<?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-5961310</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:54:35.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovecynic is here to stay....</title><subtitle type='html'>Faith is something that I put in friends &amp; had I excess morals to lend. I'd let U borrow them but my trust U haven't earned.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>367</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-116274027541580903</id><published>2006-11-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:24:35.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man its been a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG TIME since i last blogged in the online realm. due to several different reasons, this space on blogspot has been neglected n filled wif cobwebs. im nt exactly back again. im juz bored hahaanw its been a few mths now. Ramadhan's come n gone. Sadly i dun tink i have reali made full use of the holy mth. i hope that i can still see the nx  fasting mth. InsyaAllah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/116274027541580903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/116274027541580903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116274027541580903' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115923786345143241</id><published>2006-09-26T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T10:31:03.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday didnt start out too well for me. firstly i was extra late for work. lucky 4 me my boss only came into e office like 10 mins after me. and a few steps away from my workplc, e strap of my shoe juz had to break off. leaving me having to hop on one foot and walking barefooted on the other into my office building. seriously put me in a bad mood n i stomped into e office n flung my shoes to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115923786345143241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115923786345143241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115923786345143241' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115898412260200623</id><published>2006-09-23T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:02:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrite so yest i didnt go to work haah. actuali i had intended to go half day n den later in e aftn head down for an interview at changi. but unfortunately the previous nite on a nite out wif e gerls, i kinda sprained my ankle a bit at esplanade lol. so yea woke up e nx morning n decided ah im too lazy to drag my ass outta bed so early. anw i had yet to do research for e interview so i msged my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115898412260200623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115898412260200623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115898412260200623' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115863642431118301</id><published>2006-09-19T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T11:27:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rite nw im at work munching on a choc chip cookie haha.to curb the pangs of hunger.come on quick lunch time already.ate rice wif chicken curry in e morning but i guez it wasnt enuf.lucky its a norm in e office for us to munch on stuff as we do our work haha. if not, i tink i will have collapsed in starvation.actuali now that i tink abt it, rules ard here r pretty lax. i juz found out from my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115863642431118301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115863642431118301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115863642431118301' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115794752150125839</id><published>2006-09-11T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:05:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apparently my previous post has made someone unhappy.well all i can say is if u dun like wad u read, u can always leave. and juz for e record, i dun eat belacan so i dun tink any is stuck in between my teeth, thank u very much. that's nt to say i dun like malay food. i love malay food. im juz nt very adventurous with food.And i never said i look down on the Malay lang. In case u failed to read </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115794752150125839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115794752150125839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115794752150125839' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115760586086341386</id><published>2006-09-07T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:11:00.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just realised everything else abt a guy may be appealing but once u hear his voice on the phone, it's a total letdown. hahanever really tot abt how a guy's voice can be a factor in attraction but after syaz pointed how she cant stand guys wif cepek voices or otherwise known as suara high pitched yg tk sedap didengar, i realized heyyy, it does play a part in how i perceive the guy to be.A guy may </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115760586086341386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115760586086341386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115760586086341386' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115724590302787332</id><published>2006-09-03T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T09:11:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see wads been goin on in my life...Wed 30 Aug - went for the interview at NTU. it was surprisingly quite short. they didnt ask too many qns. they didnt even asked for the certs that they initially wanted me to bring when they tok to me on the phone. Dun tink i will get tt job tho so im nt too concerned with it.Yesterday attended the workshop for the Co-curricular prog exec posn i applied </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115724590302787332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115724590302787332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115724590302787332' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115686199188107838</id><published>2006-08-29T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:33:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its coming to 3 works that im workin now. there seems to be some politics goin on tt i juz recently came to noe abt. n im beginning to feel like i wanan get out haha.i mean honestly i guez i have always considered this job like a pit stop of sorts. since its temporary. im hoping the ministry calls soon to update me on whether i get that lang analyst job.like i mentioned once b4, its ironic but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115686199188107838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115686199188107838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115686199188107838' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115647529123188279</id><published>2006-08-25T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T11:08:11.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today started off on a gd note heh. wont elaborate wad it is but it had me grinning all to myself like a cheshire cat. But i controlled the impulse to tersengih kambing all the way cos i dun want ppl to tink i was crazy haha.now thinkin abt it still makes me go aah...melts.So counting today i have been working for 2 wks. hmm surprisingly time seems to travel pretty fast. Im really glad i got a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115647529123188279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115647529123188279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115647529123188279' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115639241172463556</id><published>2006-08-24T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T12:06:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrite for the umpteenth time i have changed my blog skin yet again haha. so wads new rite?Anywaez, been workin for abt a wk and 4 days nw. so far im getting used to the early morning routine of waking up at the ungodly hr of 530am haha n den getting out of e hse by 7 to reach work by 830. since my workplc is so bloody far, i gotta drag my ass outta e hse abt 2 hrs earlier.Workload's been alrite.