQ5nnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VTBFPtOJddc/s1600-h/jpeg264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SummXEQ5nnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VTBFPtOJddc/s320/jpeg264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398028543592078962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, wana see jojo on how she usually hangs around the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SummxxI4ZLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WOyy72i_sbY/s1600-h/jpeg265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SummxxI4ZLI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WOyy72i_sbY/s320/jpeg265.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398029002314638514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout out to kiko and jojo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dann who is sitting beside me now playing the guitar, &lt;br /&gt;ur annoying, but i love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiow chin chow!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-5935103832860993603?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/5935103832860993603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-day-2-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5935103832860993603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5935103832860993603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-day-2-part-2.html' title='okay, day 2 part 2,'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SumjvEZob5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/qTz36Y8hrtw/s72-c/jb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-3816546249489754274</id><published>2009-10-29T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:29:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never ever say that to me again, i swear im gona castrate you!!</title><content type='html'>hey, i've done a quick research on relationship tips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this article, its kinda true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in from a girls perspective,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all those boyfriends, future boyfriends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex boyfriends to any girls out there, do take note of this, if u want a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious relationship,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that brings u benefits and maybe more than u ask for if u know what i mean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How not to lose girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steps.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Ask yourself, "Why do I still want to flirt with other girls while in this relationship?" If you believe that your girlfriend is Ms. Right, then she should be your number one life priority: you should care for her as you care for yourself. If your girlfriend is indeed Ms. Right, she'll eventually do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be honest/ Do all that you ever can to never lie to your girl, and if you do, own up to it immediately. If you truly love someone, you cannot hide a lie; you will feel terribly guilty, and when (not if) she finds out, everything you have ever told her is called into question---even "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3. Communicate,- you have to respect her thoughts,always listen to what she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   4. Respect her through listening and show her how much you care for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   5. Work out your problems. In real relationships saying sorry is considered an act of war. It is an admission of guilt and a method similar to the former world council's appeasement policy with Adolf Hitler. It will not solve the problem alone, you need to talk to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6. Know everything about her. If she asks you to get her some candy, you should be asking "How much?" and not "What kind?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips to take note of! Very true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Do not defer to her judgment if you know better. She will lose respect for you for being weak. Remember: Girls want a MAN, not a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          o Sacrifices are necessary in any relationship, because let's face it, without sacrifice there would be no fruitful benefits. This goes for any aspect in one's life (school, work, marriage, etc). It may mean conceding to go to an event you're really not fond of attending. As long as you balance your time and priorities, and are given a head's up about the event, there should be no reason for you not being able to attend. Furthermore, don't give your girlfriend a hard time or complain about it. This doesn't make the situation any better and only makes her feel bad and question the future with you since there are likely to be occasional events that come up. Besides, if you both did only what you individually wanted, why not just be single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Respect is very important for both of you. Respect each other. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Respect her family no matter what&lt;/span&gt;. Like them or not, she loves them and doesn't want to be left to feel uncomfortable with boyfriend on one side and family on the other. No matter how bad they may be, it's not her fault, we don't choose our families. Learn to like them, or even just fake it if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * Don't just have her for the time being; real relationships are something to be cherished forever. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Always remind her how important she is to you and she should do the same&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Understand that the little things mean a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; To a woman it's the little things and the little surprises that mean the most. Never forget this simple fact.&lt;/span&gt; A simple love note or card or sweet text message, buying her flowers for no reason, cooking her dinner, having a nice bubble bath ready when she gets home from work, surprising her with that hat you saw her obsessing over last week, rent a movie she's been wanting to see and order take out, spend a night in with her alone rather than going to that party, the list goes on. It's absolutely vital to do nice things like this for your woman, not only will it keep the romance alive but it shows her how much you really care for her, and that is worth more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;* If a fight starts, work it out. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't simply say whatever is necessary to get her to be quiet&lt;/span&gt;; this method will only start more fights. Don't be too demanding, but don't simply let her do anything if it hurts you (financially, emotionally, physically, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg! this is very important to take note of)*&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If your girlfriend hangs up on you during a fight, call her back, never leave her hanging, because 9 out of 10 times she'll be waiting by the phone crying.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Both of you should have equal "power" in the relationship. If she wants a little more than you, you will have to discuss this. You shouldn't give her all the power just to keep her as your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Understand that woman do get jealous, whether they choose to admit it or not. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You should never' do anything to provoke this. She doesn't enjoy feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;* Most woman are very insecure with themselves; even the most beautiful woman have many insecurities. If you're lucky enough to have had her open up completely to you, then it is your job to remind her how lucky you feel to have her. Compliment her, be sure she really knows how perfect you think she is.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  * Do what she asks, it'll make her happy. This doesn't mean to jump off a bridge at her command, it just means to be happy to help her with anything and everything she may need. Be willing and glad to do her a favor, and she will, too.