<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:52:22.750-07:00</updated><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='camera'/><category term='2008'/><title type='text'>無言で考えること</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5742519802543390359</id><published>2010-07-19T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:37:22.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You were the only reason i'd sing, and i'd take your hand and sing u songs, anytime..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This post shall be anchored here, for personal reasons, and for a reminder, that emotions is a dwindling road to travel, should there be any doubt on the subject matter, go on ahead, comment me. Old flames die hard, and this'll die harderst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Originally posted in July 2008. scroll down to the next post for a more updated entry. thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, i open my emotions for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There a not many nights where I have found myself sleepless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the worst of things, I would wake up in mid sleep, heart racing, wishing some things are just nightmares I could wake up from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;not this time. This time its just too real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Defeated, &lt;/span&gt;best describes what I am feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else would you feel, when all that you could ever wanted is now out of reach. When you so far have tried within your capacity to reach for it, and you yearn for it so much you could almost taste it, only to have it broken. When you tried for so long, and finally can muster up the courage to stand up, only to be told to sit down without question.&lt;br /&gt;Without even a proper chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should you take it when you have been standing here waiting in queue, only to know that you were never in line in the first place. To find that there is another queue, without your knowledge,  that you are only what you have been doing, in queue to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been the type who has his emotions on his sleeve, readily readable.But if i have to do this to make you realize, then let it be so. I'll try anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has only been few reasons why there is a song in me, a reason for me to sing as horrible my voice may be. There has been a reason why there is an opera inside me. Now, every song  I try to sing traces back to this uneasy feeling. You are every tune I hum, every song I sing, there is not doubt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i tried to hard to make people smile, to make you smile. But was I ever wrong in doing so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this thing follows on through, as one of my deepest fears, i cannot imagine ever coming over it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is staring me right in the face and is blankly stating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have failed miserably, and there is nothing else you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to be happy, to be the one who can provide your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No wind, no clouds, thunder strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Years worth of relationship can end in three words. Three words is apparently all it takes. And those three words, with you and your voice saying it, will haunt me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can hope is for a chance, for me to try and make things better. I am ready to care with all my capacity, with all that is human in me. Please, dont let this be a thing of the past for anyone. Please, make this into a future, make this something that is only waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your qualm is in taking back your word, dont be. I am willing to bear any consequences, blame everything on me. Blame it on me, and take none for you. I will readily take the blame for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, i am on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the reason for your smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5742519802543390359?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5742519802543390359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5742519802543390359' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5742519802543390359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5742519802543390359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-were-only-reason-id-sing-and-id.html' title='You were the only reason i&apos;d sing, and i&apos;d take your hand and sing u songs, anytime..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-731283917288608303</id><published>2008-10-15T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:10:01.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tun M,chan hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SPawiY0BoaI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-zO6uosZ14I/s1600-h/image-upload-32-700848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SPawiY0BoaI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-zO6uosZ14I/s320/image-upload-32-700848.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our respectd chancelor giving a public lecture.talks on National identity and power sharing.it still amazes me hw strng ths man is at his age.hpefully Tun still arnd when i grad nxt year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-731283917288608303?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/731283917288608303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=731283917288608303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-7423169033575946026</id><published>2008-08-15T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:11:09.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss, but im not showing. save me superman..</title><content type='html'>There's too much angst and stuff in last few post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets cheer things up a bit here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are now starting to pick up pace..after lag and drag, with the brain still not in proper working condition, things are finally starting to make sense around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the senior on campus feels like....normal.. i thought there would be a sense of pride in being in the final year, making it thru 3 years  in 1 piece, but i was wrong..feel like any normal day in sunny Tronoh.;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh..the only thing i can feel is,&lt;br /&gt;"fish, i don't want to read no books no more!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 months without worrying about tests and assignments tend to mellow u down abit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my  brain definitely needed thawing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, its already the fourth week, and there a new light coming in on things..the kinda light that makes u realize some things, and see some that has not been seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP is currently under construction, which is always a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent Control for Process Control..&lt;br /&gt;yeah2, sounds fancy, but honest to God i have no idea what it meant first i heard of it..;p&lt;br /&gt;got a year to work on it..shudnt be too difficult..kan?...kan?...ke...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah..if any control specialist outhere ken help..please comment..;p&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my pledge, to myself that the final year i have here in Tronoh would be one i would remember best..so, in honor of that pledge, i decided to join any event that is joinable..&lt;br /&gt;the first for this year is the Treasure Hunt Competition.&lt;br /&gt;ok, joined this way back in first year...din win zilch..well, we did win a mug thru a lucky draw..but that doesnt count..&lt;br /&gt;this time round however, we made it top ten!&lt;br /&gt;no. 8..&lt;br /&gt;not something great its just something worth remembering for the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;enuf words. just c pikas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX50bNmN3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TIj5rD4yy-Q/s1600-h/DSC03332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX50bNmN3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TIj5rD4yy-Q/s320/DSC03332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234864820941371250" border="0" /&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;Team Ethnies, in a moving bipolar junction transistor..hahaha (EE ppl will smile ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX50v2RrwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6M-xSJxSLMk/s1600-h/DSC03399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX50v2RrwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6M-xSJxSLMk/s320/DSC03399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234864826480701186" border="0" /&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;sesi meniru jawapan berjemaah...anything for a win huh ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX7QETwJMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/kehcg0aUZpg/s1600-h/DSC03431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX7QETwJMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/kehcg0aUZpg/s320/DSC03431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234866395341137090" border="0" /&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;smile people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX51HzjbeI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DAD6JFcrgNU/s1600-h/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX51HzjbeI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DAD6JFcrgNU/s320/DSC03468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234864832911732194" border="0" /&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;their faces says it all..."we have never seen a tractor before!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX51X-5QiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w20Py1SWSmM/s1600-h/DSC03475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX51X-5QiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w20Py1SWSmM/s320/DSC03475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234864837254267426" border="0" /&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;lastik championship. i sucked..(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX51o4lw6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/iQzh3te_Ppk/s1600-h/DSC03571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX51o4lw6I/AAAAAAAAAOw/iQzh3te_Ppk/s320/DSC03571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234864841791226786" border="0" /&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;team 40. nice work ladies and gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX7P6wHAUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/OPqQJ4SgGYw/s1600-h/DSC03593+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX7P6wHAUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/OPqQJ4SgGYw/s320/DSC03593+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234866392775721282" border="0" /&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;menang laa samting at the very least..huhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someting nice happens once in  a while.huhu...pray for more to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder...how superman lives his life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he calls to people's aid, flying in with the speed of sound anytime of the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always remember him in times of need..but when nobody is in trouble..he's not called on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, dont ppl invite him over for tea or samting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unrealistic, i noe..but i do wonder..do the people of metropolis ever invites him round for dinner or a spot of tea with crumpets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembered when needed, forgotten when away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ure up there superman..i feel for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any grammar freaks out there. i noe there are some major err up there..turn a blind eye towards it..its 6 frickin a.m....and i need sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-7423169033575946026?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7423169033575946026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=7423169033575946026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7423169033575946026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7423169033575946026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss-but-im-not-showing-save-me.html' title='I miss, but im not showing. save me superman..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SKX50bNmN3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TIj5rD4yy-Q/s72-c/DSC03332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-3834987285911428219</id><published>2008-08-13T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T06:14:31.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wondered, who came across your mind when u decided. Was it you, was it me. Its apparent it was never us.</title><content type='html'>There has always been an issue, in trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we trust, we put all doubts on hold, and as wrong as it may feel, we prolong and persevere, because in trust we believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust is what makes people mix with each other and days go on.Its in trust, we nurture hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I trust that this bank will keep my money safe, so i invest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I trust that there you will be there when i caome, so i shall go on a date with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust that you wont kill me, so i shall walk with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in this moral fiber, that we are able to coinhibit with one another, in peace, and happily.&lt;br /&gt;It is in with this moral fiber, that we,man and women alike, are able to put our lives in the hands of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In trust, we trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happens when this virtue, this piece of human emotion, is not upheld?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People break apart. Institutions collapse,dissapoinment and sense of deficieny arises. And we trust no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can you have betrayed my trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can take years to build, but only moments to shatter.Once shattered, it remains as it is, fragments of a distant memory, of what we once had hope in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is now, how do you react to having trust destroyed?&lt;br /&gt;rise up, and try to build it again?&lt;br /&gt;or build it elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories of what was will pull us toward building another castle to in place of that which has rubbled. But is it really worth it. Are we that forgiving of a person to let bygone be bygone, and take it in stride that some have stabbed you, knowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those distant memories now seem scenic. And you'd have to wonder, how much of it were actually honest, sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we prayed for sincerity, and I have been sincere in all my actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write with partial angst, and my view may have been obscured by the wave of my only human emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tried to see with eyes unclouded, and failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For those who have others trust entrusted, keep them well. Be honored, people have faith in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For those who have their trust belittled, you are not alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And for those who have chosen to betray trust, I have no words to say other than, im sorry you had to make that choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to forgive, but we can never forget. As do most elephants. -o0-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3834987285911428219?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3834987285911428219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=3834987285911428219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3834987285911428219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3834987285911428219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wondered-who-came-across-your-mind.html' title='I wondered, who came across your mind when u decided. Was it you, was it me. Its apparent it was never us.'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2079942892188988016</id><published>2008-08-07T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:35:46.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"And now i know, when I felt missing, u felt nothing. And i used to wonder why angels like you had enemies."</title><content type='html'>6 am, friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im up for a quick type..very quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, im not reviving this space fully yet..but i feel that I have too much canned up inside to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how some things can sometimes take a sharp turn. from being on a fairly forward road, suddenly coming into a turnpike that most likely came as abruptly as it left. while some sudden upheavals are welcome, some are more or less..feared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear..not sure its the entirely correct term to use..&lt;br /&gt;hands shake, palms break in a sweats, and you hyperventilate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things we fear, seems to always creep on us, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;you scared of cockroaches?&lt;br /&gt;bam, there'll be one on ur bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you scared of embarassing urself?&lt;br /&gt;bam, u fall face flat whilst walking on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u fear, fear itself..bam!! out comes satan from hell itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point is..everybody fears, and anticipating its coming is what drives some people crazy.&lt;br /&gt;drives some people into depression. drives some people into insomnia. some, to suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most common fear? I would have to put my money on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things change, people change, and perceptions change. and its these changes that some fear for their life, fear that they are inadequate to adjust to, and they break into pieces miserably way even before anything happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is u still in one piece mista?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignorance is bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope is overrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arguable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramblings, but its whats keeping me up and keeping me sane.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2079942892188988016?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2079942892188988016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2079942892188988016' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2079942892188988016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2079942892188988016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-now-i-know-when-i-felt-missing-u.html' title='&quot;And now i know, when I felt missing, u felt nothing. And i used to wonder why angels like you had enemies.&quot;'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8003138088090481794</id><published>2008-07-18T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:00:57.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>interesting year this is going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8003138088090481794?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8003138088090481794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8003138088090481794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8003138088090481794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8003138088090481794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-1722618995210742228</id><published>2008-07-13T02:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T03:05:40.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eton gemok sket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHnRXPN100I/AAAAAAAAAOI/oOEyFV0IJ7M/s1600-h/image-upload-97-704732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHnRXPN100I/AAAAAAAAAOI/oOEyFV0IJ7M/s320/image-upload-97-704732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sale,gadis gadis pergi shpng baju+kasut. Me?i go gadget hunting.lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-1722618995210742228?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1722618995210742228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=1722618995210742228' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1722618995210742228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1722618995210742228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/07/eton-gemok-sket.html' title='Eton gemok sket'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHnRXPN100I/AAAAAAAAAOI/oOEyFV0IJ7M/s72-c/image-upload-97-704732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8852748732710412440</id><published>2008-07-10T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T08:08:12.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there are such things as a happy ending.</title><content type='html'>hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hey, its been a while since i dropped a few words..its been a tough hella past few months...and it hopefully ends tomorrow (and hopefully continue on a year from tomorrow..*crosses fingers*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what has been up lately huh? wat has been up eh..well, a lot actually, there was this and that, and oh, that too...but most have been over for a while, so i dont think its worth mentioning here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, since i know that some of my office buddies could be reading this (God knows where they got the URL, now i cant critic about work so much), id tease them on random pictures of the workplace..im sure they'd love to see their faces on the net..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes u feel famous kan? lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3De6NnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oKWwksdzKbw/s1600-h/DSC02082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3De6NnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oKWwksdzKbw/s320/DSC02082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221398047694141042" border="0" /&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;farewell for us trainees, opening speech, onlookers with hungry faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3BBT-FI/AAAAAAAAANY/MsLlq3Yt4cI/s1600-h/DSC02085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3BBT-FI/AAAAAAAAANY/MsLlq3Yt4cI/s320/DSC02085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221398047033129042" border="0" /&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;"wuu, kek...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3ZFrI5I/AAAAAAAAANg/e0aFljroLds/s1600-h/DSC02084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3ZFrI5I/AAAAAAAAANg/e0aFljroLds/s320/DSC02084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221398053493875602" border="0" /&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;rakan2 engineer...yang pakai baju canterbury tu single, tgh mencari, jika anda rasa diri anda perempuan, chinese look@pan asian look, sile lah contact die..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;syah@trisys.com.my&lt;/span&gt; (iklan berbayar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkQeIKQsI/AAAAAAAAANo/qkcaROc96Hg/s1600-h/DSC02136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkQeIKQsI/AAAAAAAAANo/qkcaROc96Hg/s320/DSC02136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221400683366466242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkQsOdA7I/AAAAAAAAANw/0X2pJGPnjtc/s1600-h/DSC02119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkQsOdA7I/AAAAAAAAANw/0X2pJGPnjtc/s320/DSC02119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221400687150957490" border="0" /&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;happy faces...and full ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkQ-Gw9tI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AhcR4VQaCKQ/s1600-h/DSC02155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkQ-Gw9tI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AhcR4VQaCKQ/s320/DSC02155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221400691950548690" border="0" /&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;sesi buka PO..time kasih banyak2 sebab bwk kitorang skali~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kita akhiri dengan skandal 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkRAwihAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jhi2XOalrnU/s1600-h/DSC02152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYkRAwihAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jhi2XOalrnU/s320/DSC02152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221400692662633474" border="0" /&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;ps: id put more pics in, but most of em are crappy, Eton became victim of many, many untrained hands..(as if mine were any better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;mrfusyi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8852748732710412440?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8852748732710412440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8852748732710412440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8852748732710412440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8852748732710412440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-are-such-things-as-happy-ending.html' title='there are such things as a happy ending.'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SHYh3De6NnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oKWwksdzKbw/s72-c/DSC02082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-7836120808633138512</id><published>2008-07-09T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:23:33.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so, its the end huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you,..really... thank you very much....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*one liner, yeah, i hate it, but there's not more things i can say without sounding too emotional..so lets just keep this professional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-7836120808633138512?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7836120808633138512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=7836120808633138512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7836120808633138512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7836120808633138512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-its-end-huh.html' title='so, its the end huh?'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-3883272730895732516</id><published>2008-07-02T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:34:19.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another note..</title><content type='html'>dear people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terasa seperti hidup ini penuh dengan mimpi2..impian-impian yang entah dari mana datangnya..&lt;br /&gt;aku dah beberapa kali mendapati diri lalai dibuai imaginasi..&lt;br /&gt;ketika sebelum tidur..&lt;br /&gt;ketika kerja...&lt;br /&gt;ketika tengok tv (ya, aku mengelamun sambil menonton Friends..owh, aku rasa watak Joey patut menang oscar or something..ke dah ade?)&lt;br /&gt;ketika memandu kereta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true...i space out a lot...&lt;br /&gt;stare at ceilings..at people..at space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, its almost like a hobby...kan kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i can put that in my frenster profile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male, 21, Its complicated,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loves to space out in public..and sometimes in the toilet too..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure that'll attract some interesting people huh?&lt;br /&gt; (ya, aku tak punyai facebook, malas mahu update..myspace ada, tapi terbiar.......pedulikan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada rakan2 seangkatan, yang kini berada di bawah naugan syarikat2 kejuruteraan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to put it simply into easily understandable, uncomplicated words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lets go get ourselves a good effin holiday dammit!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sirius..betul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tolonglah..tolong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si perintih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrfusyi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3883272730895732516?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3883272730895732516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=3883272730895732516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3883272730895732516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3883272730895732516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-note.html' title='another note..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6005479342864396050</id><published>2008-06-29T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:35:12.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>collection of notes to people outhere</title><content type='html'>dear me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yesterday was history, tomorrow mystery.. and today is a gift, that is why it is called present..