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115639241172463556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115639241172463556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115639241172463556' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115597270962962898</id><published>2006-08-19T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:31:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A week has passed since i started on my new job. Not too bad, nt much of workload yet and my colleagues r nice n friendly. Only thing im nt particularly fond of are the long journey to n fro from home to work. Bloody 2 hrs sometimes. damn tiring by e time i reach home. its a given that i will sleep on the rides home. Been experimenting wif different modes of transportation to see which will allow</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115597270962962898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115597270962962898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115597270962962898' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115521330911233648</id><published>2006-08-10T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:35:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anw Im soo glad i finally got a job! Heh. Yay. now i can start earnin money again. although i wont have e luxury to laze ard anymore  but at least i'll be doing sth productive n gaining some experience in e process.actuali initially i was a lil torn whether i shd accept it n den later who noes having the ministry call me up for tt 2nd interview. but for e time being, im accepting this current one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115521330911233648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115521330911233648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115521330911233648' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115475240772442225</id><published>2006-08-05T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:33:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's such a beautiful day outside. White fluffy clouds against a backdrop of an expanse of azure sky. kinda reminds me of the opening scene of the Simpsons haha. u noe sometimes i imagine i can fly like Superman. wouldnt it be cool if u can flit n out of the clouds, like hide n seek? lol.Been doing a bit of self-reflection lately n underwent some sort of self-revelations. Made me more aware of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115475240772442225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115475240772442225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115475240772442225' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115462240030454320</id><published>2006-08-04T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T00:26:40.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You were born with potential.You were born with goodness and trust.You were born with ideals and dreams.You were born with greatness.You were born with wings.You are not meant for crawling, so don't.You have wings.Learn to use them and fly.- Rumi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115462240030454320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115462240030454320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115462240030454320' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115418138098488023</id><published>2006-07-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:56:21.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have never really understood when i hear ppl say they want to be alone, when they go into moments of going off on their own. Cos even though i may be an introvert, i always feel like i need to have some form of companionship n i will reach out to ppl, even if i may not have been in contact with them for a while.But now i tink i finally get it. Now i tink i noe y sometimes ppl juz feel like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115418138098488023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115418138098488023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115418138098488023' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115406093957356300</id><published>2006-07-28T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:28:59.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dont understand la some of these job ads.They want ppl wif experience. But if we juz got out of poly, how to have e relevant experience dammit?So wad are they sayin?tt fresh graduates stand little chance of getting a job issit? Den how are we ever gonna enter e job market if we dont possess the so-called experience they r looking for?Aargh. so irritating.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115406093957356300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115406093957356300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115406093957356300' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115400732689761632</id><published>2006-07-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:35:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wads up wif me n Farhans lately?Knape la aku asyik kenal org nama farhan semenjak dua menjak ni?If its nt farhans who wanna add me to their frenster list, its farhans i gotta noe from online who either juz re-entered my life or i juz baru kenal.Bleah. Is Fate tryin to tell me something here?On a different note.... i tot i wanna write abt sth but suddenly im out of words. haha. crap. sitting at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115400732689761632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115400732689761632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115400732689761632' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115353459338841602</id><published>2006-07-22T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:18:25.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You scored as Psychology. You should be a Psychology major!Psychology75%Journalism75%Anthropology67%English67%Sociology58%Linguistics58%Dance50%Philosophy50%Mathematics50%Theater50%Art33%Engineering33%Biology25%Chemistry8%What is your Perfect Major?)created with QuizFarm.comI knew I wanna do psychology. Anyting to do with the study of human mind n behaviour fascinates me. Too bad i cant reali </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115353459338841602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115353459338841602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115353459338841602' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115345502981979325</id><published>2006-07-21T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T12:10:30.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FOOD FOR THOUGHT.....Why is doing anyting like a girl, a "bad thing", even if ure a girl?Why arent blond men considered intellectually-challenged?Why arent young men warned to watch out for dirty old women?Why is there anti-cellulite cream but no anti beer-belly cream?Why is a bachelor always eligible but a spinster never so?How come only male TV hosts are allowed to be old and ugly?If nice guys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115345502981979325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115345502981979325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115345502981979325' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115285001332024397</id><published>2006-07-14T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:06:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wah 10 days since I last wrote an entry. Ppl keep tellin me to update. i didnt even realize peepz even bother to read this lil bloggie of mine hahaAnw yest i did tot of blogging but nothing reali wanna come out.Hmm anw i got my MSN fixed. My home comp is FINALLY working n able to go to the internet. aft god noes how many mths. so yea tts gd. But surprisingly those few days tt i couldnt go to msn,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115285001332024397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115285001332024397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115285001332024397' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115198503928797893</id><published>2006-07-04T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T11:50:39.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was in the middle of editing my resume to send to mtvasia for a job posn but i got tired of tinking wad to write so i decided to blog instead. seeing as how my blog is gathering dust, cobwebs, etc.Anw yest i had a scare when my laptop cant even go to the internet for god noes wad reason. i was so farking pissed la cos if i couldnt go online to look 4 jobs, how am i supposed to get the job tt i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115198503928797893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115198503928797893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115198503928797893' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115138818099776872</id><published>2006-06-27T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:03:01.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LETTING GO (Author Unknown)To "let go" does not mean to stop caring,it means I can't do it for someone else.To "let go" is not to cut myself off,it's the realization I can't control another.To "let go" is not to enable,but to allow learning from natural consequences.To "let go" is to admit powerlessness,which means the outcome is not in my hands.To "let go" is not to try to change or blame </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115138818099776872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115138818099776872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115138818099776872' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115081850839102530</id><published>2006-06-20T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:48:28.