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Always say "I love you," but only if you mean it completely. The worst thing to do is to say you love her just so she will quiet up. If you love her, tell her. Don't be shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; * Like (or try to like) her friends. Always be polite and respectful to them. You don't have to have close relationships with them, just like them.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;* If she says she wants nothing for her birthday, she's lying. What she is really saying is "I want you to surprise me. If you know me you know what to get me!"&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wrap your arms around her and kiss her on the forehead, it will make her feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* If you're truly in love, then you shouldn't have any urge to be "checking out" other women, whether you're with her or not. This applies especially if you're with her, and she will notice. Lose the posters and magazines, as it's not worth how it makes her feel to see you looking at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   * When she's sick, take care of her and show her how much you love her by just being by her side. Make it as easy as possible for her to rest, and therefore, get healthier faster. She will do the same.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; * &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If she is mad at you, apologize to her. If you don't know what you did wrong, talk it through. That's the best way to win her back and get through a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* If you are with your friends and your girlfriend, and you friends ask, "Do you think [another girl] is hot?", simply reply, "I'm not interested on whether or not another girl is attractive." (Or you can make the joke: Are you talkin' about the one I'm lookin' at, or the ugly one over there? and you look at her while you say it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, those in bold are important!in itallics, are just about as important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the warnings!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;* The absolute worst thing to do is to get uncontrollably upset, especially in front of her. Tell her your feelings, then 'try to be her friend'. This can really seriously help you even more than you think it will.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;* Don't ever do anything to physically hurt her. Although you can play fight, only do so if she gives her consent; never hurt her in any way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Never flirt or come anywhere close to flirting with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so note them in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well stay single guys if u can't live up to it, because women, are not as easy to please because it is simply our nature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, a quick tip from me,&lt;br /&gt;never ever, in a million, billion, zillion times, NEVER call her Fat! dont even mention it! coz seriously, what's the point of saying that u love her for the way she is when u complain of her being fat!&lt;br /&gt;take that suckers! now think and ponder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiow chin ciaow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-3816546249489754274?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/3816546249489754274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-ever-say-that-to-me-again-i-swear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/3816546249489754274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/3816546249489754274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-ever-say-that-to-me-again-i-swear.html' title='never ever say that to me again, i swear im gona castrate you!!'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-5695013748771034597</id><published>2009-10-28T21:14:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:20:27.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2 of today!</title><content type='html'>okay, ive changed my profile theme to like more than 20 times today, couldnt find the right one, oh well, i jus stick to this then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, updating u, it rained just down, forgot to take a pic, anyways, id probably look like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbBwzl5_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/rBvDf5oFqFM/s1600-h/raindrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbBwzl5_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/rBvDf5oFqFM/s320/raindrops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664239242831858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, right off the glass pane, anyways, went to wdls swimming complex, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbsISRPrI/AAAAAAAAALM/JPPi7_lP1pQ/s1600-h/jpeg243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbsISRPrI/AAAAAAAAALM/JPPi7_lP1pQ/s320/jpeg243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664967100022450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbbPl1QZI/AAAAAAAAALE/e8wckLgEfXU/s1600-h/jpeg248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbbPl1QZI/AAAAAAAAALE/e8wckLgEfXU/s320/jpeg248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397664677003346322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a place so innocent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never could u imagine, right after that u get this!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhb-XDYnEI/AAAAAAAAALU/Wk4deJZuEQI/s1600-h/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhb-XDYnEI/AAAAAAAAALU/Wk4deJZuEQI/s320/eye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397665280301767746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! thats right! eye popping feeling of chlorine infected eyes, darn it i should have brought goggles..&lt;br /&gt;oh i cooked rendang chicken and squid sambal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nt up to standard today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways otw back went to cwp, got pet food, the sunflower seeds, for dear hammies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont recommend sunflower seeds this often for hamster owners,&lt;br /&gt;especially in huge quantities,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can practicaly hear them muching and biting off the seed for about over hours... this is what i am experiencing right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, otw homw while walking, i saw a snail dann picked it up and put it to a better safer places which he always never fails to do so, &lt;br /&gt;(applauding him for a very considerate and kind loving initiative act towards lil creatures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhdg9Csl7I/AAAAAAAAALc/Ut6aLXRsz8k/s1600-h/jpeg251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhdg9Csl7I/AAAAAAAAALc/Ut6aLXRsz8k/s320/jpeg251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397666974126610354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, cam whored abit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhdxi_ZFyI/AAAAAAAAALk/gI4c8v66VGk/s1600-h/jpeg253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhdxi_ZFyI/AAAAAAAAALk/gI4c8v66VGk/s320/jpeg253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397667259191203618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhd98LgMAI/AAAAAAAAALs/rRBL9vQ10mg/s1600-h/jpeg260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suhd98LgMAI/AAAAAAAAALs/rRBL9vQ10mg/s320/jpeg260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397667472111316994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed blog skins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, to summerize today, i had was a boring day, but at the same time relaxing for me, cant wait till tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait i feel like eating apple pie from mac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic pie.. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhgamHtD2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/FxuQVp5TIyA/s1600-h/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhgamHtD2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/FxuQVp5TIyA/s320/pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397670163429265250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways gtg..