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing, it so makes sense, aside the fact that line came from a cartoon movie, i definitely think i can learn from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appreciating the now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the what that we have&lt;br /&gt;the who that we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop and smell the flowers..yeah, heard that like a bizillion times..but how far have we swooped down among the bushes for a wiff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in fifth gear always it seems..especially for the past couple of months..and i look forward for a chance to stick it into neutral for a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sympathies to those who look forward to full filling their quota for 4 wives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i had a taste...i can categorize them mainly into four different attributes..&lt;br /&gt;theres the always hungry bini,&lt;br /&gt;theres the bowling pro bini,&lt;br /&gt;theres the 'jalan2 sket ilang entah ke mana' bini,&lt;br /&gt;and theres the 'senyum kejap, serious kejap tapi most of the time gelak2' bini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing they get along well..and not become pro-wrestlers bini's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and good thing im not stuck with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;dear tubby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i re-act the scene, for my laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"where's my shoe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"im effin serious, my shoe is missing!!"&lt;/span&gt; (padini style shoes that look like its seen better days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"err, inside mebe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"nope.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"somebody stole it prolly tubs..guess no taking the LRT home now huh?"*giggles*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the host kindly gave a new pair for the victim to wear, crocodile pula tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trade in padini for crocodile..that aint so bad now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear seorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chin up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray...and have faith..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest assured there will always be The Almighty to hear your prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GodWilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear reader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sori im such a lazy ass to update this..but inspiration eludes me these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness nobody is paying me to write, or they'd be pretty frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely signed..&lt;br /&gt;mrfusyi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6005479342864396050?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6005479342864396050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6005479342864396050' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6005479342864396050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6005479342864396050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/06/collection-of-notes-to-people-outhere.html' title='collection of notes to people outhere'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-4504023468834082328</id><published>2008-06-22T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:08:02.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miniature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SF5bio8D_NI/AAAAAAAAANI/PYWGS6R7RTw/s1600-h/DSC01037-miniature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SF5bio8D_NI/AAAAAAAAANI/PYWGS6R7RTw/s320/DSC01037-miniature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214706069204630738" border="0" /&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;looks like a mini toy chinatown!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kene tgk besar sket, kecik2 tak nampak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampak cam miniature..sket2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tilt shift photography..interesting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-4504023468834082328?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4504023468834082328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=4504023468834082328' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4504023468834082328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4504023468834082328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/06/miniature.html' title='miniature'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SF5bio8D_NI/AAAAAAAAANI/PYWGS6R7RTw/s72-c/DSC01037-miniature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5612091826836922043</id><published>2008-06-14T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:39:26.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its a dog eat dong world..and only the cunning survives</title><content type='html'>maafkan aku kalian, aku sudah biarkan arena di sini ketinggalan buat terlalu lama..&lt;br /&gt;aku bilang aku agak selfish, mahu sahaja menjenguk blog rakan2 yang lain, mengharapkan update, tapi diri sendiri keberatan untuk mencoret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apekah aku bz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah, aku rasa macam biasa sahaja hidup..mungkin ini dipanggil writers block..tapi aku bukan penulis, jadi aku rasa sesuai sahaja aku guna term, malas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pedulikan, mari menulis rakan2 jari..mari2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;politics, hate it or love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to terms, as i started off my internship program, that the company i shall be serving had "FUTURE" written all over it..after a month i was there, i felt at home, felt being useful and felt that i was doing something with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had visioned a future there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was then, now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its apparent that there are internal politics that I am not able to overlook, however hard i tried..politics that causes some people to shoot up, and some good honest working people be pushed down the food chain. Politics that go beyond talking behind people's backs. Its this politics that has got me into a sudden change of heart, and makes one to reevaluate the options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics..office politics are the worst of its kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize, that not everything in this world is achievable thru hard work. Sometimes u have to be able to lick some a*ses to get where u want to..good PR can get u places it seems, eventhough u slack work ethics, and have no output whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the illusion that ure doing work, that is what matters probably..and its a crying shame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its also amazing how cunning some people are, even if they dont look it..&lt;br /&gt;its a black book, with a floral cover..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id just like to get this done and over with, back to the sanctuary among my peers, and with people who dont have an agenda they'd kill over for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where hard work actually gets u places, and being a good ass licker gets u no where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last year at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not going anywhere if its still here after all these years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to look for another destination just yet, not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need pictures in my blog, now wudnt that make it more interesting? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5612091826836922043?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5612091826836922043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5612091826836922043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5612091826836922043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5612091826836922043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-dog-eat-dong-worldand-only-cunning.html' title='its a dog eat dong world..and only the cunning survives'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6387673851412087688</id><published>2008-05-31T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:32:16.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok...reevalution required...me thinks..</title><content type='html'>Ok, im seriously reevaluating my life's choices..seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic week..spent a few days at an oil rig construction site doing system test..and heck..i dont understand how they ken stand the heat..i mustve been sweating a good half liter that day..&lt;br /&gt;being in a construction zone means youd be wearing long sleeves throughout the day..in the blistering heat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things a little bit more hard is the fact that the eng in charge is away..so the solution?&lt;br /&gt;send in two trainees to do the testing (wtfish!!) with a temp engineer to not make it not so obvious two interns are running the operations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFQiI9A2_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZwHY33z_j4Q/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFQiI9A2_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZwHY33z_j4Q/s320/DSC00580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531191666170866" border="0" /&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see that yellow platform in the distance..imagine walking to and fro every time u need to take a pee..(-_-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFQjVuZKnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6LaaXkNMD0I/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFQjVuZKnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6LaaXkNMD0I/s320/DSC00582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206531212274379378" border="0" /&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upcoming platform still under construction, wont be able to tend to it since its scheduled after i finish my internship..*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFRkYRAH6I/AAAAAAAAANA/Bk8UoBOI1lg/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFRkYRAH6I/AAAAAAAAANA/Bk8UoBOI1lg/s320/DSC00586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206532329647906722" border="0" /&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the selat in the distance..hauling almost 20kg worth of gear all the way up here can test any mans mettle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a wake up call on what being in the field really means in this profession..suddenly, the prospect of going back to studying doesnt seem so bad for now..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plus side to this is the on site exp.hopefully comes in handy when i go job hunting soon..*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope they pay me extra for this..*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shud be writing this in my weekly report, instead here i am writing this here...(-_-")..&lt;br /&gt;not productive..sooo not productive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6387673851412087688?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6387673851412087688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6387673851412087688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6387673851412087688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6387673851412087688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/okreevalution-requiredme-thinks.html' title='ok...reevalution required...me thinks..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SEFQiI9A2_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZwHY33z_j4Q/s72-c/DSC00580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8487626191427627662</id><published>2008-05-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:14:02.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monologue; its a reflection thing</title><content type='html'>after having some time being into this..how do we feel at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;a future?&lt;br /&gt;or an impending ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the position that we would like to see ourselves in? forever?&lt;br /&gt;worth living, waking up to the same beat?&lt;br /&gt;serves the purpose of our being?&lt;br /&gt;worth the effort or not yielding hopeful results?&lt;br /&gt;if not, keep at it or find another interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work, life and everything else, they share the same monologue..&lt;br /&gt;yeah, asking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to inquire oneself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a hobby of a hungry man too lazy to go out and eat..&lt;br /&gt;and with weight of professional responsibilities massed on his inexperienced shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with that..good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have neither the courage to step forward, not the cowardice to back away, only desire to move forward.And that makes me a dreaming fool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8487626191427627662?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-4934548648502862557</id><published>2008-05-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:47:59.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 letter questions</title><content type='html'>monday is never a good day...&lt;br /&gt;ANY day after a good holiday is never a good day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~_~..mind at work at half awake..,and boss being away doesnt help neither..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking, and thinking (yes, i find thinking a thought provoking hobby ;p)&lt;br /&gt;thinking about things..a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;thoughts are provoked by questions, and some questions are best left unaswered, leaves the whole thinking game a bit more mysterious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance..take for example tadi, i was driving home, it was around 8 pm, pretty dark..no street lights..&lt;br /&gt;then up ahead i cud see VAGUELY a couple of guys walking in the MIDDLE of right lane, wearing BLACK and one dude had SUNGLASSES on..&lt;br /&gt;question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so its not a question, but shudve heard me say it..it SOUNDS like a question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another instance was on Saturday, woke up, read the paper, and saw what we won over our neighbours down south..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, its another question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find myself having deep thoughts after such 3 letter questions..if has been following a lot of my monologued questions..&lt;br /&gt;note: W can mean what or why..and for those who are under age, F is for Fish..not the other thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH is my prime lens?&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: POS Mala*sia steals from its good citizens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH do we want with a bunch of rocks in the middle of the sea?&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: We have hight tech lab submersive making thing that we plan to use there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF is the tenet cut off at the opis?&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: We are to become zombies at work, nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of WTH's and WTF's has been asked..and sometime the occasional HTH or HTF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind u though, the conclusions are after a very deep deep tot, and summed up as logical as my sometimes anger/delusional/unpicked brain can process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know random..but thats about all i can process these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as unwholesome as this entry is, i had a great weekend all the same.&lt;br /&gt;mind of work=good=happy guy=happy eating=gain weight.. nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-4934548648502862557?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4934548648502862557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=4934548648502862557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4934548648502862557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4934548648502862557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-letter-questions.html' title='3 letter questions'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-4029174272142759345</id><published>2008-05-20T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:45:05.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kaman2, cheer up!!!</title><content type='html'>the days are slow it seems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come to work,turn the lights on in the office (being the first one there), sit down and power up my workstation..&lt;br /&gt;i kill time with a quick nap or some music (tenet been cut off, even in the mornings, for reasons i dont know myself)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 9 ill start doing some real work since thats the time most of the staff comes in anyways..nowadays things have started to pace down a bit, work meaning ill be in front of the computer all day, doing documents and papers that's needed to be delivered to client..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its booooooooooooooooooooooooooring, lemme tell you..ngaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no outlet to kill the boredom with..ngaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know ive been nagging for a good holiday, but taking leave from work seems to be impossible..with the alotted leave given to me being none, its a miracle how Mr T gets so many cuti..rili, its a miracle!!!&lt;br /&gt;last i check, the amount of cuti left for me was -2 (read: negative)..yeah, thats how unfit i am to have a leave off work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what do i have left to look forward?&lt;br /&gt;weekends are all i have..sad, i know..so i plan to utilize them fully over the next few weeks..outings, jalan2..&lt;br /&gt;ill go out alone if i have to..&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thats how desperate i am to get my mind off work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, its nearing the summer holidays for our counterparts in the west, so with that said, we can expect a slew of movies hitting our shores within the next week or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im usually an action movie watching kinda guy, but this trailer just caught me as one of those movies u wouldnt want to miss out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8WqsS_bEYqM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8WqsS_bEYqM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i know, kids stuff, but i need a good laugh..i dont do serious, id like to be luvable..hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eton is currently underutilized, which i hate...i shud be OUT THERE..not crammed into some office space all day!!&lt;br /&gt;young, with barely enuf money to survive, and the passion be out there!!&lt;br /&gt;how come those people on Travel &amp;amp; Living make it so easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make it any better when people around you start saying how much fun it is to go there and here, this pulau and that pulau..ngaaa..all i feel is envy, and its a deadly sin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part time sinner, arent we all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that seems are just out of reach, and  I cant help but sense that I have failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-4029174272142759345?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4029174272142759345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=4029174272142759345' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4029174272142759345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4029174272142759345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/kaman2-cheer-up.html' title='kaman2, cheer up!!!'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-873689955207075681</id><published>2008-05-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:48:09.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise a proper update for everything soon</title><content type='html'>things have really slowed down a bit here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont want to write..i do...i really do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it seems i want to update a lot of things at once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog..&lt;br /&gt;flickr..&lt;br /&gt;frenster..(kadang2..)&lt;br /&gt;intern report..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my life with its crucial relationships..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to be well informed, and well updated..however I have found myself sometimes just running away from it all when its just too much..&lt;br /&gt;and yield nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt help that internet is now restricted at the workplace..(-_-")..not saying that i spend my quality working hours on the net doing blogs..its just that, i dont have the channel anymore to quickly jot down any spurious thoughts or inputs..&lt;br /&gt;keep them for later?..not the same vibe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well, mebe were not meant to occupy our mind other than the spreadsheets and documents at the desk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my photoshop is now open almost always when the comp is on.kunun2 i can just edit2 should i not be able to sleep at nite..sorta like a midnight activity i can indulge in to forcibly make me feel sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one i made yesterday night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SChV63mz6zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/EDVopIlLseU/s1600-h/DSC01223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SChV63mz6zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/EDVopIlLseU/s320/DSC01223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199500239646747442" border="0" /&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;a whole plethora of brushes..mind half awake..so be gentle on the comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the reason for my smiles? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-873689955207075681?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/873689955207075681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=873689955207075681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/873689955207075681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/873689955207075681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-promise-proper-update-for-everything.html' title='I promise a proper update for everything soon'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SChV63mz6zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/EDVopIlLseU/s72-c/DSC01223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-541023474213211287</id><published>2008-05-07T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T07:37:48.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>needing a holiday..and work is starting to blow..</title><content type='html'>sori guys, ive been busy and i need a holiday..&lt;br /&gt;aku terigin untuk bercuti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuti..argh..tak sangka susah pula mahu bercuti2..&lt;br /&gt;keje tak abis2 memanggil..segan pula mahu minta cuti dari boss..;p&lt;br /&gt;aku perlukan masa bertenang....a time where its just me, and endless fun..&lt;br /&gt;di mana?&lt;br /&gt;bila?&lt;br /&gt;bersama sapa lagi?&lt;br /&gt;wargh!!!&lt;br /&gt;questions questions questions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan aku benci...&lt;br /&gt;mengapa semua pulau jauh2? pulau2 untuk tourist i mean.&lt;br /&gt;pulau tioman, pangkor dan seangkatan..&lt;br /&gt;aku mahukan lautan biru, bukan lautan coklat!!!&lt;br /&gt;aku mahu lihat corals seperti dalam  movie,  and meet nemo lookalikes..&lt;br /&gt;bermain2 pasir yang tak dicemari dgn sampah2...&lt;br /&gt;ngaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, id would love the opportunity to shoot beaches..nice ones..mebe with a couple of bikini models too..hahahaha *hidung berdarah* :8~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rakan2 sekalian, marilah kita ramai plan untuk ke destinasi..kemana2lah..asalkan bukan urban setting..aku sudah jemu lihat concrete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan sahaja, aku turut..aku mahu jadi pak turut kali ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade cadangan? sile kemukakan di shoutbox...aku sedia mendengar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan kepada kaki2 tembak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape plan??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-541023474213211287?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/541023474213211287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=541023474213211287' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/541023474213211287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/541023474213211287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/needing-holidayand-work-is-starting-to.html' title='needing a holiday..and work is starting to blow..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8474549422818792654</id><published>2008-05-03T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:20:26.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there goes my savings..</title><content type='html'>Rite...now no more for Eton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rig rig rig rig rig rig rig rig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBxmSATERdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EzyNBJiA3cE/s1600-h/DSC01173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBxmSATERdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EzyNBJiA3cE/s320/DSC01173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196140529582360018" border="0" /&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;rakan2, mari kita TT kalau kamu ingin cuba dan lihat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8474549422818792654?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8474549422818792654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8474549422818792654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8474549422818792654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8474549422818792654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-goes-my-savings.html' title='there goes my savings..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBxmSATERdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/EzyNBJiA3cE/s72-c/DSC01173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-1232215458195511291</id><published>2008-05-01T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:40:50.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kene racun..cis2..</title><content type='html'>Kene racun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;racun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cis2..dah aa outnumbered..aku odd one out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngaaa...cam kene jump ship aje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")..loyalty kaman2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pergi dengan harapan untuk angkat flashgun..kedai tu pula takde stock..argh!! tensi2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabe angkat speelight, aku terpinga2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu machaa pula bwk kluar senapang beliau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drool~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berempat: aku, nabe, haeqal dan micheal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sorang sahaja pengguna brand len..ngaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnIYATERZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/woMjpMwSsus/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnIYATERZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/woMjpMwSsus/s320/DSC01131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195403959870965138" border="0" /&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;Macha nye 40D, 50mm 1.8 dan penembak flash..*drool~* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bile aku nak angkat aku nye nih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnIYgTERaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MCcljmlbT9s/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnIYgTERaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/MCcljmlbT9s/s320/DSC01142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195403968460899746" border="0" /&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;besar bapak klu banding dgn Eton..cis2..racun abis..sigma lens, forgot berapa range, tapi constant aperture at 2.8.. memang syiook~~ tested on 350D..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aku rasa bunyi shutter Eton lagi best...hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnKGgTERcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jwJ6a9l9J-0/s1600-h/DSC01128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnKGgTERcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jwJ6a9l9J-0/s320/DSC01128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195405858246510018" border="0" /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnKFwTERbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4f97LarO80Q/s1600-h/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnKFwTERbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4f97LarO80Q/s320/DSC01133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195405845361608114" border="0" /&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;kesimpulan..simpan duit..pose due tige bulan..hue~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-1232215458195511291?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1232215458195511291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=1232215458195511291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1232215458195511291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1232215458195511291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/05/kene-racuncis2.html' title='Kene racun..cis2..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SBnIYATERZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/woMjpMwSsus/s72-c/DSC01131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6459544024354290352</id><published>2008-04-29T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:57:41.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cite dulu..ye..reminiscence</title><content type='html'>I like expressing myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in words of course..