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These few days have been more exciting than the usual drab routine of stayin at home n rotting away haha.Yesterday went to the Anugerah Skrin live telecast at MediaCorp. Last min Sooz called to say there's an extra tix. Yayness! so off i went for the 1st time to watch a live show in the studios. kinda fun soaking in the atmosphere n seeing ppl scream their head off n celeb-watching ppl like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115081850839102530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115081850839102530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115081850839102530' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115060872351611211</id><published>2006-06-18T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T13:32:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My hands stink.Of Onions.Bleah. So disgusting.It's been awhile since i last had to cut onions. And juz now my dad had asked me to do that horrid task. okla its not as bad as it sounds.But i realize after washing my hands twice wif soap n smelling them, they still reek of onion smell. Eurgh.Ok pointless entry :p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115060872351611211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115060872351611211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115060872351611211' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115038726272952078</id><published>2006-06-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T00:01:02.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blog hopping punye blog hopping n i end up lookin at blogs of ppl who r recently married or recently got babies n i feel happy n tickled that these ppl seem to be having so much fun in their happily married lil world. sigh.den i tink of getting married n having lil babies of my own too. haha yea rite biler seh tu. sedangkan bf pun tkde cam mane nk kawin n ade cute2 baby. bleahBut honestly i tink </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115038726272952078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115038726272952078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115038726272952078' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115026451202339320</id><published>2006-06-14T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:58:36.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok Im gonna indulge being a typical gerl n all n gush abt hot soccer guys now being World Cup season n all haha. since i got nth better to do.So gals, enjoy :pCristiano RonaldoKakaHarry KewellFabio CannavaroIlhan MansizTim Cahill</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115026451202339320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115026451202339320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115026451202339320' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-115021555823415366</id><published>2006-06-14T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:19:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love Song For No OneStaying home alone on a FridayFlat on the floor looking backOn old loveOr lack thereofAfter all the crushes are fadedAnd all my wishful thinking was wrongI'm jadedI hate itI'm tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get hereSo tired of being aloneSo hurry up and get hereGet hereSearching all my days just to find youI'm not sure who I'm looking forI'll know itWhen I see youUntil </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115021555823415366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/115021555823415366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115021555823415366' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114982707140814892</id><published>2006-06-09T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T12:24:31.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tagged from sar's Lj8 points to look out for in a lover1. A good conversationalist ( I get bored easily so if i cant tok and have witty, teasing banter wif a a guy, he wont make much of an impact on me)2. someone who can make me laugh (humour is always a turn-on)3. someone who is cute (as long as he is yummy in my eyes, tts all that matters haha)4. someone who can guide me especially in times </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114982707140814892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114982707140814892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114982707140814892' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114967460179336858</id><published>2006-06-07T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T18:03:21.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok Im so loving this song rite now that it's on replay mode since yesterday. It's an Indon song wif a mix of eng lyrics.From an Indon movie called 'My Heart' wif the same song title. Sung by its leads, Irwansyah and Acha sth sth. dun quite noe her real name lol.Anw dun quite noe wad issit that make me like this song so much. I dun relate to the lyrics. Too mushy 4 me. i tink its the tune. anw i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114967460179336858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114967460179336858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114967460179336858' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114956697592714768</id><published>2006-06-06T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T12:09:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BE CAREFUL WIF HER HEART. IT'S MORE FRAGILE THAN U TINK....I tink i shd really get a job quick or I will go insane in this house. My grandma keeps making a whole lot of fuckin noise. If it's not crying every few damn minute, oh wait make that every few secs, she's shouting at the top of her lungs. It can make anyone go crazy. Most times i juz keep quiet n ignore the noise. But when i cant take it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114956697592714768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114956697592714768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114956697592714768' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114952427112702183</id><published>2006-06-06T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T00:17:51.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling....wad am i feeling eh?A lil restless. Bored. Jealous a bit. Bleahness.Sometimes i wish i can do certain things but i noe i cant.For various reasons. Limited freedom. Sense of responsibility.Sometimes i wish i can let go of inhibitions n juz be free. but i cant. i will feel too guilty.Wads the point of this entry i cant even fathom. haiz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114952427112702183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114952427112702183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114952427112702183' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114890295873839651</id><published>2006-05-29T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:42:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interviews n more InterviewsWent for an interview juz now at Golden Mile Complex. I was lost actually. Alighted at Lavender Mrt n was wondering where e hell is Golden Mile. Walked n walked with the merciless sun beating its rays on me.Was sweating like hell. Obviously late for the interview but i tink they dun reali care la. Eh n u noe when i reached there den i realized im actually at a maid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114890295873839651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114890295873839651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114890295873839651' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114864199368765394</id><published>2006-05-26T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:18:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Having a headache rite now. Made worse cos i ran in the rain juz now. Went to bp plaza library n wad do u noe, when i got out of the building, it was raining cats n dogs n of coz I didnt bring my umbrella.Didnt have any adult version panadol at home so ended up popping the pink lil kids one haha. Hope it works la.Anw got an email from fms list asking if anyone's interested 2 become editorial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114864199368765394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114864199368765394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114864199368765394' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114847863110216214</id><published>2006-05-24T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:56:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anw I changed my blogskin YET AGAIN haha. well i am fickle after all n i get bored easily. I DIG the new skin. U like?heh. its pretty isnt it?Anw, today i got 2 calls. So tmr i shall be trotting down to Raffles Mrt to go to Standard Chartered Building where im gonna do an interview wif Recruit Express who will help me find a job. And on Sat im goin down to Redhill MRT n go to another company who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114847863110216214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114847863110216214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114847863110216214' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114838534773124055</id><published>2006-05-23T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T19:56:32.