&lt;br /&gt;chiao chin chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-5695013748771034597?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/5695013748771034597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/part-2-of-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5695013748771034597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/5695013748771034597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/part-2-of-today.html' title='part 2 of today!'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SuhbBwzl5_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/rBvDf5oFqFM/s72-c/raindrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-8175718795101073042</id><published>2009-10-28T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:55:33.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooohkay, serious blogging day 1??</title><content type='html'>ahahs, &lt;br /&gt;wow, &lt;br /&gt;today is the first day i blog publicly,&lt;br /&gt;im so proud,&lt;br /&gt;u know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!im so gona fucking talk about the world , myself out loud,&lt;br /&gt;i need that freedom of speech baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,&lt;br /&gt;ahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, woke up this morning,&lt;br /&gt;dann cooked me breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufXpLGaBbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/N3104dti86w/s1600-h/jpeg239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufXpLGaBbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/N3104dti86w/s200/jpeg239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397519780781098418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i only took the pic halfway through eating:) ahahs&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was like wow!omg!&lt;br /&gt;u cooked me breakfast and served it in bed,&lt;br /&gt;oh romantic, keep it up boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs,me made teh tarik  on top of that&lt;br /&gt;too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufX6hHeMtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WnMcRvWhuSs/s1600-h/jpeg240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufX6hHeMtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WnMcRvWhuSs/s320/jpeg240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397520078748922578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a nice morning to wake up to like this, bed next to a very huge window, jus as i opened my eyes this morning i saw this view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufYfJNSwLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9xzZ99kyD3g/s1600-h/jpeg242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufYfJNSwLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9xzZ99kyD3g/s320/jpeg242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397520707986047154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mins later, it was like this, cloudy and going to rain soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. damn syoik!&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufYSMM01EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SE1CXHPUFe4/s1600-h/jpeg241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufYSMM01EI/AAAAAAAAAKs/SE1CXHPUFe4/s320/jpeg241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397520485451093058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fed my hammies, &lt;br /&gt;oh didnt i tell ya i had 20 hammies but now im lft with 17, one mother hammy canabalised her pups, now she's left with one black pup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awfully sad to discover 2 eaten halfway, i couldnt bare to see, so i asked dann to bury it for me in a pot next to my lychee plant i planted. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id continue blogging again tonight.. got some chores to fin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adious.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-8175718795101073042?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/8175718795101073042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/oooohkay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/8175718795101073042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/8175718795101073042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/oooohkay.html' title='oooohkay, serious blogging day 1??'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/SufXpLGaBbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/N3104dti86w/s72-c/jpeg239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977959372013468401.post-4001068268413337855</id><published>2009-10-28T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:54:29.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay its now public..;)!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>okay, im gonna blog everyday, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know why, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;ahahs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duuno, maybe for self expression purposes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;so about today, &lt;br /&gt;today's kinda slack, &lt;br /&gt;like for the first time my fried rice kinda finished totally, squeaky clean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im elated,&lt;br /&gt;yea, im proud i cooked something nice for the family,&lt;br /&gt;at least im not invisible like i used to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DANCING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like sooo much, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ive come to a conclusion that guy dancers who come back their hair is sexy, ahahs&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay egs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0Od8uV-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Hf1qFrFK5DQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0Od8uV-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Hf1qFrFK5DQ/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340101588965346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0cnj9rjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mybkcagxNks/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0cnj9rjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mybkcagxNks/s200/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340344687636018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0lOGRsBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VEn54McXjmQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0lOGRsBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VEn54McXjmQ/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340492471054354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, johnny depp,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont u ever shave again! u hear me?!&lt;br /&gt;guess i cant get rid of my fetish obsession for guys with goaties and THIN moustages,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ahahs, will continue blogging again soon,&lt;br /&gt;coz im a lil dead beat coz its 2 am in the morning now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ciao chin ciow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love aryanee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977959372013468401-4001068268413337855?l=ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/feeds/4001068268413337855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-its-now-public.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/4001068268413337855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977959372013468401/posts/default/4001068268413337855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ary-the-alcoholic.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-its-now-public.html' title='okay its now public..;)!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Aryanee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04057519271666389815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Sue8OWvPBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TQ-HHCvXxs8/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3KGDkfmX3o0/Suc0Od8uV-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Hf1qFrFK5DQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