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;walaupun aku tak punyai reader base yang tetap, tak mengapa, aku tulis juga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and through pictures..most recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i use to love drawing..conteng2 gambar orang-orangan on any empty papers i can find, any empty walls......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember that when i was in my early primary years, i dream of growing up being an artiste..yelah, kecik2 dulu cikgu puji aje ape yang kita lukis..cita2 terus melonjak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lukis2 ufo dan bunga2, dua bende yang aku suka lukis masa tadika..&lt;br /&gt;my teacher would look at it and say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"wah~, lawanya, bunga ke nih?"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if it looked like one you wouldnt have to ask&lt;/span&gt;. (-_-").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"semua, lihatlah lukisan yang adik Fasyan buat nih, cantik kan?"&lt;/span&gt;..aku tersipu2 malu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senang makan puji kecil2 dahulu..cikgu beri bintang emas untuk hasil contengan aku, terus impian aku untuk menjadi jagoan2 seni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naive.&lt;/span&gt;.aku tahu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku kept on drawing, masuk competition yang diadakan di sekolah..tak menang, tapi untuk dinominasi mewakili kelas sudah cukup untuk kembungkan ego aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apa yang nak dilukis? bawa datang, beta lukis!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;angkuh, aku tahu..tapi itu dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sampai tahap dimana rakan2 kecilan aku minta aku melukis portrait mereka..mereka rela menahan expresi untuk sedemikian lama, dengan harapan akan hasil seni dari tangan kecil aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, aku memang popular masa itu..popular...;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malang..&lt;br /&gt;semua itu tak tahan lama..malang betul..aku masih ingat, it was during an art class in year 5..titik tolak aku membaling pena seni untuk sekian lama...moral down...&lt;br /&gt;there was this temporary teacher taking over, Mr samting2, Scotsman aku pasti, sebab aku masih ingt pelat die susah nak faham oleh aku yang masih rangkak2 berbahasa asing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Allright children, pick a partner, and draw their face best you can"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mudah.&lt;br /&gt;.mudah..&lt;br /&gt;itu bisikan hati aku dikaburi ego..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lukis muka sahabat aku, penuh gusto, penuh semangat, yakin bahawa aku bakal hasilkan seni yang akan dijaja keliling untuk tatapan umum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he came along, took a quick look, and asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You drawing your friend or the incredible hulk there son?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gamam seketika..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yelah, sahabat aku orang Pakistan..walaupun umur baru sahaja 9 tahun, sudah punyai misai..aku lihat dan lukis sahaja..dan memang orang Pakistan berbulu sedikit,so aku lukis juga..&lt;br /&gt;well, mebe aku ade exagerate sedikit, but its art bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pedulikan..&lt;br /&gt;pendek kata..&lt;br /&gt;hati kecil ku remuk..&lt;br /&gt;itu sahaja, dan aku sudah lupakan cita2 untuk bertanding di arena seni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotional and psychological scar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skarang, bertahun2 kemudian, aku ambil jalan mudah, tangkap sahaja pakai kamera..&lt;br /&gt;senang, kalau orang komen buruk..&lt;br /&gt;aku masuk photoshop..&lt;br /&gt;kalau orang masih kata buruk..aku kata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ini art okayh, kau kata buruk, aku kata cantik..nilai seni, kau memang tiada"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ade pychological and emotional impact okayh, sape mahu lawan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6459544024354290352?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6459544024354290352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6459544024354290352' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6459544024354290352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6459544024354290352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/cite-duluyereminiscence.html' title='Cite dulu..ye..reminiscence'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2429329517620591003</id><published>2008-04-24T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:19:02.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the small pleasures..</title><content type='html'>I use to hate to cut my hair back when i was a kid..i hated it..&lt;br /&gt;being a kid,I was not one who would be able to sit down quietly while some stranger pranced around my head, snipping here and there, pushing my head there and here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for long as i can remember, Dad was usually the one who took me to the barber shop..and we would only visit it when he saw both me and my bro looked like we were wearing songkok all day long (yeah, talk about hard wire hair..nightmare to comb..)..&lt;br /&gt;he would walk in first, make eye contact with the mamak holding the cutting machine and say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My two boys, make them hensem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not hard to do, i assure you..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but, i was less than amused by such man to man gestures..&lt;br /&gt;the itch, the stillness..argh, it was unbearable for the child me to sit still about it..plus, it always scares me when razor sharp scissors are but an inch away from ur eyes..(x_X)..&lt;br /&gt;plus, you can always tell if the mamak just had his lunch...his hand would smell of curry..euw..(-_-#)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once though, Dad was unable to take us to the barber shop for some reason, so Mum was called in as a replacement..If it were up to dad, he would take us to the mamak without even thinking...Mum?..well....she took us to a fancy saloon..&lt;br /&gt;wuu..&lt;br /&gt;we were living in Klang then..so its not some fancy saloon you would see at the shopping malls..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a concious kid, i was hesitant to enter at first , ya lah, got huge picture of a woman in front..I being a guy, 5 years old worth of guy-ness, could not bring myself to enter without hesitation..;p..i was thinking, this must be a place for women!! argh!!! shame2!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok, i got forced in anyways, but point is i put up a small fight first..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the reason why i remember that particular trip to the saloon was because the hairdresser complained so hard about me not being able to sit still..he was always pushing my head here and there..tilting it like it was a globe and he was trying to search for Italy on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adik, jangan banyak gerak"&lt;br /&gt;"Adik, duduk diam-diam"&lt;br /&gt;"Adik..(-_-#)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i pissed him off..&lt;br /&gt;young Fasyan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt;, gay hairdresser&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was already forced to fight a war with my barb wire hair..and now he has the jiggly child attached to the hair to handle...not his day im assuming..&lt;br /&gt;i remember coming out with my hair less than perfect..holes all over, courtesy of the fidgeting I did all the way thru the session..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, good times..good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, its different it seems..yes, a lot less fidgeting on the hot seat, and i seem to enjoy it a tad bit more too....and i go not because i was forced, its because i want to..yeah, thank maturity and a heightened sense of self grooming for that..;p&lt;br /&gt;cant stand to see my unruly hair get past my ears..itchylah..(=_=")\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ane, potong pendek aa, atas kasi panjang sket!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good, tis good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2429329517620591003?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2429329517620591003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2429329517620591003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2429329517620591003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2429329517620591003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-small-pleasure.html' title='Its the small pleasures..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-816387432930970112</id><published>2008-04-21T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:42:16.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go go gadget money maker!!</title><content type='html'>aku mudah teruja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aih..aku rasa ia Achilles heel aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah beberapa kali aku menahan temptation untuk menghapus duit simpanan titik peluh..sudah banyak kali...ye, aku sedikit spendrift pabila bab2 gadget2 nih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gadgetmaniac? apekah wujud vernakulasi itu? ah, jika ada, akulah contoh terbaik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terasa seperti shopaholic..eargh..padahal aku hanya minat pada barang electronics, kasut dan baju dan item penghiasan diri yang lain...kadang-kadang, bila aku rasa fashion sense aku perlu di revamp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk pengetahuan, aku kini sedang dlm process menabung untuk funding rig baru..&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa kaum lelaki tahu apa yang it rig...RIG...&lt;br /&gt;kaum hawa, mesti kamu kehairanan bukan? oil rig? drilling rig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa rig baru? rig lama sudah,bak orang kata...tukun...walaupun bagi parents aku dan adik2 aku dirumah, rig lama aku bagaikan jet pejuang..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tahu dimana mahu letak ego jantan aku jika semua rerakan upgrade rig mereka sedangkan aku masih lagi blom kenal apa itu dual core..yeah, its a guy thing..;p..its the same with girls and their shoes and what nots, only for us guys, its a once in every 2-3 years kinda thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macamana?&lt;br /&gt;nak menabung untuk Eton, menabung untuk rig, menabung untuk masa depan..bnyk btul tabung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skarang ni aku hanya ada satu tabung..tabung untuk berbini &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*aku tahu kamu juga ada tabung sebegini*&lt;/span&gt;..nampaknya aku kene bukak tabung lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti jika salah satu tabung itu sampai ke destinasi kamu, jangan segan2 untuk menyumbang k? ..aku balas dengan senyuman jutawan aku :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to, and addicted to..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys - like you'll never see me again&lt;br /&gt;Estrella-all their music&lt;br /&gt;JT &amp;amp; Madonna - 4 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-816387432930970112?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/816387432930970112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=816387432930970112' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/816387432930970112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/816387432930970112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-go-gadget-money-maker.html' title='Go go gadget money maker!!'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-1643277151181949155</id><published>2008-04-16T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:52:03.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought on things that wont come back</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I cant believe that im already of 20 something age..I look at myself and wonder..have i missed some years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 years of school seemed like forever, but life after that..seems to whizz me by a tad to quick.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when i was in primary, I had a cousin staying over my house since he was studying at an institution close to my home.. I use to look at him and think, wouldn't it be nice to be his age..able to mix around with the adults, taken seriously for a bit?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, being a kid was fun,but not often are we taken seriously..during my primary years, there were times that I would get a bad stomach ache, but would still be forced to go to school, just in case i was faking it..(-_-")..&lt;br /&gt;a disastrous end to that episode..lets just say i got a new pair of pants later on..;p&lt;br /&gt;And somehow or rather, I remember me always being on the wrong side of any situation in school..I was beaten up often by my teacher in my primary school for every reason under the sun..&lt;br /&gt;tulisan buruk lah,&lt;br /&gt;muka surat buku latihan tak cukup sehelai la,&lt;br /&gt;pembaris tak bawak la,&lt;br /&gt;and was even whacked when i got a wrong answer for maths!! hellooo, im learning here!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;simple enuf to say, my primary school years were the years i would rather forget than reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that' why my years in school seemed long..primary years was hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the only grudge i have is against Mr Amran..yeah, know the name..the day i see him in the streets is the day ill give him a piece of my mind, pray hard Amran..pray..*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;moving on...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Secondary school is where things started to get better..you can argue on your side without being whacked on the head for being rude..argue in an acceptable way that is mind u..not shouting about..;p&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats where things started to accelerate forward..yes, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;spending my years in secondary at 3 different schools does make 5 years seem like a flash..being forced to stay in hostel also has changed me somewhat..id say, tougher..if u can survive hostel life in a boarding school, then u can survive any character the world has to offer..secondary years were also the years i started to get a hold of myself..a revelation so to speak..secondary years is also the time i started noticing girls..but thats a different story..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what does my ramblings have to do with anything?&lt;br /&gt;well, its a conclusive thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adults enjoy themselves more than kids&lt;/span&gt;.Why?..kids have fun just for the heck of it, without purpose, its kind of a hollow fun...we (I adult ke?)know what we want, and work hard towards it..thats our fun i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;pueh ati bak kata orang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now approaching the end of my stay in Uni, its a blessing that I have made it thus far..The past few years were tough but sweet..I cant say that i would want to go thru it another round (God forbid)..but I cant say that I wont be thinking about it often in the future..i cant say things turned out their very best..&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt; thus far..and for now, its what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a kid, adulthood seemed to rock..now that i'm here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does rock huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-1643277151181949155?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1643277151181949155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=1643277151181949155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1643277151181949155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1643277151181949155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/thought-on-things-that-wont-come-back.html' title='A thought on things that wont come back'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5942750291307400667</id><published>2008-04-15T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:57:29.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on a more serious note..</title><content type='html'>It's a gaping hole to say the least..&lt;br /&gt;staring right back you when u stare right back at it..&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder, was it ever to be this way.. i mean..THIS.. (0_o)/ (points everywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you are, how u are, how people around u are, how things basically are..are, not the present tense, not 'were' nor its future counterpart, 'could'..&lt;br /&gt;what can best sum u up now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets think about that..a word..an emotion..an event..one thing that is defining u at this particular moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u are thinking for more than a minute on it (like i had)..im thinking a some good reflection time needs to be done..&lt;br /&gt;stare at the ceiling once in a while, and count ur blessings..ask urself defining questiions..&lt;br /&gt;i have frequently forgotten to ask myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is this where u want to be Mr?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;forgetting this usually results in a sudden moral depreciation..a sense of not being of use to anyone since I myself am not sure if this is where I want to be..is this my purpose?..is this the use of my God given brain and limbs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its a NO..then something needs to be done..and i don't mean tomorrow hun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that has hit me right smack in the face is that, nothing comes easily like a Happy Meal (which i have not had for years now..erm...)..some lazy asses needs moving if we want things to turn out the way we want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, like the song..shut up and drive Fasyan!!!&lt;br /&gt;what drives you? passion? if so.. where has it gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a reminder to myself, and anyone alike..if ure feeling down and about..look urself in the mirror and ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is driving u today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, the answer so happens to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;note: positive energy attract positive people..its the only thing defying the laws of physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5942750291307400667?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5942750291307400667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5942750291307400667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5942750291307400667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5942750291307400667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-more-serious-note.html' title='on a more serious note..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-192896680645510682</id><published>2008-04-14T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T07:33:13.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinding inch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SANrJ_qoadI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9UwUfbe-kZ0/s1600-h/image-upload-207-791585.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SANrJ_qoadI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9UwUfbe-kZ0/s320/image-upload-207-791585.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ke pc fair,bli wireless kebod dan mouse.utk ape? Tembak screen ke dndng blk dn buka photoshp beso2..kebod dn mouse dangkt ke atas katil.why?x perlu reason.;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-192896680645510682?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/192896680645510682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=192896680645510682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/192896680645510682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/192896680645510682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/dinding-inch.html' title='Dinding inch.'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SANrJ_qoadI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9UwUfbe-kZ0/s72-c/image-upload-207-791585.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6203037331815226486</id><published>2008-04-13T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:19:17.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL freeze, more that just a publicity stunt</title><content type='html'>Look &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/4/14/nation/20080414091531&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking minds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..we missed it..but hey...we had something better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the opportunity to meet the mind behind the 'KL Freeze' event. The organizer it seems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to his card, he was a freelance MC, publicist..from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;randomalphabets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first he seemed to be foreign, tapi apabila ditanya dari mana asalnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Malaysia", jawabnya ringkas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namanya Zain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none the less we were a bit tergamam,yelah, die dengan tak ada rupa orang-orang yang kita biasa lihat di jalanan..but he was born and raised here..it does make him every bit Malaysian as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the stereotypical mind that most of kita dah terjerat in..I myself included..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we think of Malaysia as Melayu India Cina..thats the only thing that pops into our head when we think multicultural..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what about the Iban, Khadazan, orang Asli and even those who were born and raised here even though their grandmothers and grandfathers were from elsewhere..those who have worked here all their lives... what about them? are they not Malaysian too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was said by Zain was true..we perceive things based on how we were raised..perception..&lt;br /&gt;mebe we were brought up to believe that Malaysia only consists of the tree dominant races..failing to notice the other people that make this country blissfuly coloured as it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event, KL freeze had a more deep agenda than just being a gimic..I'm not sure it its well known or not, but i was not aware of the main motive until the encounter with the brains of the operation himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was to show, to prove that we as Malaysians can do something together, in unison..regardless of race, age, background, religion..it was not just something that we done for the papers..&lt;br /&gt;you could be a millionaire living on the hills of Damansara, you could be the one who helps push the old lady in the hospital, be someone living in the tranquil forests of Malaysia..be someone of the street..point of the matter is, all these things are regardless, as we are can all do something together if we put our minds to it..think globally..as a unit..as Malaysians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay, we missed the actual event (by minutes)..but we were lucky enough to have been able to meet the man driving the event, and was able to share a piece of his insight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applaud the thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Being selected to go to National Service, this thought should've been imprinted in my head..and it was for a while..then...i forget...i just forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6203037331815226486?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8470802029620384507</id><published>2008-04-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:43:50.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads up</title><content type='html'>Bak kata Sang Putri..teaser sahaja..&lt;br /&gt;tangan dan otak terlalu letih untuk menyusun kata-kata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak apa, nanti bila aku rajin, aku akan update post..jangan kamu gundah gulana....buat sementara waktu,you all can just have a looksie at the randomness (not to mention weird) things i put Eton thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tummy filler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImIvqoaXI/AAAAAAAAALI/Jwe-TgreAmk/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImIvqoaXI/AAAAAAAAALI/Jwe-TgreAmk/s320/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188751652360317298" border="0" /&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;The models (idung berdarah..perv mode ON!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImJvqoaaI/AAAAAAAAALg/MuRX2t62j98/s1600-h/DSC00801a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImJvqoaaI/AAAAAAAAALg/MuRX2t62j98/s320/DSC00801a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188751669540186530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImI_qoaYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3GU1JOxa3h4/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImI_qoaYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3GU1JOxa3h4/s320/DSC00818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188751656655284610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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;The unexplainable urge to shoot in the street (with odd stares no less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImJfqoaZI/AAAAAAAAALY/HG6au3ZVEgY/s1600-h/DSC00870a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImJfqoaZI/AAAAAAAAALY/HG6au3ZVEgY/s320/DSC00870a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188751665245219218" border="0" /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAIoM_qoacI/AAAAAAAAALw/S89ls_1Voek/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAIoM_qoacI/AAAAAAAAALw/S89ls_1Voek/s320/DSC00868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188753924398016962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAIoMfqoabI/AAAAAAAAALo/4EAiQdkvz2s/s1600-h/DSC00883a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAIoMfqoabI/AAAAAAAAALo/4EAiQdkvz2s/s320/DSC00883a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188753915808082354" border="0" /&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;It was random, and it was a blast..further details will follow..rite now, all i can think of..is my pillow..go figure...(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick shoutout to Hati Lara..wished u could have joined us hun..no worries, next time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to tell..but words elude the sleeping mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..where did i put my teddy..erm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8470802029620384507?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8470802029620384507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8470802029620384507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8470802029620384507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8470802029620384507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/heads-up.html' title='Heads up'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SAImIvqoaXI/AAAAAAAAALI/Jwe-TgreAmk/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8554074223332751629</id><published>2008-04-09T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:01:17.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things only guys would understand..</title><content type='html'>Looking2 thru the flyers for the upcoming PC fair..&lt;br /&gt;wah2..sure got lots of things cheap2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm2..rig getting old (alasan..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw in one of the flyers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title "BUDGET PC"..cost less than 1k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the specs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")..same spec as my current setup liau (almost..)..waaaaa~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pc now considered "budget"..WTF (fish)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i buy expensive woo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW SAY BUDGET ONLI?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need get new rig...aiyoo..no money laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a bit..but saving for Eton funding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rig oriented..(-_-!!) aren't we all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8554074223332751629?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8554074223332751629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8554074223332751629' title='5 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>One for the techies</title><content type='html'>There has been a buzz it seems as of late..I spend hours a day looking through hacked gadgets on the net..keeping up with the latest on goings of the world..&lt;br /&gt;I have alway's been interested in projects utilizing the PIC as it seems that u can almost do anything with it provided u can manipulate the source code accordingly.. it has however caught my attention that a new micro controller is being widely used other that the PIC or the ATMEL.&lt;br /&gt;Arduino based project have been popping up like mushrooms lately, all project looking very complicated if we were to implement on the standard PIC..&lt;br /&gt;curious, why is Arduino getting so popular?&lt;br /&gt;a quick search on Google brought me to its website..