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I juz realize im so terribly fickle. I change my mind oh so easily. I get bored quickly. Bleah.One moment it seems i have an epiphany n wanna treat ppl nice n give them a chance cos i tot that for every person that comes into my life, i can learn sth from them. whether i like the person or not.Den e nx instance, Im like ahh heck it. i dun care.See how screwed up i can be?We all have our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114838534773124055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114838534773124055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114838534773124055' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114809105115226547</id><published>2006-05-20T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T10:15:46.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anw yesterday was an eventful day to say the least.i went from euphoric n giggly to panicky for a minute n den on the way bek it was mixed in with a lil fear n paranoia.Met up wif nura after soo long.Went to Tekka Market to eat.it was e 1st time i ever been there really. but the nasi briyani was superb.nura commented on hw i ate so fast even though i said i wasnt tt hungry b4 heh. oh well when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114809105115226547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114809105115226547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114809105115226547' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114800638604657816</id><published>2006-05-19T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:39:46.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dunno y suddenly today the Rihanna vid didnt work. cos of some copyright issues. nvm i put this video instead which combines my fave show ever ONE TREE HILL with the song that has been on replay mode since a couple of days ago UNFAITHFUL.gotta go get ready soon to meet nura. den she's accompanying me to the interview at Ppl's Park Ctr later.Will update more soon. Ciao</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114800638604657816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114800638604657816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114800638604657816' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114793034144882375</id><published>2006-05-18T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T13:32:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This song on my blog 'Unfaithful' by Rihanna has been on repeat mode since i heard it yesterday. its not that i relate to it. god noes i dun have anyone 2b unfaithful to haha. i juz like the tune. actually i dun reali like other Rihanna songs like SOS or If it's loving that u want. somehow i like this one though. anyway enjoy e vid guyz.on another note, this wk i have been meeting up wif old sec </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114793034144882375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114793034144882375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114793034144882375' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114771314878418379</id><published>2006-05-16T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:12:59.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been having a lot of free time on my hands lately since im no longer working. frankly its been very liberating and nice to have the luxury of waking up late heh. i mean after da solat subuh i usually crawl bek into my cozy bed n wander bek into lala land. im in no hurry to get a job so im nt worried. YET. haha. i got the rest of my life to work anw though my mom has been nagging me a lil to go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114771314878418379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114771314878418379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114771314878418379' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114761346344452888</id><published>2006-05-14T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:31:03.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOREDOMIm so bored Im blogging again. sheesh. Anw graduation on 15 June n i have yet to decide if im going. Seriously i dun ever wanna step into NP again. bad memories plague me during the last few mths of poly n it suck. so i'd be happy if i dun ever see that building again. besides, wads e point? i got my diploma oredi wad. juz that this is so-called the official ceremony n all that shit. if i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114761346344452888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114761346344452888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114761346344452888' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114758425886102041</id><published>2006-05-14T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:24:18.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Entry of Random ThoughtsOk this is for e Malays la but have u guys ever heard of the words 'sachok','berg','biar betik', 'dok'? Dun u all wonder where they come from? their origins. i mean seriously who the hell tot of all these nonsensical words? i noe their meanings la cos i infer from ppl's conversations but they reali sound weird standing on its own. Ok mayb i dun hang out wif those mats n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114758425886102041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114758425886102041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114758425886102041' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114689303885357361</id><published>2006-05-06T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:23:58.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wad Lies AheadSo Im officially unemployed now.Im no longer working at Chomel. To be honest, juz when i was abt to leave, it seems that i might miss it haha. strange isnt it? but nah, i wouldnt wanna stay there anyway. I admit its nt as bad working there as i had made it out to be. probably cos i have got used to the plc n the ppl. but working there has no job prospects n the pay was too measly n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114689303885357361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114689303885357361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114689303885357361' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114606107737384724</id><published>2006-04-26T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:17:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life's so shortMy cousin passed away 2 days ago. She was so young. Onli 17. Makes me realize how short life can be. She had her whole life ahead of her. She died of liver disease or sth like that.I wasnt close to her but still its reali sad to see a young life extinguished so suddenly.Didnt come to work on Mon cos i went to the funeral. It was the 1st time i ever reali went for one cos the onli </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114606107737384724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114606107737384724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114606107737384724' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114542119040360162</id><published>2006-04-19T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:33:10.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I shouldnt be blogging now. I should be somewhere else instead of home. haha.but cos i succumb to my laziness n exhaustion that lingered from yesterday, here i am.i tot i could stay wif this job at least 2 mths.but now im nt too sure. the name of 'part time helper' sounds innocuous or harmless enuf. but the amt of work that entails it, makdi blh pengsan seh. like i keep sayin at work. buat ni la,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114542119040360162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114542119040360162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114542119040360162' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114456421739681478</id><published>2006-04-09T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:30:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ThoughtsBeen having a taste of working life these last couple of wks. Gotta say it has opened up my eyes to the real world. ok mayb ive been a lil sheltered cos i have never been exposed to office politics since i have never reali worked b4, save for my internship that time. Realized that hypocrisy rules in the workplace n ppl are nt wad they seem 2b. They may smile at u when ure tokin to them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114456421739681478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114456421739681478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114456421739681478' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114336380414907501</id><published>2006-03-26T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:03:24.