&lt;a href="http://www.arduino.cc/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a read thru and a look at the sample source code, and it was clear why its a popular platform for hobbyist/techo-geeks alike..it's basically can best be described by its simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;its based on open source software and has shown some of the simplest set of codes for doing quite a taxing task..i think some of its most interesting feature is its ability to read analog inputs on the go, without having to program any ADC or DAC coding first..which is a pain if u dont know what u're doing....with that said, a myriad of analog input can easily be converted to its digital equivalent on the fly. it also helps that there are already sample coding on its website on interfacing with complex sensors like accelerometers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it may not be as widely accepted as the PIC (widely used by University students for projects), its slowly gaining grounds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a thorough website to start learning, its only a matter of time before it catches on here locally. Not sure where i can get my hands on a development board though. I'm hoping i can score some free samples..like i did with Texas Instruments..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ok ure thinking, why am i so hyped?..take a look on what it can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MD_-YnFZFP8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MD_-YnFZFP8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via hackaday.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For hobbyist like myself, don't go drooling all over the place now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5841572809401707261?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5841572809401707261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5841572809401707261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5841572809401707261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5841572809401707261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-has-been-buzz-it-seems-as-of-late.html' title='One for the techies'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-168830111583262336</id><published>2008-04-06T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:45:25.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one for the weekends</title><content type='html'>Allright- allright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been asking me, why have I been a lazy ass and have not taken the time to write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i know..i have been lazy, but thats almost synonymous with me these days.. all that i look forward to in a day is the time i get off work, and the time where i can run back to the comfort of my room, my solitude, and where i can happily do as i please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that has been me this past week and I hope not to stay that way. No body gets anywhere by being lazy.. well..mebe if ure Royalty you can get away with it.. but thats a different story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what have i been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed what have i been up to other than the usual boring job i do for money...i find myself constantly asking. what can I do that'll make me feel happy? what can i do to make me feel..content?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when i do question myself..have i really gotten what i want in life at this point? Am i missing things?Have i reached the milestone? Often it is left unanswered, however i do feel that it is one to be answered..soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a person who is easily intrigued. I like making stuff, a more of a DIY kinda guy.. i cant stand sitting on the sidelines when i know i can do it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i cant stand to sit around on my ass, doing nothing..so with that in said, i found myself a little at home project i can do...things that would be fun to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R_jY8QS1b0I/AAAAAAAAALA/hZMriUV4D0Y/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R_jY8QS1b0I/AAAAAAAAALA/hZMriUV4D0Y/s320/P1010024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186133500594843458" border="0" /&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;yeah, made my own makeshift fish eye lens..bought a peephole at a local hardware store, and pick up some stuff out the bin at home..a little elbow grease here and some good ol tape there..voila!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting thing to play around with...but still needs a few tweaks here and there though...cant seem to focus right..most of the pics come out blur..ill get it proper and running soon, and a pic of it to boot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying to try the light trail thing..looking for a gang to do it with...ngaa..when..oh when~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look &lt;a href="http://www.michaelbosanko.com/photo275350.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelbosanko.com/photo275350.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;...nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh yes...tagged once again..this time by the brains behind &lt;a href="http://alinsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;Itulah Aku..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very interesting this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets have a go shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;INSTRUCTIONS - You guys kena menjawab soalan- soalan yang telah pun disediakan. Tetapi here’s the twist - You’ve got to answer the questions sambil mendengar lagu di Winamp or any music players, with list of your favorite songs in random / shuffle mode. And to make things even interesting, the questions are to be answered based on the songs you are currently listening to - like for each new question, you gotta hit “NEXT” on your player and see what song comes up next, and from there, you gotta answer the questions and the answer gotta be berdasarkan atau berkaitan dengan that particular song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, answer the darn question based on ur playlist. Press the next button on your playlist everytime you answer a new question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- If Someone Say “Is This Ok?”, You Say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too little too late -JoJo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i am the forgiving type..usually..but that doesnt mean i wont turn a bad leaf on you and give u the JoJo!!! u sing it girl!!! aww~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- What Would Best Describe Your Best Personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing lasts forever - Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, im thinking....&lt;br /&gt;mebe its tryin to say....&lt;br /&gt;erm....&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be gone if u dont catch me now?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i think so...s&lt;br /&gt;so ladies..sile2..*blush2* :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- What Do You Like In A Guy / Girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burn-usher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, prolly someone who can burn me..i mean, not literally..passionately i mean..&lt;br /&gt;wuu...deep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- How Do You Feel Today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stuck in the middle - Mika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika, u took the words right out of my gaping mouth..&lt;br /&gt;stuck in the middle between there and nowhere..next stop? somewhere!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- What Is Your Life Purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black and White - INXS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being transparent?&lt;br /&gt;or being the guy who mans the photocopier?&lt;br /&gt;i cant decide..owh life's choices..owhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- What Is You Motto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shake ya tailfeather- Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuh..hot~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- What Do Your Friends Think About You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sayap Patah - Dewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah.. u gossip about my wings ka? aww~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- What Do You Think About Your Parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock n Roll star - oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yeah!!!! They do rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cmon dad, lets go to that gig we've been dying to go too!! lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- What Do You Think About Very Often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sedang Ingin Bercinta - Dewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right...(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- What Do You Think About Bestie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numa-numa- O-zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what a Bestie is...owh well..&lt;br /&gt;numa numa yeh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- What Do You Think Of The Person You Like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mesmerize - Jarule feat Ashanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet...nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- What’s Your Life Story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good LIfe - Kanye West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicely said..its good..good..not complete..but good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- What Do You Want To Be When Grow Up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disco Lazy time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i told you..im a lazybum..sue me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- What Do You Think When You See The Person You Like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are u gonna be my girl - Jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaa....&lt;br /&gt;spot on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- What Do Your Parents Think Of You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All we are- One republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think all of their children makes them who they are, and vice versa..&lt;br /&gt;aww...shuwiit~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- What Will You Dance To At Your Wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pupus - Dewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuu, slow rock..i can dig that..ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17- What’s Your Hobby / Interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYair si Pari pari - Zamani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku romantis gitu..*blush2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- What’s Your Biggest Fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raise Up - Petey Pablo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...pills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- What’s Your Biggest Secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manusia sempurna - Nidji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh, im actually...deep deep deep deep, have to look very hard..and long..deep inside..&lt;br /&gt;im a perfectionist!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20- What Do You Think About The Person Who Started This Tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to save a life - The Fray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever started this tag..apparently u need help from The Fray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21- What Do You Think About The Person Who Tagged You To Do This Entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nada Melankolik Malaya - The Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita nada malaysia..yeah, keep writing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..fuh2...that was long..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would it hurt, to show some emotion? because I am here, and you're there...and we ain't showing none..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-168830111583262336?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/168830111583262336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=168830111583262336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/168830111583262336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/168830111583262336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-for-weekeds.html' title='one for the weekends'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R_jY8QS1b0I/AAAAAAAAALA/hZMriUV4D0Y/s72-c/P1010024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2377123182276329127</id><published>2008-04-02T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:00:06.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku malas sket..</title><content type='html'>Aku sudah lama tak update?&lt;br /&gt;mengapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerana aku tak ada buah fikiran/senario yang aku boleh kembangkan berjela2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak ingin buat short post banyak2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nampak seperti tak berfikir panjang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu, ade yang setia klik ke pautan untuk ke laman ini, with hope of reading something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaf, aku kecewakan kamu semua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full blown entry will come by the end of the week!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime..ive been tagged by the brains behind &lt;a href="http://thehatejournal.blogspot.com"&gt;The Hate Journal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari2..kita isi masa lapang di ofis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 fakta random behind the classy exterior of Mr Fusyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate tomatoes..cant stand them...the only way ill ever consume them is either in a burger, or from a bottle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a fetish for watches and shoes..&lt;br /&gt;aku suka melawat kedai2 jam dan kasut...masuk pusing2..lihat jam2 yang ada..dan mengigau apabila jumpa yang berkenan...ill be content if i own a different watch for each day of the month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ahli kumpulan Nasyid satu masa dahulu..ye, aku pernah pergi competition nasyid..arena pertama aku perdengarkan suara aku to the masses..&lt;br /&gt;tak hairan mengapa kadang2 suara aku juga boleh sedap didengar. kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. aku suka naik public transpot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    mengapa? interaction..when else can we mix around among us..ok, we might not tegur each other..but the occasional stumbling across and old friend or flame is worth the gamble any day..&lt;br /&gt;plus, aku suka people watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. blood makes me dizzy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im an engineer..not a doctor..live with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. aku suka when we swim, we have our ears submersed, and all we can hear are the water rumblings.. the peaceful sounds underneath i just cant find anywhere else..its dreamy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My favourite drink is 100plus..&lt;br /&gt;go and have a jog..run2..run2..and when letih, and feel like dah tak larat, like betul2 penat..take a sip of cold 100plus...&lt;br /&gt;its a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I was a devout bookworm, i wouldve burn thru a book a day..now, i find there are other things worth reading...&lt;br /&gt;newspaper..&lt;br /&gt;magazines..&lt;br /&gt;peoples blogs...&lt;br /&gt;people's body language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...ive moved from a being a bookworm, to being a just a reading worm..now, is that a bad thing? *nerd alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so not a whole lot of interesting things, but hey..it said random facts..not random secrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u want to know a secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ure going to have to dig it out of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jika kamu rasa ingin buat juga..sile2lah...tak perlu tunggu aku tag kamu..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day now people~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2377123182276329127?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2377123182276329127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2377123182276329127' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2377123182276329127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2377123182276329127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/04/aku-malas-sket.html' title='Aku malas sket..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2962087214777098891</id><published>2008-03-26T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:51:43.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jump jump!!!</title><content type='html'>argh..bosan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku inginkan kelainan dalam hidup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me out of this friggin box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pernah kamu tonton channel Discovery Travel and Living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu channel kegemaran aku..sekali dengan MTV, Channel [V],  dan juga E! (ya, aku up-to-date juga).. tapi itu laen hal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sering kali khayal..bagaimana rasanya agak2 jika aku boleh travel ke seluruh dunia seperti mereka ? panjat gunung..melawat bandar2 dan perkampungan di negara orang..backpacking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resolution for 2008... to travel...aku ingin..ingin sangat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alangkah hebat jika aku seperti watak dalam movie Jumper? lompat2 ke sana sini..sape perlukan passport? and legs for that matter...;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resah juga dua tiga hari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, aku tak dapat nak hasilkan apa2 yang bermutu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucille ditinggalkan di atas katil..isteri no 2 yang kepinggiran sejak kugiranku berada dalam uncertain hiatus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eton pula...bergelap..kaca matanya yang baru masih belum sampai..aku sudah mula risau takut ia hilang ditelan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-pwcAS1bzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nvsAgMlJ0oo/s1600-h/P1010018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-pwcAS1bzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nvsAgMlJ0oo/s320/P1010018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182077947660824370" border="0" /&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;doesnt make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, abstract is the only way i write these days..aku suka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, kalau2 kamu salah tafsir, aku bukan dilanda &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFZz6ICzpjI&amp;amp;eurl=http://nukilannurani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teenage Affluenza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, bosan2..baik aku kemaskan bilik..&lt;br /&gt;mari2. ade orang mahu tolong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2962087214777098891?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2962087214777098891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2962087214777098891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2962087214777098891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2962087214777098891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/03/jump-jump.html' title='jump jump!!!'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-pwcAS1bzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/nvsAgMlJ0oo/s72-c/P1010018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-4253227895592578456</id><published>2008-03-25T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:19:01.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arent we all, deep inside?..</title><content type='html'>Serabut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serabut dengan kerja, serabut dengan keinginan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked hard past month, so i think a little self reward is at hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, aku self motivator..acknowledge titik peluh sendiri.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, apa yang aku buat untuk self motivate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku quote ayat bapa aku sendiri:&lt;br /&gt;"Rather than u finish up ur earnings on funny things, maybe u should try and get stuff untuk self appearance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan jenis yang suke spend for myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku shopping baju di F.O.S (bukan lagi Reject Shop kerana fashion taste aku sudah naik sedikit..)&lt;br /&gt;beli kasut di Bata..&lt;br /&gt;akan membeli di Parkson atau seangkatan hanya jika sale melebihi 50%..&lt;br /&gt;akan membeli di Parkson atau seangkatan jika bersenjatakan a person who would pay for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak akan bayar harga retail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam perempuan, pantang sale, ade sahaja muka aku kat shopping complex...&lt;br /&gt;ah, pedulikan, aku bukan kaya raya untuk bayar retail..biarlah baju season lepas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheapskate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape point aku sebenarnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, self reward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-mS4QS1byI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DtX7dn_fyDY/s1600-h/image-upload-1-724886.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-mS4QS1byI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DtX7dn_fyDY/s320/image-upload-1-724886.jpe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga dibeli dengan sale 50%..tak perlu tanya brand..&lt;br /&gt;ya..aku cheapskate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku masih belum cukup kaya untuk own jam harga sebiji kete kancil sekenhand..&lt;br /&gt;bagaimana mahu kahwin jika terus begini?&lt;br /&gt;Hantaran mintak 50% diskaun..;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-4253227895592578456?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-mS4QS1byI/AAAAAAAAAKw/DtX7dn_fyDY/s72-c/image-upload-1-724886.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-862437383249336796</id><published>2008-03-23T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T01:47:26.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku pantang dicabar</title><content type='html'>Aku dituduh terjebak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan terjebak wahai Sang Putri, tetapi mengikut arus..aku tak mahu menjadi tembok batu ditengah jalan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku juga tak mahu menjadi kucing jinak pabila merasakan diri singa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu cabar aku dengan cara baru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on bebeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kata Sang Putri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ambil gambar apa yang ada dalam bag kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atau poket kamu. Atau laci. Atau almari buku. Atau kabinet dapur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak punyai beg, maka aku ambil apa yang ada pada diri aku..5 benda yang paling berharga..man-bag yang aku bawa ke hulu hilir tak punyai apa2 barang berharga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maka..inilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-YWxwS1bxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GH9ySwCawS8/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-YWxwS1bxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GH9ySwCawS8/s320/DSC00457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180853465369636626" border="0" /&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;dari kana ke kiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dompet pitis&lt;br /&gt;   pendek kata aku bawak ke mana2..tak punyai pitis yang banyak..cume resit2 yang aku simpan entah mengapa..oh, juga ade gambar muke sendiri beberapa keping, just in case ade peminat mahu signed autograph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamu mahu sekeping?..aku signkan khas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. dua bentuk cincin&lt;br /&gt;    bukan cincin tunang mahupon cincin kawen..aku masih lagi bujang..ade gadis2 yang sedang mencari?..*senyum sinis*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kunci kereta&lt;br /&gt;    kunci kereta bukan kepunyaan aku..ramai bilang kereta yang aku bawa ke hulu hilir adalah milik aku. tetapi sebenarnya, ia adalah milik mak aku...&lt;br /&gt;kereta porche aku masih di bengkel........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. henpon&lt;br /&gt;    dalam gambar nampak mcm itam sahaja. tetapi itu adalah tempat di mana henpon aku bersembunyi...ade orang kata macam perempuan sahaja letak henpon dlm soft case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, pedulikan..aku sudah ranapkan banyak henpon kerana letak mereka bersama kunci2 serta syiling2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambahan, yang ini special kerana aku beli dengan duit sendiri...go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. jam tangan brand orang tak pernah dengar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak dapat keluar rumah tanpa punyai jam di tangan..masa itu penting..i take time seriously...aku rasa amat kesal jika aku lambat sampai ke destinasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam ini sudah lama...aku rasa sudah tiba masanya untuk aku gantikannya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade orang mahu belikan aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kene tag lima orang laen ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, aku nak tag sume rakan2 yang baca..anda baca maka anda di TAG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harap maklum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atarashi tokei o kaimashita..:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-862437383249336796?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/862437383249336796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=862437383249336796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/862437383249336796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/862437383249336796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/03/aku-pantang-dicabar.html' title='Aku pantang dicabar'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-YWxwS1bxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GH9ySwCawS8/s72-c/DSC00457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-3857053372736491240</id><published>2008-03-22T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:11:08.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku di TAG</title><content type='html'>Apa maknanya bila anda di TAG?..aku sendiri juga tak pasti, tapi aku rasa inilahnye kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pilih 5 atau 50 pautan kegemaran.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tag balik 5 orang.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pautan haruslah suci.&lt;br /&gt;4. Maklumkan orang yang ditag.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sebut nama orang yang tag kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pilih 5 atau 50 pautan kegemaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy peasy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    1. Pautan blog2 rakan2 ku..pagi2 sebelum mula bekerja, aku akan lawati blog2 rakan, tengok if ade update...so rakan2, tahulah kamu bahawa aku sedia membaca hasil2 nukilan kamu semua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awww~~ manis bukan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    2. www.engadget.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Laman wajib aku lawati untuk satisfy my technological cravings..this is where i get my gadget updates..where i know what sort of tech is out in the world...takdelah ketinggalan apabila ditanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pendapat mengenai Macbook terbaru keluaran Apple, atau apakah itu SSD (kalau kamu bijak tny diri sendiri adakah anda tahu ape itu SSD?)..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    3. www.photomalaysia.com dan seangkatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Laman where i get my photography fix..id usually go and see wat people are selling and reviews on stuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is not a phase..no its not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    4. www.thestar.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    perlukah aku terangkan untuk apa aku lawat? ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    5. www.deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    i  a m  a n  a r t  e n t h u s i a s t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Tag balik 5 orang.&lt;br /&gt;erm, perlukan mereka yang ade blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sang putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deyna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jazlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;encik pundak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Pautan haruslah suci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan vulgar seperti seseorang itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Maklumkan orang yang ditag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka baca blog aku..pandai2lah mereka nanti..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bajet pemes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sebut nama orang yang tag kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherryness..u got blog meh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3857053372736491240?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3857053372736491240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=3857053372736491240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3857053372736491240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3857053372736491240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/03/aku-di-tag.html' title='Aku di TAG'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-1873931412031083842</id><published>2008-03-22T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:00:23.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari Bercerita</title><content type='html'>Have u noticed that im into photography?