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im super bored. Tot of writing an especially thought-provoking entry or sth but inspiration juz isnt there. U noe how it is when u tink of sth reali gd to write in ur blog but den u werent anywhere near ur computer or laptop so u cant spill out all ur tots? yet when ure stuck in front of the comp, ur mind juz  goes blank. U cant forge a halfway decent interesting entry to entertain whoever it is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114336380414907501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114336380414907501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114336380414907501' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114316333493353908</id><published>2006-03-24T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T09:22:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Of Exam Results n Job SearchingSo i got a sms from Np abt an hr ago n I passed everything. Alhamdulillah. i knew i can pass la. anw in my mind i had graduated already haha. even b4 the exam. but a paranoid lil part of me did ask wad if i dun lol but i banish tt silly tot cos it didnt make sense.Anw i got Bs for everything except Massina which i got a C+ for. bluek. n i tot i did alrite for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114316333493353908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114316333493353908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114316333493353908' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114277449846650641</id><published>2006-03-19T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:21:38.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is one of my FAVE songs of the moment.Geek in the Pink- Jason MrazEnjoy the video y'all.I particularly like these lyrics, tho i adapt it to become my Msn nick..Save me from unoriginal dums dums who dun care if u complete him or not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114277449846650641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114277449846650641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114277449846650641' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114265981649057901</id><published>2006-03-18T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:30:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was such a loooong, tiring day. up till today, my body is still suffering the after effects. Im aching all over from my shoulder, to my back n even to my arms. Never have I felt so terribly exhausted in such a long time.Anyway, I started the day damn early, waaaaay too early for any human being in my opinion. Can u imagine i have to wake up at 530 juz so i can be at Little India Mrt at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114265981649057901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114265981649057901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114265981649057901' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114251593766369201</id><published>2006-03-16T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T21:32:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been ages since i last blog. Last few weeks have been nothing but slackin n hangin out wif frenz, goin out n more slackin.Den last wk i had a sorta quarter midlife crisis cos i was scared. i felt so desolately lost n without any direction in my life. Den i decided that i do wanna get a degree. When i told my dad abt it, all he can say is that so how much are the fees. Felt a lil discouraged cos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114251593766369201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114251593766369201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114251593766369201' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114145208289653523</id><published>2006-03-04T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:10:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love ONE TREE HILL. Anyway here is a quote that i reali like...If having things turn out the way you've wanted them to is the measure of a successful life, then some would say I'm a failure.The important thing is not to be bitter over lives difficulties, learn to let go of the past, and recognize that everyday won't be sunny, and when you find yourself lost in darkness and despair, remember - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114145208289653523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114145208289653523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114145208289653523' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-114031828805306668</id><published>2006-02-19T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T11:15:21.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OVER...FINITO...ADIOS NP, HELLO REAL WORLDyay, so skl's out. well almost. with the exception of the massina exam this sat but let's forget abt that in the meantime shall we? So im never steppin foot into NP again haha. ok tts an exaggeration but i doubt i will go bek there for fun or out of nostalgia. i realize im nt the type to look into the past wistfully (well except during sporadic Emo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114031828805306668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/114031828805306668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114031828805306668' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113974680965500366</id><published>2006-02-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T20:20:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT TURN ME OFF (not in any particular order)- Desperate (sometimes gerls like challenges u noe)- Clingy/ Needy (plz dun call her up every few hours every single day cos she will feel suffocated. she needs her space too)- Cowardly (the more you try to avoid her cos ure afraid to say the truth, the more it will hurt her when she finds out so please juz tell it to her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113974680965500366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113974680965500366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113974680965500366' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113945754793040845</id><published>2006-02-09T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T11:59:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM A BITCH. SO WADOk i probably should not have given him any hope at all in the 1st plc. but i reali tot i could learn to like him. but when i met him on tuesday aft the onli other time i met him which was at the beach, i realize i wasnt attracted to him.so i cant lie to myself or to him either so i told him honestly that right now i dun tink i can commit to juz one person.i told him straight i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113945754793040845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113945754793040845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113945754793040845' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113923596599102010</id><published>2006-02-06T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:26:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TROUBLEDWhy am I so bloody fickle? One minute I tink Im ready to give him a chance and the next Im getting cold feet. I suddenly feel like i dun tink im ready to commit to juz 1 person. now i tink i noe how some of those  grooms or brides feel on their wedding day or sth when they suddenly rethink whether do they realli wanna spend the rest of their life wif one person. ok mayb im being a lil too</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113923596599102010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113923596599102010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113923596599102010' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113902894879979114</id><published>2006-02-04T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T12:55:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DUMB IDIOTSI woke up this morning n read this article in Home Section of ST. and i find myself getting pissed at these 2 idiots.teenage boys ard my age, a pair of dickhead brothers who r going to jail for doin sth so utterly stupid. n of coz they had to be Malays. as usual, memalukan masyarakat Melayu. Ah ape lagi, lagi dipandang rendah la kitorang. alamak pantat tul la ni bdk tk kai otak suma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113902894879979114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113902894879979114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113902894879979114' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113879243506169520</id><published>2006-02-01T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T19:13:55.