&lt;br /&gt;well, bukan photography semata2, but art..art as a whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can be music, photos, even writing..yes, im into it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm an engineer (to be) by profession, an artist by impression"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that sums me up at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAYAKAN DIRI DENGAN ILMU ILMUAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam usaha untuk mempertingkatkan ilmu dunia fotog, I have registered myself in a photography course..It stated there Basic Photography Course..&lt;br /&gt;herm, mebe i dont know the basics, since I learn thru people most of the times, and thru self experience..mebe i dont have the nessesary basics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Sang Putri and Hati Lara in toe, off we went, KLCC the venue was...Sony Style..truthfully, i was hoping there were going to be practical based, but it pretty much talked about the features of the Sony Alpha and how to use it in real practice..&lt;br /&gt;although one could know most of it by reading the manual (which i did, thrice...), its reaffirming when a pro tells u how and when to use it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting at first, but the hafway thru..i got sleepy...(-_-")...lectures je sleepy, the heavy lunch didnt help either!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I THOUGHT I WAS HUNGRY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum ke the photography course, i was starving..i rili was...with nothin to eat for breakfast, i was looking forward to a good lunch..i was ready to eat anywhere, as long as its food, food!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sang Putri sagested we went to chilis, heck, i didnt even argue..thats how hungry i was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered like we were refugees at an all u can eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"U know the porportions are like, huge Fasyi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll finish it!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wat we got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UWcAS1bqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xCZ9Z7X6Jmg/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UWcAS1bqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xCZ9Z7X6Jmg/s320/DSC00437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180571616730771106" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mushroom beef burgers from Hati Lara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiken Fajitas from Sang Putri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country Fried Chiken from Mr Fusyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bottomless Chip Dips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..after eating the starter alone, i was already haf full...and to go thru the chiken?..ngaaa...seksa2...good thing it was delish..if not sure bazir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UZmAS1brI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XUZ9IcgWbpI/s1600-h/DSC00436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UZmAS1brI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XUZ9IcgWbpI/s320/DSC00436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180575087064346290" border="0" /&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;Wirawati Hati Lara, bersama Raksasa Sang Putri tengah gembira kerana lapar, dan makanan bakal sampai..owh, juga tgh promosi magazine yang dipinjam..(-_-")..u get commission ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with help from raksasa Sang Putri dan wirawati Hati Lara........we still din finish it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we need to bring Kong along next time..kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note to self..order salad next time...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN THE SPIRIT OF PHOTOGRAPHY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Watched Shutter too today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konon2 go with the whole tema of the day...photo2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UbWQS1btI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dTsc6SbXEew/s1600-h/shutter20POSTER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UbWQS1btI/AAAAAAAAAKI/dTsc6SbXEew/s320/shutter20POSTER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180577015504662226" border="0" /&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;Aku cuba google gambar poster Shutter yang American version, tapi tak jumpa..tengok je lah yang ini...aku malas nak mencari..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was it u ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/VELVET%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id say funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should see the postition the ladies were taking when watching (-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think their eyes were closed for about a quarter thru the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, i keep my cool lah, do u rili need to ask? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ladies, dont wet ur pants now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKU INGIN MILIK SEMUA&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UZmQS1bsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6PZp8ZdrFoQ/s1600-h/DSC00438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UZmQS1bsI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6PZp8ZdrFoQ/s320/DSC00438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180575091359313602" border="0" /&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;There are some pretty cool film cameras in the market..&lt;br /&gt;Leica..Lomo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leica being super expensive..ive been eyeing a Lomo, an action sampler to be exact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help but be wanting all of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua jenis yang kamu semua nampak di atas ini, ye, saya mahu semuanya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cepat simpan duit..cepat2..lupekan sahaja tabung kahwin tuh, gune duit itu untuk puaskan nafsu fotografi ku!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau kamu bijak, namakan semua jenis camera yang kamu dapat lihat di dalam gambar diatas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau kamu rasa kamu bijak lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKU RASA AKU SUDAH TINGGI..ATAU KAU MAKIN PENDEK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-Ub_wS1buI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tgd7J43vQ4k/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-Ub_wS1buI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tgd7J43vQ4k/s320/DSC00446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180577728469233378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pendeknye~~"&lt;br /&gt;"eh, kamu baru perasan ke?" *ketawa guling2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry tubs, mebe u need to get in more calcium in ur diet..hahaha&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AKU DITANGKAP BERSAMA GADIS SUPERHERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UcrAS1bvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C3FGIKCT4fQ/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UcrAS1bvI/AAAAAAAAAKY/C3FGIKCT4fQ/s320/DSC00448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180578471498575602" border="0" /&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;Bertopeng untuk kemana hun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.I.D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunk In Distress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets keep the flying to a minimal..i hate flying..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-Ud_AS1bwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YL_g3fnzGLs/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-Ud_AS1bwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YL_g3fnzGLs/s320/DSC00454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180579914607587074" border="0" /&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;Aku sudah tunaikan janjiku...letak gambar kamu-kamu di dalam blog..apekah kamu rasa femes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let not the stardom get to u...yet..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-1873931412031083842?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1873931412031083842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=1873931412031083842' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1873931412031083842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1873931412031083842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/03/mari-bercerita.html' title='Mari Bercerita'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R-UWcAS1bqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xCZ9Z7X6Jmg/s72-c/DSC00437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2042048008859452284</id><published>2008-03-16T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:12:23.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theres no limit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9041v8KbpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/65Rpfeq34ZI/s1600-h/image-upload-31-742829.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9041v8KbpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/65Rpfeq34ZI/s320/image-upload-31-742829.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mereka bangga dgn tv berinci2 mereka.skang ak boleh balas...&lt;br /&gt;''x heran aa,tv ak beso dinding!!''&lt;br /&gt;Dad brought home a prjctr two days back.apparently he gt one 4 free.trust dad to always get free stuff frm wrk..perks being a loyal civil servant.&lt;br /&gt;Jom layan wayang rmh aku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2042048008859452284?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2042048008859452284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2042048008859452284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2042048008859452284'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>its what we call...phun</title><content type='html'>Super saturday..wee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a plan long postponed due to time constraints...yeah, it was something most of us look forward too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inital plan was to go to bird park KL, do some free shooting, putting our earned cammies to good use..plan was cooked up weeks ago, but every weekend it seemed..we were busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, whoever works weekend everyweek, even workaholics, need to take a break!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, eyes closed, work forgotten, i decided that yesterday was the day to do something serious...seriously fun that is..;p...photo outing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9yZH_8KbnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/U1mPodmxSdc/s1600-h/DSC00634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9yZH_8KbnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/U1mPodmxSdc/s320/DSC00634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178182034271137394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ok, we didnt actually to to bird park per se..we went to the parks around it...&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ticket laa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 15&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruddy hell..wat are we, going in to see upper class birds??? do they poop gold???&lt;br /&gt;highly unlikely....&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was like 10 bux max..but hey, what am i complaining about..tourists have to pay RM35 to get in...;p&lt;br /&gt;poor chaps...i just hope they get their moneys worth...&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt for the fact that it was the middle of the month, and most of us are close to broke, we'd already bought tickets in..&lt;br /&gt;mebe next time people..mebe next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, so with bird park cursed over, we went to the orchid park next door. RM1 per entry!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now thats what we're talking about!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No worry guys, I got this one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belanjalah since its murah and all..ngahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice..although kinda small, it was amazing what kinda park they have here..its like unbelievable they are able to maintain this kind of park..its calm, serene, and lovely to have walks in..if not for the fact that to get there we had to go thru massive jams, im sure that id frequent this park every weekend... If only there were more parks like this across the country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about 3 hours there, and went elsewhere when our tummies called for a refill..&lt;br /&gt;*note to self...bring power bars on next photo outing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;straight after lunch we went to BB, in hope of doing some street shooting..HOPE..&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;it rained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, no street shooting i guess...so we ended up lazing around in some pretty comfy chairs at secret recipe..chat over a nice slice of cake, and drinks, talking away on whatever it is on our minds..if not for the fact that it was getting late. im sure we wouldve stayed there longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking, an designated day for casual talk over drinks is to be planned..once a month ke..&lt;br /&gt;just a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9yZIf8KboI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0xWanQGJ6CE/s1600-h/DSC00617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9yZIf8KboI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0xWanQGJ6CE/s320/DSC00617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178182042861072002" border="0" /&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;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrfusyi/"&gt;my flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the time people..thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3164058490088305203?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9yZH_8KbnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/U1mPodmxSdc/s72-c/DSC00634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-434481482952179326</id><published>2008-03-15T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T08:47:37.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitching</title><content type='html'>Testing cube...aku suka gambar yang wide, dan boleh nampak 180 darjah...aku cuba..dah aku cuba lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9vvHP8KbmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/giAhvj8p-KA/s1600-h/panorama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9vvHP8KbmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/giAhvj8p-KA/s320/panorama2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177995104409513570" border="0" /&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;Di taman orkid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9vtN_8KbkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wj9tBqYPks0/s1600-h/panorama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9vtN_8KbkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wj9tBqYPks0/s320/panorama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177993021350374978" border="0" /&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;rumah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both kerja rush, so loads of defects...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;bah, who cares, i think it looks great as my wallpaper..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin cuba..dan ingin cuba lagi...meh2..we experiment, u and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*deep down, at the core of me...i...am...an artiste.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-434481482952179326?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/434481482952179326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=434481482952179326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/434481482952179326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/434481482952179326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/03/stitching.html' title='Stitching'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9vvHP8KbmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/giAhvj8p-KA/s72-c/panorama2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-4359645768969252251</id><published>2008-03-15T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T02:03:13.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye,ak lepas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9uQ0P8KbjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/opF25IdwaaE/s1600-h/image-upload-9-792457.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9uQ0P8KbjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/opF25IdwaaE/s320/image-upload-9-792457.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ktka brsuke2 d ibu kota.ak lepas tensen.akhirnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-4359645768969252251?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-1660434166649670021?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1660434166649670021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=1660434166649670021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1660434166649670021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1660434166649670021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/03/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R9kPHP8KbiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/E8kkPKe_nd4/s72-c/image-upload-101-716042.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-9011750369153786569</id><published>2008-03-12T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:27:43.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing mobile blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIuDcrFuGQQ/R9ieOgC1yNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/drw5vivfboo/s1600-h/image-upload-26-716954.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dIuDcrFuGQQ/R9ieOgC1yNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/drw5vivfboo/s320/image-upload-26-716954.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jd ke x neh.bloging frm my hp.random pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-9011750369153786569?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/9011750369153786569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=9011750369153786569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/9011750369153786569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tak tahu melukis</title><content type='html'>Aku digambarkan &lt;a href="http://sang-putri.blogspot.com/2008/03/mrfusyi.html"&gt;sebegini&lt;/a&gt;, walhal aku orang segak bergaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa senyum-senyum? its true...*snigger2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang akan diberi markah corot jika aku seorang cikgu seni..good thing im an artiste by interest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pedulikan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksies Sang Putri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can gloat, I have my own shrine on your blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bow to me people, bow down!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3452373034955616766?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3452373034955616766/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-7593872339599146057</id><published>2008-03-09T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:10:13.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah o utade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demam pilihanraya..semua ingin terlibat..kecuali aku...aku tak punyai kuasa untuk menjadi boneka2 mana-mana parti buat sementara ini..mungkin dalam tahun yang akan datang..mungkin..&lt;br /&gt;buat sementara ini, aku biarkan mereka yang lain sibuk mengibarkan bendera2 mereka..melaung manifesto2 mereka, warkan berita akan calon2 mereka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak nampak engkau kibarkan bendera negara pon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pedulikan, sudah tamat, keputusan sudah diketahui dan muktamad, lets leave it at that people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was asked to record a song for a sahabat, as a birthday present..&lt;br /&gt;ok..sounds ok to me, since it is free and all, but my suara not that nice laa..&lt;br /&gt;its not low self esteem or nethin, i personally thought it was nice..until i did a small recording..&lt;br /&gt;did a sample, and...argh...sounded better in my head..(-_-")..tak mengapa, aku akan usahakan...and ill pass it on to a certain siren for c&amp;amp;c..&lt;br /&gt;yeah, u have a super singing voice hun, superb..lets sing together,u and i..and win a grammy or something..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it'll rain harder next few weeks whilst i wail around in my makeshift studio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kene panggil datang kerja..nuff said..its not something worth writing about in detail, so ill spare u the agony of reading, and the agony of me writing it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up later than usual today, on purpose...its the school holidays, so im thinking the roads wont be as crowded as it is usually...so i squeezed in some extra 15mins of sleep, and took my sweet time getting ready afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;no, i dont use an hour to get ready like some of you, 20mins tops and I'm out the door..*nods2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I look forward to breaks and public holidays..how I look forward indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a productive day people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-7593872339599146057?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5983942071626538641</id><published>2008-03-06T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:09:37.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get me my cuppa, now!!!</title><content type='html'>itu dia..&lt;br /&gt;hari ini....hari Jumaat...akhirnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetapi tak boleh tarik nafas lega sepenuhnya, mereka panggil aku datang hari Ahad ini......maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, pedulikan, kalau datang, dapat duit...so im not that picky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u pay me, ill come....yes, aku sedikit mata duitan...;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok hari mengundi, i wonder if the shops are open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping malls and cineplex close or not during elections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bengkel bukak or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which..my car is like a squealing b*tch...sent it for maintenance servicing...and the next day i cant turn the air cond on without it squaling like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to revisit the workshop during weekdays, weekend nih bukak ke tak pulak...herm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to do with the windows down for now.............the wind messes up my hair though..(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;lama aku betulkan rambut pagi-pagi, sampai office rambut sudah jadi rambai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\\__&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")     sebelum ke tempat kerja, rambut ku kemas, naik sedikit di hadapan, the style ive been wearing for years and years and years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ////&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")    sampai di opis, rambut landak ke belakang...aku bilang style juga..tapi apabila lihat di cermin..macam barbarian...tolak2 sket dengan tangan, betulkan......aku tak reti pakai sikat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pedulikan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin cuba naik cruise di putrajaya..orang sebut-sebut...macam menarik kalau boleh dibawa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eton&lt;/span&gt; berjumpe dgn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wahab&lt;/span&gt; skali..owh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kekasih Gelapku&lt;/span&gt; juga kalau ia tak busy meneman Sang Putri ke tempat lain...dan sorang lagi aku tak ingat namanya...Mandy was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ngantuk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who do I have to flirt with to get me a cup of coffee...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5983942071626538641?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6348398657894363404</id><published>2008-03-02T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:52:37.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>私はshopaholic である</title><content type='html'>Whenever i'm tensed up, I just can't sit at home..&lt;br /&gt;i need to be outside, doing something...be somewhere where i'm not boxed in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only day in a week im at home the whole day, and everyone else is doing something else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は女の子を得る必要がある...私は単一である..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bosan2 kat rumah smalam, i couldnt stand it , since sume orang bz dgn hal masing...so aku pergi kluar sorang2 kat shopping complex..lame, yeah, tell me about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burn2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abes duit..yes, aku juga kaki shopping kalau kamu tak tahu..i've brought girls who thought they were veteran shopaholics down to their knees..yes, aku pernah jadi mallrat yang hebat..&lt;br /&gt;bukan kerana ingin, tapi terpakse..dan bukan pembeli, tapi more of a teman..&lt;br /&gt;whence you have a professional shopper/mum in ur family, its just natural ure trained to carry the shopping for her (trains u to be gentlemen-like too..ngahaha), and thus following her everywhere on her sprees....trains ur upper forearm muscles,too not to mention..;p&lt;br /&gt;and oh, mooching off for some new stuff in between the shopping breaks also is a welcomed plus..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku keje kuat, aku deserve at least one good thing..yes? (biarlah practical training sahaja,pedulikan!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i come to work smelling different today..xtra nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend has gone thru rough times, and I've been ignorant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us move forward aite. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6348398657894363404?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6348398657894363404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6348398657894363404' title='5 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;"Dramatic giler mamat nih..blah ar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, aku juga boleh buat drama telenovela yang hebat..there's some pretty nifty skeletons in my closet..but lets leave it at that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu yang panjang..long and never ending it seemed...mata sudah mirip si beruang panda, tak cukup masa untuk bermimpi agaknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chain of thought are always interrupted by other things too as of late..interrupted abruptly, and without warning...im letting alot of things get to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papa Roach - Scars...&lt;/span&gt;aneh, tertiba lagu ini bermain2 di fikiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私を必要とすると言いなさい。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, ill spare u the d*mn drama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its going to be a tough couple of weeks, period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah sekian lama, baru maklumat sampai ke telinga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;information that i was seeking out tahun 2005..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008, baru dapat tahu..its a little late now dear...things have changed, and I for one follow the same trend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story of my life..late for everthing, and would wonder later how things would have been if I had made a decision earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事が異なっていよういかにか&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sunday, orang lain semua keluar bersuka ria...aku juga mahu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今女の子を見つけるため  ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-7000613437272967792?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7000613437272967792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2451820696448864786</id><published>2008-02-24T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:40:44.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrapping up the weekend</title><content type='html'>It seems the standard would never be raised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a steady customer for KTM Komuter for years now..taking it whenever i decide to go to the capital because for one, im no pro on the streets of KL, and two, i hate the traffic jams...taking public transport into town is easier, cheaper and less of a hassle..unless of course your on the komuter during rush hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit, its a crying shame that such services that the public uses extensively is poorly maintained..1 trains in an hour??..lemme tell u this, in an hour, the number of people accumulate can fill an empty carriage, inikan pula one that is already full!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f*uck that, they should be sending it out more frequently dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know its normal, but i think i have been patient with it long enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing i was traveling alone though...i became an *ssho*le for a bit, closing my eyes, and used my God given strength to just push thru the crowd and get my sorry ass inside the ruddy train..&lt;br /&gt;imagine if i had to bring my mother along, or my grandma, or a lady...cant expect them to push in too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not taxi?...saving..i had half a mind to just take a cab home, but no, i was on the verge of saving up for something..so cut corners wherever possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, call me cheap, all i know is i want to cash in as much as i can ...asap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey2, seems tht my younger bro is starting to pick up guitar..hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;keep on trainin bro, and soon ill be able to take u jamming for a bit..eventho im not that good meself..