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW POSSIBILITY?A part of me wants to but another part is scared. he knows it cos he pointed it out. Have to say that was quite intuitive on his part. but den again after calling me n tokin so many times on the phone, i guez its kinda easy to tell something abt a person. but im nt going to go down that route yet. not so fast. not b4 im sure. Dun wanna be making the same mistake n have my hopes go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113879243506169520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113879243506169520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113879243506169520' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113815695102641425</id><published>2006-01-25T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T10:54:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BACKSTREET BOYS!! WOOHOO!Cant believe I really went to the Backstreet Boys concert yest. nearly didnt manage to la. cos the pr woman for it didnt give us the tix till it was ard 8 sth.actuali i didnt reali hope for anything cos didnt wanna be disappointed. in fact, when my editor 1st told me im goin to review the concert, i was like oh ok cool but didnt feel anything. but yay im glad i did cos it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113815695102641425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113815695102641425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113815695102641425' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113791360930376832</id><published>2006-01-22T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T15:06:49.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changed my blogskin again. wad can i say? i get bored easily. anw got another belated prezzie yest heh. anw i am so gonna love this bk cos it kicks ass. the title already kicks ass.WHY MEN LOVE BITCHEShaha. its soo me. anw i wanted it so syaz bought it 4 me. its hers n kin's prezz to me.Anw have u guys heard of this show called 'Beauty &amp; the Geek'? Singapore should so import this man cos its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113791360930376832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113791360930376832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113791360930376832' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113759312616903461</id><published>2006-01-18T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:10:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HaloI nvr promised you a ray of lightI nvr promised there'd be sunshine everydayI will give u everything i havethe good, the badWhy do u put me on a pedestal?Im so up high that i cant see the ground belowSo help me down u got it wrongI dun belong thereOne thing is clearI wear a haloI wear a halo when u look at me but standing from hereu wouldnt say sou wouldnt say so if u were meand i, i juz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113759312616903461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113759312616903461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113759312616903461' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113721087914594850</id><published>2006-01-14T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T11:57:25.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have u guys ever felt that when it comes night time, u tend to feel more negative and ur tots take a more depressing turn? I dunno if its juz me but i do. it's like for some reason, when I lie down on my bed at nite n tink, my tots will immediately juz veer towards pessimism. i will feel so dark n gloomy. mayb its the lack of light that's supposed to make u feel more at peace or sth.oh ya now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113721087914594850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113721087914594850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113721087914594850' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113681734457490999</id><published>2006-01-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:35:44.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OBVIOUSLY U HAVE MISTAKEN ME FOR SOMEONE WHO GIVES A FUCKhaha guez who juz wish me happy bday online juz now? if it isnt tt asshole. i was a lil surprised. n for a moment, i felt weird. but yea juz said thankiew. den i guez we tok abt some stuff. he still didnt reali wanna admit he's wrong. granted he did say sorry a lot but he still wanted to make himself sound so noble. bluek. pi dah. relek one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113681734457490999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113681734457490999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113681734457490999' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113681289988153533</id><published>2006-01-09T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:23:27.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME..haha, ok actuali its tmr but hey i wanna give a bday shout-out to myself, cannot meh :p. anw i mayb too lazy to blog tmr. Oh ya n alsoSELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJIto all Muslims celebratin tomorrow as well. tmr gonna juz visit my paternal grandma at my aunt's plc in jurong. other den tt, nth much. never been the type to celebrate birthdays anyway so no big parties or anything. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113681289988153533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113681289988153533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113681289988153533' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113647032239479158</id><published>2006-01-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:12:02.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I DUN WANNA GROW OLDhave u ever felt like ure sad but u dunno y?yea well im feelin like that now. i mean not sad in the real sense of the word. juz numbness. like i feel sianz.anw things at home have changed since the new year. my grandma got bek from hospital on 31 dec and well she hasnt been the same. now my mom gotta stay at home almost all e time cos have to look after her. feed and clothe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113647032239479158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113647032239479158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113647032239479158' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113628446275866559</id><published>2006-01-03T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:34:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW YEAR...NEW BEGINNINGS?Its 2006 already.been bloghoppin n see a lot of ppl writing abt how they hope for the new yr wif new yr resolutions n all tt. felt like writing an inspiring entry too but den usually when im here, the tots dun reali seem to flow as well as i would like them to haha.  let's see...wads my new yr resolutions? usually i wont make any cos i noe its hard 4 me to keep them but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113628446275866559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113628446275866559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113628446275866559' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113610799529836184</id><published>2006-01-01T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:21:55.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!Yest i went home soo freakin late that i was so scared my parents gonna yell my ears off when i reach home but thank god tt didnt happen. i was wif syaz at marina wif a gazillion other ppl watchin fireworks explode at marina bay. gotta say it was a nice experience even tho e crowds were totally stifling n waay too much 4 my taste but well e fireworks more den make up 4 it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113610799529836184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113610799529836184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113610799529836184' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113593193294083184</id><published>2005-12-30T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T16:38:52.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The end of 2005Cant believe 2005 is coming to an end and 2006 beckons. Today is the 2nd last day of the year. i wanan do a reflection on 2005 but i havent reali sit down n tot abt it yet. whether it has been sweet, bitter or bittersweet haha. i guez it has been a mix of everything.i have undergone thru maybe one of the lowest points of my life this year n thankfully with the help of my best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113593193294083184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113593193294083184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113593193294083184' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113531475703132230</id><published>2005-12-23T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T13:12:37.