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bler nak g jam nih people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bowling yesterday at MID..been a while since last i went bowling, so yesterday was a bit of a stress relief therapy..throwing heavy balls at innocent pins as hard as u can...&lt;br /&gt;yeah, anger management courses should make this as their official sport or samting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh,first time bowled in the dark with the UV lights on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gler aa, like...super cool!!! (i know, jakun...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost feels like bowling in a disco!!(never been to one though...but have been to prom dates before...dark room with lights, and people dancing around though they dont know how..;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling sorry for the dude who was dancing at the bowling alley in the dark yesterday..bajet happening..(-_-")..abes bakul2 penuh dgn kutukan..aih2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my weeekend in a wrap..break it down fershizzle nizzle...*does gangsta sign*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2451820696448864786?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2451820696448864786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2451820696448864786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2451820696448864786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2451820696448864786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/wrapping-up-weekend.html' title='wrapping up the weekend'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5622835805600718427</id><published>2008-02-22T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:11:39.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad is a rockstar</title><content type='html'>As i was at work yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*troot troot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number showing up on my cell shows that its Papa calling me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"syan, u coming tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"erm, aaa....where to again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My office lah, kan ade battle of the bands!! u are coming tak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aa, what time does it start?"...l&lt;br /&gt;et it be known here, that im in slight disbelief..dad..ajak me tgk battle of the bands?....isnt that uber cool!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"8 pm....so u coming?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"erm, depends on what time i get off work..ill call u later to confirm k papa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"right2, later then"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;herm..thinking back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum did mention once, that back when he was a student at UPM, he use to be active in all these seni activities..keroncong and what not....not sure whether he was part of a band or not, never rili asked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebe he was an aspiring rockstar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, yeah, he was not shaking hands with the RM(u UTP people knows what it stands for) like body in UPM either..not enemies, just not best friends..apparently they accused him of bringing in all these negative influences with keroncong and stuff......yeah, he was the gangleader..;p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, years after, seeing his kids doing stuff like music and photography, prolly reminds him of his younger years...&lt;br /&gt;he was an artiste, drew a spectacular drawing of Tunku Abdul Rahman, and painted it beautifully...the painting, as i remember it ..is still intact, safely kept by my granny in Pasir Puteh...a testament that her son, my dad, has talents hidden inside, underneath the formal attire and stare he usually wears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, dad was an avid photographer too..i remember him having this old film camera, with all the bells and whistles..Yashica i tink the brand was...time blom kenal ape itu flash gun dan sebagainye, dad was already shooting away, making snap art, and then retired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive set a goal to myself, when i work, when ive got a job that is stable and income that is usable, id get him a camera, he wouldve probably be retired..so mebe a camera would give him a hobby..&lt;br /&gt;lets pray for a rezeki that is luas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im thinking...pretty cool gak rupenye my dad..i mean, i tot he was cool before, now, its just uber cooler..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope ill be just as cool as he is when i have kids..God Willing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how kewl do u think ur dad is?&lt;br /&gt;lets leave a shout out for cool dads everwhere!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my Minolta 50mm 1.7 to arrive at my bro's plce in NZ..then itll be another 2 weeks or so to reach Malaysia into my hands..hope its in good condition..super rare lens now that Sony is releasing its new line in the States..and all the good stuff are sold on Ebay there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update on wishlist 2008 from earlier post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) what i would like to own by the end of 2008&lt;br /&gt;   a. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A DSLR (tak lama dah nih, insyaAllah)------aquired!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   b. electric guitar..my semi is sounding positively unworthy for my rock inclined ears...&lt;br /&gt;c. expensive shoes. Before this always wear cheap ones...sayang to buy expensive ones because afraid ill wear em out too fast because of the daily walks to lecture..&lt;br /&gt;   d. A Tag Heuer or Tissot or setaraf watch.. I appreciate well made timepieces...&lt;br /&gt;   e. A tennis raquet...So that i dont have to pinjam orang len nye everytime I want to go play ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive scouted item d. on the list...and whoa..crap..good expensive..id settle for some well made ones..apparently, with some luck, can get it for discount with a help from a certain person *wink wink*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion?...save duit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice weekend everybody&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5622835805600718427?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5622835805600718427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5622835805600718427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5622835805600718427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5622835805600718427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dad-is-rockstar.html' title='My dad is a rockstar'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5650783874760555174</id><published>2008-02-19T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T05:37:14.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My right eye...it..twitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7raR9JX74I/AAAAAAAAAE8/YgjwbZFwE2I/s1600-h/DSC00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7raR9JX74I/AAAAAAAAAE8/YgjwbZFwE2I/s320/DSC00033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168683524367576962" border="0" /&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;Yes, read the above title properly...indeed, its twitching uncontrollably....&lt;br /&gt;and its...weirdly annoying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my does it?..does it have a reason to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time it twitched........oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the last time it twitched was last year, whence simultaneous projects were due for evaluation during study week..yes..i remember..thats when the twitch came to life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the twitch..sounds alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its twitching now..tp heran...look in the mirror, takmo twitch pula...(-_^")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebe i shud give it a name..,,yes....a good solid name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and still yet to think of one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today tried for the first time, shopping online..bid for something interesting..something susah nak cari here in Malaysia for that price...lets pray that its a good bid for a good item..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, isnt that a mystery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to---&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Get low- Flo Rida ft. T pain...old song but dang..grr grr grrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5650783874760555174?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5650783874760555174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5650783874760555174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5650783874760555174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5650783874760555174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-right-eyeittwitches.html' title='My right 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somehow i was kept idling on other stuff throughout the whole thing...spacing out most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restless perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday too...so, what else to cure it than a good ol nap in the afternoon, after a hefty dose of briyani for lunch (thanks mum)..yeah2, i know its not good practice..but it was too tempting and i was looking for a pretty damn good reason to take a nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up later to feel...slightly better (the thought of Monday still jabbing at me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll lose friends if i keep spacing out like this..ngaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need...good...therapy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..would like to welcome someone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sir wahab juan pablo alejandro&lt;/span&gt; (did i get it right miss?)...welcome to the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may u open your eyes and see things people would go &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;uuu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaa&lt;/span&gt; over..;p..im guessing a flickr boom is on its way..hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know....back to work..no need to tell me thrice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day toots~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-723882913945208796?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/723882913945208796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=723882913945208796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7TV19JX73I/AAAAAAAAAE0/rmlzVN_yhQE/s1600-h/fatal-attraction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7TV19JX73I/AAAAAAAAAE0/rmlzVN_yhQE/s320/fatal-attraction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166989795424464754" border="0" /&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;Interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a day, invented by the westeners, once a year, to remind themselves to say words of love to whoever they are falling for..i guess they need reminding that they have something to say to their spouses or teman, something other than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"is food ready?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"whats for dinner?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the ususal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"hunny......im hungry.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some see it as a day to be sweet and sugar coated for a day...for me, i think its  marketing strategy..really, if not when else can shops profit from all those heart shaped chocolates that no one seems to buy, or the huge amount of soft toys that seems to just be sitting there in their window..yes, i think its  a marketing strategy wrapped around peoples feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone should invent a day like what i head on radio this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Single Awareness Day&lt;/span&gt;....acronym being...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S.A.D&lt;/span&gt;...(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;14th celebrates Non-singles, so what the heck, make 15th a day for us singles to have fun too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear a black tie no that day or samting if ure a single guy looking..&lt;br /&gt;for the girls wear a red bow or samting on their dress that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when these people go out for a stroll and see fellow S.A.D celebrator, they be thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"yep, im not alone today...i have my fellow S.A.D's with me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking, it might even reduce the number of suicide cases..who knows?;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God this year, this year V-day is during a weekday..i remember a couple years back when it fell on a weekend..&lt;br /&gt;jam like crazy...everywhere anywhere leading to a shopping mall..&lt;br /&gt;1 hour bus ride from Putra Bangsar station to MV..wth..i think i can walk there faster..&lt;br /&gt;so that was the first and the last i'll ever go out on such days......probably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, while newly weds and the likes are having reasons to buy stuff for their partners, i find it just a reason to get my creative juices flowing make something here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----{@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, aint that nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8355551472048499846?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8355551472048499846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8355551472048499846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8355551472048499846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8355551472048499846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/sad.html' title='S.A.D'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7TV19JX73I/AAAAAAAAAE0/rmlzVN_yhQE/s72-c/fatal-attraction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-3017025753587034600</id><published>2008-02-12T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:55:25.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling the blacksmith to bake a cake because he works with an oven</title><content type='html'>The boss is away, the person in charge after is also away...memandangkan deadline is getting too close for comfort, kerja-kerja semua di'tugaskan' to me..someone who can barely tell the difference from end to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incompetent?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.....more like inexperienced..and unqualified.....yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you the destination, but not how to get there..basically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How do u plan to pasang the dingdong to the watchamachallit when the *toot toot* is 12vDC while the *#*!)0384 is at 4 amps and 240VAC?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(0_o)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"..............., sumbat jer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7Iw8tJX72I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i15luAtN3iY/s1600-h/floppyfail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7Iw8tJX72I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i15luAtN3iY/s320/floppyfail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166245542016577378" border="0" /&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;Sekadar gambar hiasan..from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The FAIL blog @ http://failblog.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3017025753587034600?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R7Iw8tJX72I/AAAAAAAAAEs/i15luAtN3iY/s72-c/floppyfail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2379189184702756631</id><published>2008-02-10T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T06:26:52.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Lucille</title><content type='html'>I was lazy to hassle around with photoshop in the afternoon, was sleepy like heck..so here are a few that went through, the rest would inevitably rest in my private collection..maybe for future editing..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R68DcdJX7zI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vhoLUQedPl8/s1600-h/DSC00395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R68DcdJX7zI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vhoLUQedPl8/s320/DSC00395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351085012414258" border="0" /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R68DdNJX70I/AAAAAAAAAEc/X27dN06yc7g/s1600-h/DSC00385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R68DdNJX70I/AAAAAAAAAEc/X27dN06yc7g/s320/DSC00385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351097897316162" border="0" /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R68Dd9JX71I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xM6s1b3EFyk/s1600-h/DSC00366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R68Dd9JX71I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xM6s1b3EFyk/s320/DSC00366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351110782218066" border="0" /&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;all were taken at the following settings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera : A200/18-70mm kit lens&lt;br /&gt;Focal length : 60mm&lt;br /&gt;F number : F/36&lt;br /&gt;Exposure time : 1/25&lt;br /&gt;ISO : 100&lt;br /&gt;Metering mode: Pattern&lt;br /&gt;Exposure mode: Manual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all were ran thru photoshop for quick color mods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deciding whether to continue with my flickr...its not as versatile as blogspot the way i see it..here i can write and put pictures all in one place, and its way more easier to organize...but its not as picture frenly in in terms of arrangement as flickr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices oh choices, why do u plague me...*sigh*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my guitar was starting to collect dust..poor thing, din have much of a chance to play her (yes, its a she, and it has a name..;p)..with work and Eton popping up between us, it seems we've become distant (aww, sappy2 mushy2..;p)....so i took it up and decided i would learn a song before the day is out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking punye thinking, i settled on a song by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;James Morrison, The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore&lt;/span&gt;..beautiful song, for those of you who havent heard it..please do..and thanks to the person who introduced me to this song..its now the song i sing in the shower!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it needed a capo on the first fret, but i played it without since my voice couldnt hit that high note anywys, and playing without it seemed to suit my smexy voice better..hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i was, singing away in my room..my browser on youtube with a video by Kokokaina on pause..have u heard her sing btw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywys, for those who want the chords for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;James Morrison&lt;/span&gt; song, and too damn lazy to search for it on the net, here it is, ill save u the trouble and paste it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;James Morrison&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore&lt;br /&gt;Album: Undiscovered&lt;br /&gt;Transcribed by Soch Hean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Capo 1st Fret&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                          &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;I've been twisting and turning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;In a space that's too small&lt;br /&gt;C.                                                                Am&lt;br /&gt;I've been drawing the line and watching it fall&lt;br /&gt;F                                                                                         C&lt;br /&gt;You've been closing me in, closing the space in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;span style=""&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;                                F&lt;span style=""&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;                                C&lt;br /&gt;Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                              &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;span style=""&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;                                            Dm&lt;span style=""&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;                            Am&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;                    C&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't explain why it's not enough, 'cause I gave it all to you&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;span style=""&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;                                                        Dm&lt;br /&gt;And if you leave me now, oh just leave me now&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;span style=""&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;                                   C&lt;br /&gt;It's the better thing to do&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;It's time to surrender&lt;br /&gt;Dm&lt;br /&gt;It's been to long pretending&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;There's no use in trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;                    C&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;                        F&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;             Dm&lt;span style=""&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;                                C&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pieces dont fit anymore, pieces dont fit here anymore&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/p&gt;                              &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;You pulled me under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;I had to give in&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful myth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;Thats breaking my skin&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll hide all the bruises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                &lt;/span&gt;                                                    C&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide all the damage thats done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;            Am&lt;span style=""&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;                                F&lt;span style=""&gt;                          &lt;/span&gt;                                    C&lt;br /&gt;But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;                        E&lt;br /&gt;Ooh don't misunderstand&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;                    D&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've tried, yes I've tried&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;span style=""&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;                                                        E&lt;br /&gt;But still I don't know why, no I don't know why&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;I don't know why...... whyyyyyyyy!&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in case ur wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;, its raining in the afternoons not because of my awful singing....;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-2379189184702756631?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2379189184702756631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2379189184702756631' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5174541104472712059</id><published>2008-02-09T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:57:13.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apungan</title><content type='html'>Aku kebosanan..smalam petang aku bawak kamera ke luar rumah, duduk di tepi jalan..dan tunggu...tunggu...tunggu untuk kete lalu...nak try buat panning shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punye lah lama tunggu, tapi yang lalu budak dgn basikal, dan makcik bwk anak jalan2, 2 subjek yang klu buat panning pon, tak ummpph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abes nyamuk geget, feasting on my bare arms and ankles...&lt;br /&gt;frustrated, i went back in..mebe its the holidays, sebab tu tk bnyk kete lalu kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi tadi got a message from Toyek, apparently ade drifting event going on kat Stadium Shah Alam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kaching2!!!*..opportunity!!!! even though the clock wat showing it was high noon, matahari terik tak hengat, i still wanted to go!! biarlah klu terbako sket kulit, bile lagi nak jadi hitam (I putih if u tak tau)..miahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a shooting session with Eton and Kong..Toyek followed on suit slightly later...it was my first attempt doing panning, so the first few were either overexposed, or underexposed, or just rubbish...took me a while to get the settings straight..with the high heat and the smell of burnt rubber, rili started to get on my nerves when pictures din come out right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, here are some of the pics taken, unedited as ive just gotten them in the comp, mebe later tunite ill put em thru photoshop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66gANJX7xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Mvx7nS1UEcw/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66gANJX7xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Mvx7nS1UEcw/s320/DSC00411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165241748029959954" border="0" /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66gBtJX7yI/AAAAAAAAAEM/znK-Ocbkddg/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66gBtJX7yI/AAAAAAAAAEM/znK-Ocbkddg/s320/DSC00394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165241773799763746" 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://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66extJX7wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Y_BsfhKlyo/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66extJX7wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9Y_BsfhKlyo/s320/DSC00385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165240399410228994" border="0" /&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;this post is just a heads up, ill edit this post later on, adding on the exiffs and stuff, God Willing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5174541104472712059?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5174541104472712059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5174541104472712059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5174541104472712059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5174541104472712059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/apungan.html' title='Apungan'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R66ewdJX7uI/AAAAAAAAADs/BJugGaC2UuA/s72-c/DSC00359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5208293527595659244</id><published>2008-02-08T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T06:51:14.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another happy session</title><content type='html'>Remedial..and refreshing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice having hungry happy people over, people who uve not seen for a while..and have them leave at the end of the day full, and happier than when they came..hopefully..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had a slight makan2 jamuan thing, a sort of meet up among friends..instead of the usual mamak where we would get together and have a chat, the venue this time would be my humble home, where I would try my best to dine them, and make catch up on watever things i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade yang makin kurus sebab intern, ade yang dah rambut start panjang, ade yang nak mule buat rambut jambul..ngahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;yeah, blame it on the mamak for salah potong all u want, but still look like hero hindustan laa!! miahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..enuf with the talk, time for some raw pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ_PccP9I/AAAAAAAAACc/rdGblQZQXCo/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ_PccP9I/AAAAAAAAACc/rdGblQZQXCo/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164601815699570642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alep tgh korek idung....(-_-")...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ3PccP7I/AAAAAAAAACM/gyzREQXDJFA/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ3PccP7I/AAAAAAAAACM/gyzREQXDJFA/s320/DSC00176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164601678260617138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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;Dad and Afnan bro...yeah, one look and u know they're related..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ4fccP8I/AAAAAAAAACU/aEQH7o-JsNA/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ4fccP8I/AAAAAAAAACU/aEQH7o-JsNA/s320/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164601699735453634" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tucking in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Anas, Kong and Alep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xj6vccQEI/AAAAAAAAADM/UMxDa3iJSrA/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xj6vccQEI/AAAAAAAAADM/UMxDa3iJSrA/s320/DSC00177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164612733506437186" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jazlin, Azra, Kak Su, Zati and adek Zati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xj7vccQFI/AAAAAAAAADU/1ZkovkBEzGk/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xj7vccQFI/AAAAAAAAADU/1ZkovkBEzGk/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164612750686306386" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kak Su, Azra, Ckin, Khalidah and adek Ckin (Ckin with glasses version..ngahaha)..baru ku perasan, color scheme 3 people in this pic are simillar..huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xqD_ccQGI/AAAAAAAAADc/dpzUFrakL8w/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xqD_ccQGI/AAAAAAAAADc/dpzUFrakL8w/s320/DSC00198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164619489489993826" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Encik pundak bersama Cik Jazlin, lawati blog mereka @&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; encikpundak.