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVERY GUY IS TRAGICALLY HUNG UP ON SOMEBODY..KINDA MAKES IT HARD FOR A GIRLU noe i notice sth lately. A lot of guys seem to be tragically hung up over some girl in their past. it makes me sick haha.im like ok fine u got memories wif tt gerl n all but there is a reason u call it an EX. which means ure supposed to be over it oredi. u are supposed to move on dammit. not get stuck in the past n still</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113531475703132230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113531475703132230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113531475703132230' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113488229841680471</id><published>2005-12-18T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T13:04:58.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are some of the Neoprint pixxies...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113488229841680471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113488229841680471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113488229841680471' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113487254551567171</id><published>2005-12-18T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T10:22:25.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anw my fren bugged me to mention him in here so im doin it now. Ammar, if ure readin this, u better tag k, u babatz u. hahaYea n i forgot to mentionHAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO U BATZ!There, u happy now?K da cukup mention da. shoppin sakan kan smlm. tk belikan anything 4 me seh.tkpe2. :pAnw, juz finished my Lindsay Lohan music review. Done a couple of stories oredi. so i hope i can finish my quota </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113487254551567171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113487254551567171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113487254551567171' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113472891524194118</id><published>2005-12-16T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:32:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SO OVER BEING BLUEI think Im finally moving on. I noe i said i didnt care before but i was running away from my feelings. i was in denial i guez. i hate feeling my emotions, especially the negative ones cos i tink they juz gets in the way.anyways, i finally got wad i needed. i juz didnt realize it was wad i needed to free myself from all of these shit. granted those feelings of anger n sadness do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113472891524194118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113472891524194118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113472891524194118' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113429060628884589</id><published>2005-12-11T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:43:27.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CHAMPAGNE FOR REAL FRIENDS &amp; REAL PAIN FOR SHAM FRIENDSIm tryin to finish my massina online tutorial. the key word being try. aargh massina is useless. haha. hope i dun get into trouble 4 sayin this cos who noes, lecturers nowadays do have nothin better to do than surf blogs. but seriously im onli making it public e sentiments of my fellow masscommers who think that this module is so irritatingly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113429060628884589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113429060628884589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113429060628884589' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113414177805029860</id><published>2005-12-09T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:22:58.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE ONE WHERE SHE BLOGS COS SHE GOT NTH BETTER TO DOYea im blogging again. 2 days in a row. after a whole mth of nt blogging. makin up for lost time? erm nt reali. juz cos i got nth to do. ok actuali that part's nt reali true cos i do have that massina e-tutorial to do, its juz im procrastinating n i dun reali noe how to do it haha.right so why did i wanan blog again? see i forgot while in e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113414177805029860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113414177805029860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113414177805029860' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113395884605408316</id><published>2005-12-07T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T20:34:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BACK...AFTER GOD NOES HOW LONGHavent been bloggin for a mth now.And so much has happened. Good and bad. Cant believe that i have gone from like probably the happiest person bek to being the same cynical me, or probably even more so now. But Im moving on, learnt wadever lesson i gotta learn or relearn. Den now dun look back. Cos there's nth i can do abt it. so wads e point? Im juz glad I bounce </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113395884605408316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113395884605408316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113395884605408316' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113090039151484751</id><published>2005-11-02T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T10:59:51.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA to all my muslim frenz out there.Cant believe its Hari raya tmr. Yet another holiday in this week infested wif one public holiday aft another. nt that im complainin.its great, except for e fact that i gotta go to skl later for 4hrs of convex. bluek. it reali baffles me why they cant juz start skl the followin wk when there are no holidays. i mean wad difference does a wk make?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113090039151484751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113090039151484751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113090039151484751' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-113035183456946805</id><published>2005-10-27T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T02:37:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok tts it. Im reali gonna look like a panda once skl reopens. oh wait, im gonna look like panda during raya. how wonderful. at the rate tt im sleepin, or rather not sleepin, and the erratic sleepin patterns im goin thru, im gonna need all e powder, concealer or wad have u to cover e dark rings under my eyes.time check is 230 am n im still wide awake. i wonder how im gonna survive once semester </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113035183456946805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/113035183456946805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113035183456946805' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112969471840653199</id><published>2005-10-19T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T12:05:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 more weeks...2 more weeks to skl. 2 more weeks to hari Raya. 2 more weeks to the loss of my freedom haha.Anw cant believe that my hols has juz dwindled to a mere 2 weeks. wad happen to the rest of e hols man? oh ya i juz slacked my butt off during tt time. but honestly e hols hasnt been as boring as i tot it would be, well there are lulls and dull moments that was inevitable but on e whole so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112969471840653199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112969471840653199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112969471840653199' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112909627240052881</id><published>2005-10-12T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:51:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok now on to Part 2 of my Realizations entry haha- I am beginnin to realize that Im a good listener. I guez ppl have told me tt in e past too. I juz didnt reali take note of it till now. I suppose im glad that ppl trust me enuf to confide in me. They open up to me n tell me abt their lives n all. It's interesting and enlightening cos i guez in the process i learn more abt myself too. Mayb its cos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112909627240052881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112909627240052881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112909627240052881' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112883466235414456</id><published>2005-10-09T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T13:11:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I REALIZED......- I curse a lot.I have to keep catchin myself not to say anything bad. It is the Ramadhan mth after all so im supposed to be on my best behaviour. unfortunately it's takin some gettin used to, particularly in the speech dept cos its only now that i noticed almsot every sentence that comes outta my mouth contains explicit words.