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alinsays.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xqJPccQHI/AAAAAAAAADk/rGynwtt0xTc/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xqJPccQHI/AAAAAAAAADk/rGynwtt0xTc/s320/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164619579684307058" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My gargantuan hand dwarfs the camera..why oh why~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Talked about an outing to PD..planning stages still, but hopefully it'll happen..lets go people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a good day..however those i wanted to see coming this time around didn't make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a super weekend people&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently addicted to Kokokaina @ youtube...jazzy..ngaa~~ *dreamy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;sing for me kokokaina~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5208293527595659244?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5208293527595659244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5208293527595659244' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5208293527595659244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5208293527595659244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-happy-session.html' title='Another happy session'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6xZ_PccP9I/AAAAAAAAACc/rdGblQZQXCo/s72-c/DSC00220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-3516718498866302907</id><published>2008-02-07T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T06:09:19.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another entry for the hols..happy CNY Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Senang betul nak kemana2 due tige ari nih, cukup senang.&lt;br /&gt;Jalan yang kebiasaannya padat dgn kenderaan kesana kesini....kosong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not fully kosong, but I can say that i was cruising to work yesterday, instead of the usual crawl...arrived at work 10 mins earlier, walaupon kluar rumah lambat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aih, if everyday was like this...id get better sleep, and id save more on fuel..definitely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advantage of having the roads so clear is that ley jalan2 tmpt2 u usually dont go to, just to know the roads..arent many cars, so takdelah ur suddenly stuck in traffic jam+salah jalan+sesat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a joyride perhaps this weekend..hmm..not a bad idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a 4 day weekend, so for those working away from home, or havent been home in a while, its a time to travel back to their hometown..lepas rindu kat katil sendiri and makan free+sedap kat rumah..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat zaman skolah rendah dulu, pantang cuti je, balik kampung (in Kelantan in case ur wondering)..distinctively remembering that i like going back because it was different..and because the 8 hour drive back was entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;We use to have this cassette (some youngsters nowadays dont even know what a cassette is) of the late Sudirman..we would listen to it, over and over all the way to kelantan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Balik kampung, wo 0h oh balik kampung!!"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres this one song about the alphabet..i forgot what it was called..but we sang our hearts out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it seems, like we jarang balik Kg..its the grandparents yang come to the city during breaks..huhu, udah terbalik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one, have turned into someone who has very low tolerance for long rides bek to kg..;p&lt;br /&gt;8 hours seems like forever..aih..&lt;br /&gt;I want to balik kg, dont get me wrong, but id rather it not be by car, if flight ke ok sket..cepat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gler demanding!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, mebe i am kinda demanding..hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti, when i have kids..time cuti2, balik kampung kire will be in Subang it seems, this will be my kids kampung..kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different to the kampung vision i had, but hey, times are a changing i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got three more days of golek2..its been a while since i had a good sit down with some buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*light bulb*&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/1535037843485859962-3516718498866302907?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3516718498866302907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=3516718498866302907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3516718498866302907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3516718498866302907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-entry-for-holshappy-cny.html' title='Another entry for the hols..happy CNY Malaysia'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6885594037742615101</id><published>2008-02-05T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T06:47:35.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets have a look shall we?</title><content type='html'>First of all, Happy Chinese New Year to fellow Malaysians~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get things rolling now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case u people were wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have bought myself a new camera..yep2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u must know..its a Sony A200....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes... i went to buy at Sg Wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case u people were wondering....thats all...;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with a lot of my money spent...how do i feel?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must say, feeling very happy..finally..its been a long long wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been months of looking thru the net for reviews...rummaging through forums for opinions..hours spent at shopping malls asking the kedai this and that...even went to Youtube to look at reviews....&lt;br /&gt;yes..this wasnt a decision made on a whim...its weeks of browsing and reasearh..so much so that if i was in the field of medicine..i could've found the cure for the common cold or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i was into only post processing, mostly with other people's shot and pictures..&lt;br /&gt;then the need to process my own work was aroused..why? because i find that to stave of the urge to do some serious photoshop-ing, i need to take my own set of photos, and work on them, rather than wait for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are some few shot taken with my new cammy, and please be gentle as they are only test shots done at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h0qPccP4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PFCWBY1NhrU/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h0qPccP4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PFCWBY1NhrU/s320/DSC00095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163505241829425026" border="0" /&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;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Langsir shot in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h1LfccP5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/5BkS9eBv-VY/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h1LfccP5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/5BkS9eBv-VY/s320/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163505813060075410" border="0" /&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad's car logo..trying to test how close i can get in and still focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h2RfccP6I/AAAAAAAAACE/1fsBUdeF21g/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h2RfccP6I/AAAAAAAAACE/1fsBUdeF21g/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163507015650918306" border="0" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking it for a spin outside a bit.picture of the laman.like the colours it spat out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bear in mind&lt;/span&gt; these were simply snapped...not a thought went into composition, exposure bla2..so yeah..its pretty ordinay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to officially take it for a day out....sape nak join..kite tembak orang buat Dragon dance!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but where ek? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my humble opinion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to mention here, that before one would buy items of great value, or items that would cost a lot of one's money...it would be best not to rush things..take it slow...think it through..do some research...avoid going to the shop and buy on impulse..most often than not, u'll end up regretting it because it wasnt what u hoped for or u were just swept away by the moment..shopkeepers have a way of making u feel that ure making the right choice then and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electronics for the most part has tons of reviews on the internet..so do ur homework..or ull end up with a gadget u regret owning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6885594037742615101?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6885594037742615101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6885594037742615101' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6885594037742615101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6885594037742615101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-have-look-shall-we.html' title='Lets have a look shall we?'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6h0qPccP4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PFCWBY1NhrU/s72-c/DSC00095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8703599588643235335</id><published>2008-02-02T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T04:52:00.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Eton</title><content type='html'>We are moving with the times..makin maju ke hadapan..&lt;br /&gt;modern??&lt;br /&gt;Are we better off from when we were 20-30 years ago? herm..tu tak pasti, tapi the thing i noticed is that teknologi makin modern, even nama2 pon dah modern...perempuan dgn nama seperti Honey, Sarah, atau nama melayu tetapi diselitkan bunyi2 nama omputih seperti Susan Isyah (takde kaitan dgn yang hidup mahu yang telah mati)..lelaki dgn nama2 seperti Danial, Romeo dan lagi nama2 yang aku juga rasa mcm kool bile sebut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemana hilang nama2 klasik melayu, nama2 yang nostalgic mengingatkan kita akan zaman2 kegemilangan filem2 melayu dan zaman dimana lagu2 yang dinyanyikan lembut gemalai..bukan dipengruhi hip hop mahupun trip hop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaman dahulu kala dimana pakcik2 yang botak masih memiliki rambut afro bulat, dan makcik2 suke memakai rambut tinggi  seperti Marge Simpson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaman dimana orang lelaki sluar ketat sampai nampak ba*ls adalah normal,&lt;br /&gt;zaman cermin mata besar mcm goggle scubadiving adalah trend..&lt;br /&gt;zaman tiada henpon untuk miskol2 awek nak ajak dating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slalu time skolah rendah, ble baca buku teks Bahasa Melayu, ade nama Ali atau Abu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemana semua Ali2 dan Abu2 sudah pergi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..what is my point exactly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i have obtained an item, a piece of technology that i think has potential to create art...&lt;br /&gt;and to commemorate the advancement of technology to which has robbed me of my savings, and at the same time tidak lupa akan zaman2 klasik Malaysia dahulu, i have given this piece of technology a name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku beri nama kamu...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sri Eton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8703599588643235335?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8703599588643235335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8703599588643235335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15    wake up and ready2 for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:45    off to work, go out early because want to huge traffic jam....its a nightmare to exit Subang during rush hours..(-_-")...make more roads out please MPSJ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:20    reach opis, see if pintu opis bukak or not, if not open, sambung sleep inside the car..i need all the rest i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00    most probably already at my desk, turns on computer and then make myself a cuppa neskepe..for safety reasons...im hazardous without caffeine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30    start working...start here means panas2 enjin..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00-18:30    working hours..waktu balik 18:30 seems just like a suggestion sometimes..balik lagi lambat padahal...im an intern not a full time employee fer pete sake!!! pay me more if u want me to do work until malam..;p..not professional i know, but hey..wont hurt to demand kan? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20:00    reach home, tired..mandi2 and dinner...cek2 tenet for any gadget news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:00    head starts to get heavy...mind restless..pakse my sis to pijak blakang....;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23:00    prolly have dozed off on the couch...with my cellphone dangling..my tolerance of late night stay up has decreased...now is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is a taste on what an engineer life would be...honestly, id have to say...pretty boring....&lt;br /&gt;all the time u have to urself are the weekends, tu pon if they dont call u to work then too...ngaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a300 and a350 gets official&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6HJr_ccP1I/AAAAAAAAABg/p-6Kn1xkmOk/s1600-h/dslr-a300_wsal1870_angle_flashup_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 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/&gt;http://www.engadget.com/2008/01/30/sonys-new-alpha-a300-and-a350-get-official/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goyah iman tul..(-_-")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-7835512215744557340?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7835512215744557340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=7835512215744557340' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7835512215744557340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7835512215744557340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-rest.html' title='i need rest..'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R6HJr_ccP1I/AAAAAAAAABg/p-6Kn1xkmOk/s72-c/dslr-a300_wsal1870_angle_flashup_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-614622039246840932</id><published>2008-01-29T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:53:24.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering if more is on the way..</title><content type='html'>First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time kasih kepada kerajaan kerana memberi angpow lebey tahun nih~ akhirnya, its been a long thing coming!!! and all at a time when we needed u most Malaysia!! wee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, is this all we are getting? 0_o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote from the text of the speech given by our Prime Minister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Peningkatan elaun tersebut adalah di antara 23 peratus sehingga 84 peratus. Kadar baru ini berkuatkuasa mulai semester pertama sesi 2007"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulai sesi 2007 means that it backdates to semester jan 07..so the amount yang dapat nih is already terkumpul? or is it just for the Jan 2008 semester?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is terkumpul, than it is clear yang kenaikan for us is the minimum of only 23%...maybe sbb kite IPTS and also sbb the campus is located luar bandar..who knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its for the Jan 2008 semester only and more is on the way..then whoa...im a happy man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, its not as much as id hope..but bersyukur..takdelah sempit hidup nih, bertemankan air liur sahaja apabila ke kedai..;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-614622039246840932?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8157860799025990688</id><published>2008-01-28T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T06:02:53.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, its an obsession</title><content type='html'>Theres something about art that makes wanna look at myself and say&lt;br /&gt;"How come I couldnt do something like that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Am i not creative?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the creative juices in me oozes through the crevices in the form of words at best, be it written or spoken..it was never to materialize in images or portraiture which undoubtedly is better received by the masses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words, beautifully carved and well structured, still needs reading...&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, either composed or taken at a whim, takes only a glance for its own natural story to unravel, its own flavor leaving an impression on eyes that are blessed enough to view it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the yearning inside me which was but mere sparks before and now gone full bloom, yes..i want to be able to take pictures that will stop people in their shoes and socks, and make them mumble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whoaaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say a piece of art is only as fine as the tools of the artiste,  song only as beautiful as the tune of its instrument..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am but without the tool...without a tool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only desire fuels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bler laa ley dapat pegang nih~~ T~T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A200 selling cheap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R53dmPccPyI/AAAAAAAAABI/wZ2xsTi3YU4/s1600-h/top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R53dmPccPyI/AAAAAAAAABI/wZ2xsTi3YU4/s320/top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160524397087047458" border="0" /&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;http://www.sonystyle.com.my/product/productinfo_cybershot.asp?Subcategoryid=17&lt;br /&gt;RM 1999 only!!! why why why~~!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8157860799025990688?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8157860799025990688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8157860799025990688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8157860799025990688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8157860799025990688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-its-obsession.html' title='yes, its an obsession'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R53dmPccPyI/AAAAAAAAABI/wZ2xsTi3YU4/s72-c/top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8538967631824983824</id><published>2008-01-23T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:53:38.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its all bout them huh?</title><content type='html'>Its funny, how concerned we are about the lives of people we don't even know..lives of people who we see through kaca tv or radio, and thats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why magazines like mangga, urtv, and adik beradiknya are selling like hotcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont buy them, seriously, i dont....id rather have a newspaper instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people like reading stuff like about that dude who took his shirt off while performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about that dudette who got nudy photos of her out on the net..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about that dude and dudette getting married and then again about them getting divorced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh2, u tau tak, artis ***** tu kan, i nampak die dating dgn artis ***** kat KLCC arituh~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"....I dont care.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no..im not that kejam, of kos i wudnt say that....but i want to...;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres three groups people who always appear on the front page of the news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politicians&lt;br /&gt;Rapists&lt;br /&gt;Scandalous artists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i wont be seeing my face on the front page any time soon...unless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanye feat Chris Martin : Homecoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8538967631824983824?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8538967631824983824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8538967631824983824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8538967631824983824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8538967631824983824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-all-bout-them-huh.html' title='its all bout them huh?'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-7689917010474007932</id><published>2008-01-21T15:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:00:46.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snore2</title><content type='html'>Freakishly sleepy yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Yawning my head off..&lt;br /&gt;Eyes all red and watery from all the yawning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 doses of caffeine didnt do a thing to help.......then again, it never rili helped before too..;p..curse my cast iron stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nk tdo...im working out in the open..&lt;br /&gt;find some other place to doze off?....i dont think there's one in the office..&lt;br /&gt;why oh why~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best klu dpt katil nih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked around to see everyone else is pulling the same face..the face that spells M-E-N-G-A-N-T-U-K.. so obvious, u wudnt be surprised if people suddenly fell down and started to snore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where's my bantal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its because its Monday...yes, must be it...the hype of the weekends mustve taken a lot of energy out of the people..or their weekends could've been slow which carried on up until Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either case..Monday isnt a good day..for a lot of people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish they had a massage chair here..like an OSIM or sumthing..so if sleepy2...ken go and urut2 to wake u up~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urut...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mmmmmmm~~~~~ uuu~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzzzzZzZZzzZzZZzzZzzZzzzz (~oo~ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday...starting to feel like its monday....ngaa&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting and waiting and still waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paramore-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crushcrushcrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sinik feat james blunt-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-7689917010474007932?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7689917010474007932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=7689917010474007932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7689917010474007932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/7689917010474007932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/snore2.html' title='snore2'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-1654854035667771012</id><published>2008-01-19T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:18:45.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its your will but not nessesarily mine</title><content type='html'>There are things i do not understand..things i cannot apprehend..things that are not within my power to decide nor it is for me to decide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have would u have considered your life has been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking not whether ure happy with ur life or not, here i am asking whether u have lived ur life the way you have envisioned it,or whether it has been jammed into a template set by others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, people will have their expectations of how u should turn out, on how u should be when you grow up, and how it would all end..but to expect one to follow others expectation like a regime is sometimes too much to be asked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own expectation in life, have my own vision on how i would like to lead my life..and when people crush down on it, expecting me to live according to their expectations...it doesnt go so well with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think i live my life well.. i study, i do my jobs, im not into any bad social habits like drugs/smoking/drinking..nor have i been mixing it up with the wrong crowd..&lt;br /&gt;Ive kept my nose clean, yes, that much i think i have done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when there are individuals who question my moral values, then it just fires me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes talking about it doesnt seem like a good idea, because more or less I would have already known before hand the ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its just hard i guess when your feelings are not considered when decision are made...decisions that effects u directly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people telling you how to live your own life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own expectations, what would it take for others to respect it and respond...thats all i&lt;br /&gt;ask...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-1654854035667771012?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1654854035667771012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=1654854035667771012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1654854035667771012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/1654854035667771012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-your-will-but-not-nessesarily-mine.html' title='Its your will but not nessesarily mine'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-4543959941875576623</id><published>2008-01-15T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:12:23.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets do that again!!</title><content type='html'>had a great weekend~&lt;br /&gt;yep2..all the tension and boredom and gloom that hung over was shone away by a good ol laugh about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICNIC!!! wee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a picnic in Putrajaya last sunday, at Taman Putra Perdana..woke up as early as 5:30 to get ready...ready in my case here is to knock on mum's door and wake her up so that she can prep the food for us (thanksies to Mum!!!)..its not that i cant prepare it on my own, id just rather not..plus, i dont think it would have turned out as good...me with my clumsy hands..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan initally was to catch the sunrise..but memandangkan pukul 7 tu baru sampai Putrajaya, guess it was not possible..sepatutnye we shud be there by 630 or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe next time..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, i was pelik2 sket nak g picnic at the Taman Putra Perdana..sbb when we arrive, orang there were like in their tracks and were jogging around..while we were in our jeans and carrying food and gear...wasn't even sure if tmpt tu can do picnic or not...&lt;br /&gt;tp since ramai, so bedal je lah..kene halau, ramai2 kene halau~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did we eat?&lt;br /&gt;there were:&lt;br /&gt;spageti by mr kong&lt;br /&gt;senwich saden by geng2 SS/17&lt;br /&gt;senwich tuna by yours truly&lt;br /&gt;nasi goreng pedas by miss seorang&lt;br /&gt;snacks and drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok, not a whole lot considering there were 14 of us, but we were full in the end..thank goodness for that coz we needed the energy for the crazy photo sessions that followed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iri hati ini biler rakan2 bawa kluar kamera masing2..semua macam senapang patah, dgn lens yang harga lebih mahal daripada seluruh pakaian yang aku pakai aritu+duit dlm wallet+duit dlm bank aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terasa kecil pula digital kamera sendiri..kalau mereka seperti senapang patah, aku punya seperti kotak air, dgn straw tercucuk di tepi untuk lens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi, satu hari tu, kamera yang aku bawa sempat melihat matahari sekejap je, laen masa aku sorok dlm poket..sudah tiba masa untuk tanganku bermesra dgn dslr orang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasilnye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lompat jang lompat!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yqNM1sP7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/If3nNPT71K0/s1600-h/DSCF0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yqNM1sP7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/If3nNPT71K0/s320/DSCF0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155682817193820082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yvrc1sP8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FAci3bCZ5aQ/s1600-h/DSCF0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yvrc1sP8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FAci3bCZ5aQ/s320/DSCF0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155688834443001794" border="0" /&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;"Its my road, yes it is..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this how i jump?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yqM81sP6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/dtEr3ziTTJg/s1600-h/DSCF0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yqM81sP6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/dtEr3ziTTJg/s320/DSCF0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155682812898852770" border="0" /&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;"U aim the pointy bit there, and then press the button"&lt;br /&gt;"o0o0o0o0o0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yvrs1sP9I/AAAAAAAAABA/Z3aaVAczupU/s1600-h/DSCF0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yvrs1sP9I/AAAAAAAAABA/Z3aaVAczupU/s320/DSCF0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155688838737969106" border="0" /&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;yeah, we had fun~ jumping around, horsing around, and just being silly..intoxicating when youre with good friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people..whats next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-4543959941875576623?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4543959941875576623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=4543959941875576623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4543959941875576623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/4543959941875576623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-do-that-again.html' title='Lets do that again!!'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R4yqNM1sP7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/If3nNPT71K0/s72-c/DSCF0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5739220696692674451</id><published>2008-01-10T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T16:17:38.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interested</title><content type='html'>Interest, it is an interest thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long can your interest stay interesting...for how long does the fire stay once its started..does it need to be rekindled after a while, or does it stay hot without need of fueling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herm..it depends really laa kn? what that interest may be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interest in a particular hobby can last for years...interest in a person?..thats more complicated i guess..that can last years or it can just last a moment..not possible for just a moment u say?&lt;br /&gt;let me cite you an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys walking around town,they be chillin, when they spot a fox of a girl a few metres away..An intellectual discussion follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy1: waa that girl  so hot lah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy2:ya laa, wuu wuu!! hot hoooot~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy1:Go2!! I dare you to talk to her bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy2:ME?? why not you?? aih, chaaaa..u think i got no b*lls aa..ok2, i go!! (pulls up pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 2 walks up to girl, silently as possible, coming up to her from behind..kunun2 to get her off guard, thus increasing his chance of scoring (lame I know..not all of us do that)...then the Girl rips one out..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;flatulence&lt;/span&gt; (look it up to you people...if u dont know what it means)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy 2 faints from the initial wave that hit....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guy2: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kenot go la bro....kenot...(pukes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok, not a good story...the point here is..if there is one...is that interest can become uninteresting with just one event..one cause..one reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be big,may be small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing can send douse the flame that was burning inside, reducing it to nothing more than burnt imprints of what was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do we stay interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us ponder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney spears-gimme more &amp;amp; piece of me&lt;/span&gt;...brit still rocks apparently..nice~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5739220696692674451?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5739220696692674451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5739220696692674451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5739220696692674451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5739220696692674451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/interested.html' title='Interested'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6312373842101619773</id><published>2008-01-08T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:52:51.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So its a little late..and its not even a resolution</title><content type='html'>A week late, but its better than not having any..&lt;br /&gt;Setelah termenung tengok ceiling for days on end, ive finally figured out what i would like to accomplish this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i categorize them into two main parts&lt;br /&gt;1) what i would like to have done by end of 2008&lt;br /&gt;2) what i would like to own by end of 2008 (bermakna membeli/orang bagi/curik orang len nye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, a lot of thought went into this, so pull up a chair and do read on, by all mean~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) what i would like to have done by end of 2008&lt;br /&gt;    a. Daki mana2 gunung/bukit yang femes di Malayis, if tak daki pon, naik cable car oso can..;p&lt;br /&gt;    b. learn at least 100 different solo's from old rock classics (means have to buy electric guitar lah, means i have to buy it first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see item 2b&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;    c. Go to Bali/out of the country..i like to travel, but havent traveled out of the country on my own...sape nak join kasi nama!!&lt;br /&gt;    d. take the train, and travel all over the peninsula...interesting idea that was planned last year, but never executed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot more things I would like to accomplish, but lets just list down a few here..If im done with them early, then I'll tackle the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope i remember to do them before the year is out..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next part would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) what i would like to own by the end of 2008&lt;br /&gt;    a. A DSLR (tak lama dah nih, insyaAllah)&lt;br /&gt;    b. electric guitar..my semi is sounding positively unworthy for my rock inclined ears...&lt;br /&gt;    c. expensive shoes. Before this always wear cheap ones...sayang to buy expensive ones because afraid ill wear em out too fast because of the daily walks to lecture..&lt;br /&gt;    d. A Tag Heuer or Tissot or setaraf watch.. I appreciate well made timepieces...&lt;br /&gt;    e. A tennis raquet...So that i dont have to pinjam orang len nye everytime I want to go play ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...looking at it again, seems like im material driven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i am...but hey, they are just guidelines, perhaps ill save up enough money to get all these things, and then end up not buying any of them at all...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss just came, better get to work..&lt;br /&gt;later people~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6312373842101619773?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6312373842101619773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6312373842101619773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6312373842101619773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6312373842101619773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-its-little-lateand-its-not-even.html' title='So its a little late..and its not even a resolution'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-6023158567387155957</id><published>2008-01-07T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T05:10:37.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurts my feelings..yes it does</title><content type='html'>Just cant run away from it..its in everyone's family...i think its a disease...it really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do they do that? why why why!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurts my feelings when it happens..and when you try to counter, they say stuff that'll somehow or another shift it back on you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"alaa, nk cover laa tu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if its not good enough, maybe you should take the wheel and drive...perhaps that would be best, up to your expectations...perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont say its reverse psychology and what not, because its not.... it just plain hurts people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d*mnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im at a point where i know, further arguments will produce nothing whatsoever, pointless to the part where its like talking to yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enough control to walk away calmly from the confrontation, and here i am, letting it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MCR-I dont love you&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;30 seconds to mars - the kill&lt;/span&gt;-----&gt; remedy music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better of swearing here in cyberspace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dam*it!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time to cool off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a good talk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-6023158567387155957?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6023158567387155957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=6023158567387155957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6023158567387155957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/6023158567387155957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/hurts-my-feelingsyes-it-does.html' title='Hurts my feelings..yes it does'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-8682499535436310689</id><published>2008-01-05T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T04:48:28.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>resolute</title><content type='html'>5th day into a new year...and still..no specific new year resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suggest me one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to One Utama on new years eve..pretty decent..pretty packed..&lt;br /&gt;i had never been the type who would go out of my way to celebrate these kind of things, but this time around I was able to make an exception..there was nothing to do at home anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a lesson learned to note that one should make their way early if u ever wanted to go to a gig celebrated by the nation...for one, it would mean that you could catch the performance staged usually a couple of hours before midnight, and two..save you time finding a proper parking space..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about an hour to find a decent place to park...not what you would categorize as normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fault on our side, lambat sangat pergi...what can you expect right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh, here are snaps of the fireworks (naseb baek sempat tgk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R394MM1sP4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ul-FNN_Kd9I/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R394MM1sP4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ul-FNN_Kd9I/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151968649735323522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R394Mc1sP5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/u5bHBXaD8fY/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R394Mc1sP5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/u5bHBXaD8fY/s320/DSC00250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151968654030290834" border="0" /&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;so ok...not so nice...but be reminded it was taken with a camera phone..not some fancy DSLR (soon..soon....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good night id say...something to remmber 2007 with...its going away celebration..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country is in a crisis as of late it seems...all sorts of trouble seems to be sprouting out like gophers...political trouble mostly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the elections are not far away from now (I have not registered, being only legal to vote just recently..)...could it be that all these seriously country effecting events be part of schemes to tumble the opposition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would think so..nobody plays fair anymore...not even the people who promises to keep our country at peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are fighting amongst ourselves (among Malaysian, as a whole), and the others are looking at us, laughing, waiting for the opportunity to intervene...pitiful..very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the image of us as a happy plural community is slowly deteriorating..each blaming on the other for this and that...&lt;br /&gt;there are people who are seriously trying to make sure the generations to come are united..&lt;br /&gt;take note the National Service..to which i applaud (eventhough I initially was against going to,because malas..)..parents should send their children there...they really should..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they should do one (NS-ish like stint) for the older people, who are still squabbling eventhough they are living and making a living on the same soil...not setting a good example for the youngster are we now,sirs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my country..shouldn't we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since i did some photoshopping/photo snapping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to get meself a DSLR...soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope is all i have now...hope2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any of you people want to sell to me....cheap?... free pon bagus juga..hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah..mebe that would be my 2008 new year resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GET A DSLR BEFORE 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bring it on 2008!!!! *roar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-8682499535436310689?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8682499535436310689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=8682499535436310689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8682499535436310689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/8682499535436310689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolute.html' title='resolute'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/R394MM1sP4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ul-FNN_Kd9I/s72-c/DSC00246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-3940177455368413398</id><published>2007-12-29T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T06:36:07.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurasa rasa rasa</title><content type='html'>Kurasa seperti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingin mengatakan sesuatu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengatakan isnt the right word..meluahkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BM sucks...(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah makin meningkat usia, mencecah angka dua dekad+lebey sedikit...&lt;br /&gt;Apekah yang telah dikecapi selama ini?&lt;br /&gt;What have i done, what havent I done, and what shouldve been done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some cultures, at the ripe age of 21, ure expected to be independant, get your own place, and move out of ur parents..independant here means financially too..&lt;br /&gt;The question here now is..can we survive if we were to follow that standard..off on our own when we're 21?..interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a matter of choices here...really...&lt;br /&gt;would you like to live alone, but free to do what u want when u want and how u want, but meaning u have to fork out your own meal and rent ?&lt;br /&gt;or would u prefer living with parents, still being able to do things u want, but not nessecarily when u want or how u want...but dont have to think of rent..or malnutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices choices choices...when are we ever rid of them..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ngaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being able to go out, when i want..when ade duit aa that is...&lt;br /&gt;socializing, mixing around with different people..catchin up with old friends, making new friends along the way..it nice..and i like to consider myself blessed...to be surrounded with so many friends with so many different characters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always messy when ure surrounded with people who dont understand u, or people who live their life differently that what ure accustomed to...&lt;br /&gt;they dont understand you...yet..&lt;br /&gt;you dont understand them...yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do try my best to fit in whenever encountering new cliques..i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they way I see it, the more friends i have, the more people i can borak2 with or hang out with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way my parents see it..the more friends i have..the more choices i get to pilih2(pilih ape, cube teke)....(-_-")...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little early to be thinking of that..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl..telling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boys dont make good bfs, suke buat orang broken heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;herm...ouch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure hope im not in the same category...&lt;br /&gt;So here to all the ladies out there..reading this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot promise you that everything will be a bed of roses, but I can promise you that, for the life of me, I will try not to break any of your hearts. I'll try my best, and we can hope that it just works out...&lt;br /&gt;call me- 012-391****...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...crazy..self promo..how desperate can a guy get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when there's something in ur head that u just cant stop thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Mayer-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im Gonna Find Another You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have a gud one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-3940177455368413398?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3940177455368413398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=3940177455368413398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3940177455368413398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/3940177455368413398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2007/12/kurasa-rasa-rasa.html' title='Kurasa rasa rasa'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-2835679114290521768</id><published>2007-12-26T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:12:36.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am i , and to who?</title><content type='html'>The things that we run for, always seem to run a step further..just a pinch away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;John Mayer-Dreaming with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;..fitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things i'm willing to wait for...although I may be the only one waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better start on something else before i go into depression&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent many nights now, doing what most Malaysians do best, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;-ing..a fine art that we Malaysians have perfected over generations..heck, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mapley&lt;/span&gt;(mamak place) thrived on this art we fine tune religiously as a country, as people, united, without the thoughts of riots and what not. mapleys use to be so few many years ago, far contradicting to the situation now..a new mapley opening every now and then..here where i live for example, each housing area has at least one, and all are jam packed, friday nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, we can sit over the casual teh tarik, among friends, among would be friends..among enemies...&lt;br /&gt;we can talk politics, critisize, analyze and pesterize any topic that is on our mind without having to look over our shoulder, afraid that the ISA could come over any second and snatch u off from ur seat..&lt;br /&gt;yes, its an open air debate over a cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chance to expand ur mind-yes&lt;br /&gt;chance to hear to other peoples opinions-yes&lt;br /&gt;chance to express one's thoughts-yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chance to express one's feelings?..herm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proposal during a roti canai break...doesnt sound too romantic now does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking is good, but its nothing compared to the chat u have with people who understand u..&lt;br /&gt;its the small things that matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 years on this earth, and i can remember all the best conversations i had (because they only happened just recently;p).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so talk, people, dont keep urself in..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but wonder...why is it..do i..enjoy going to work?&lt;br /&gt;well, its not work, its just industrial training..still...i enjoy going there...why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad asked me&lt;br /&gt;"Do you like going there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered..and said&lt;br /&gt;"yes..why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"owh, so thats why u seem so happy these days.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok, i like going to work, but does it rili show?...am i turning into one of those japanese drone workers?..bleak..boring..and wud luv nothing more than to go to work on a sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never been a rajin fellow, tak pernah..ive always been a malas person, for as long as i can remmbr..so when people say they see me liking going to work..well, thats something that i didnt even notice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i destined to be the office husband, or the loser who has a job..but no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chick&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;the one who works late into the night...because there is no one elsewhere waiting for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder..and i wonder...and i wonder sumore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is...i can see it happening now....(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool switch&lt;/span&gt; on me, somebody, and turn it on..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pronto&lt;/span&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/1535037843485859962-2835679114290521768?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2835679114290521768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=2835679114290521768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2835679114290521768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/2835679114290521768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-am-i-and-to-who.html' title='What am i , and to who?'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5759311993310311572</id><published>2007-12-22T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T17:17:41.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marron 5- Sunday Morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, the marker day signalling the end of another week, and an eve of a new one..&lt;br /&gt;Ku bangun pagi, usually with a slight jaunt..a rude awakening if not by my sister bising2 calling me to wake up, or by the direct morning sunlight coming through the window yang membanjiri muka .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is full as of late..full meaning that there are occupants in every room. Grandma is here, brother just flew back, and recently got maids..and apparently they occupy space (duh). My personal space at home is usually my room, its my fortress, tempat dimana ku habiskan masa bersama diri sendiri. now..haha..its like a highway..people coming in and out, my bro nye luggage on the floor everywhere..and my sis popping in every now and then to sit in front of the computer to watch any funny videos on youtube...and oh, yeah, grandma sleeps in my room too, which means, i sleep on the couch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, bukan complain, just saying that...its a change for once..&lt;br /&gt;too much being on your own cant be good, so this sort of interaction is a nice change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family went on vacation today..to Terengganu to send my bro, but alang2 stay there a couple of days at a resort..&lt;br /&gt;and here I am at home...left behind...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;apparently the car cant fit all of us+luggage, so someone has to volunteer to stay behind.&lt;br /&gt;.and when I say volunteer, who else can it be other than me? lol&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind pn, these sacrifices things pile up, and i can just ask for a pampasan later, use it for leverage..for staying at home while the others were happily on their way doing fun stuff i cant imagine at a resort where i am not..&lt;br /&gt;pampasan usually means cash..the thing all people my age will gladly receive with tangan yang amat terbuka..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has occurred to me..how dangerous we lead our lives...the reality that there are people out there capable of doing things that are barbaric and monstrous has sunk in...&lt;br /&gt;people are more open to doing crimes, some proud that they are some kaki pukul or buli jalan.. boasting to everyone else how they beat up this old geezer because he was driving faster than they were...its a man eat man world, and lisence to terrorize is being issued without warrant to people with less than half a brain to think about community safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;police are doing their job, i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Morrison- Call the police...&lt;/span&gt;tetibe teringat pula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am concerned, concerned that one of those monstrosities would catch a hold of those who I hold close..family, friends, loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;u cant be there to help everyone, but being concerned is better than not caring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to seorang, if ure reading this, yep, i was dizzy from the thoughts that came rushing in as to what mightve happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukur alhamdulillah that God has protected me and those around me from the inner demons that haunt man/women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, it is Sunday, not a day to have ure mind cluttered with work or problems, but a day to ease ur mind for Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do what you people have to do&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5759311993310311572?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5759311993310311572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5759311993310311572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5759311993310311572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5759311993310311572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2007/12/marron-5-sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1535037843485859962.post-5976470602490274394</id><published>2007-11-26T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T07:11:12.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, how do we start?</title><content type='html'>With a new place to ramble on with things, i hope for a fresh start. Had a blog previously, but that one wasnt too updated, plus it was too general to put any real thoughts in it.  Here, you may or may not read just random thoughts, thought about randomly(duh~). I'll be more open to things that would go on the blog and will make it go public when i think it is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the passion of writing in me be brought back, and may it decorate this blog with things people would like to read about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1535037843485859962-5976470602490274394?l=mrfusyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5976470602490274394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1535037843485859962&amp;postID=5976470602490274394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5976470602490274394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1535037843485859962/posts/default/5976470602490274394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrfusyi.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-how-do-we-start.html' title='Now, how do we start?'/><author><name>mrfusyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02172622922398266859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCHi7O7SZlU/SUUi9GIkIOI/AAAAAAAAAeU/HUrTw8VB52w/S220/DSC05576a+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