- I have a short fuse. I juz dun show it so blatantly.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112883466235414456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112883466235414456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112883466235414456' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112878610143244449</id><published>2005-10-08T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:42:07.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bored...hence e nonsensical stuff belowYour Birthdate: January 10Your birth on the 10th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your life. The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated.A birthday on the 10th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112878610143244449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112878610143244449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112878610143244449' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112840990134206565</id><published>2005-10-04T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:11:41.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tmr marks e start of Ramadhan. Hmm i gotta refrain from doin a lot of sinful things haha. cannot curse, cannot balik late at nite, n muz strive to be more beriman. Cleanse e soul. Tonite da terawih. as usual will terawih at home wif my family unless decide to gi masjid. altho i tink i will be a bit malas to travel all e way go mosque heh. cos e imam will be lambat (according to my bro who said he</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112840990134206565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112840990134206565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112840990134206565' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112814339609949871</id><published>2005-10-01T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T13:09:56.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok im bored. that's y im left to finally updating this old bloggie of mine which has recently gathered some cobwebs. anw found this funny joke online. tot i would juz put it up here for amusement's sake. Enjoy..I Like Your Thinking...A teacher asks her class, "If there are 5 birds sitting on a fence and you shoot one of them, how many will be left?"She calls on little Johnny. "None, they all fly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112814339609949871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112814339609949871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112814339609949871' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112705881083305795</id><published>2005-09-18T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:53:30.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE FREE HOTEL STAYSo I juz got bek from my free hotel stay at Traders Hotel today. hehe. so fun la. It felt like me n my gerls were in a world of our own, far from troubles n worries. Cos like we got our own room, enclosed from e outside world. Couldnt care less if we thrash e place cos e housekeeper will do her job haha. Den juz sitting by e window ledge n like staring into space. LolAnw, hw i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112705881083305795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112705881083305795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112705881083305795' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112676089362999464</id><published>2005-09-15T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T13:08:13.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wah da berzaman aku tk masuk ni blogger. Frankly blogging has lost its appeal for me. I dun care abt updating nor do i care abt makin it nice2 anymore. But since Im bored and got nothin better to do anw, I tink i will pen out some of my tots here. That is if they will flow out of my brain in e 1st place, seein as hw it has seen e lack of usage these past few days. I mean skl's out so no more exam</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112676089362999464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112676089362999464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112676089362999464' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112520555872749033</id><published>2005-08-28T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T13:25:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pixxies from yesterday's fun day out wif ma gals. been sooo long since we reali hang out n had fun so it was a day well spent. after meetin nura to give her prezzie n tok2 catch up on old times wif her, naim n e other babes, kin n syaz at e libr, we decided to go bek to our lost childhood n play2 at e swings at sungei kadut haha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112520555872749033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112520555872749033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112520555872749033' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112462147235960459</id><published>2005-08-21T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:51:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was in the midst of changin blogskin n all when lappy hanged. so nw e former template is lost.dunno my tagboard code n everything.oh well. anw im hungry nw. as usual.i tink im losin wt. again. yea wads new rite? aiyah nw so stressed n all. hw nt to lose wt? im nt eating right n at the right times. like its supposed to be lunch but im doin work so i ignore my hunger pangs. which isnt healthy i noe</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112462147235960459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112462147235960459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112462147235960459' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112436805624558852</id><published>2005-08-18T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T20:27:36.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay my ad grp got into the final 3 for e client presentation.all our hard work have not gone to waste.its weird cos to be honest, initially i didnt reali have faith cos i tot we were like way behind but hey, wonders nvr cease rite?heh. anw im also relieved that i DID NOT fail my last individual pr assignment. tt ass. scare me onli la when e 1st thing she asked when i went inside e consultation tt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112436805624558852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112436805624558852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112436805624558852' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112420568256640296</id><published>2005-08-16T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T23:25:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally i figured out how to transfer e pics from my hp to my lappy. haha yea2 im terribly slooow i noe.juz nw when i saw my bro use den i went to ask him how heh.n yay now im so happy cos can transfer e pixxies at last.so nw mcm no use lak i go n buy tt usb thingy over ebay.something which i have yet to figure out y it dun work yet so..yea ive been too busy wif skl i cant be bothered. anywaez, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112420568256640296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112420568256640296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112420568256640296' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112270285751748547</id><published>2005-07-30T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T13:55:12.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow its been ages since I've updated this dear ol' blog of mine. Hardly have e time or energy or mood to write abt e events in my life. nt tt they are so interesting, apart from the whole Zumi Zola fiasco haha. other den tt, life's juz mostly skl, projs n more projs. Now is like soon 2b e final hurdle b4 Holidays come again baby. hehe cant wait. 5 more wks den Bubbye skl, Hello Hols. Yippee!Haha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112270285751748547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112270285751748547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112270285751748547' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112149311858542336</id><published>2005-07-16T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T13:51:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM SOOOO FREAKIN HAPPY LA!!ECSTACY, EUPHORIA &amp; PURE UNALDURATED GIDDINESS ALL ROLLED INTO ONE!! hahaActuali yest went to town main purpose was to go n watch Fantastic 4 for $1.60.so friggin cheap rite n i wasnt abt to let go of e offer la.straits times got this offer cos of its 160th anniversary. anywaez ajak syaz gi skali. den we reached Cineleisure ard 3 n ALL e seats have been fully redeemed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112149311858542336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112149311858542336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112149311858542336' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112108064770705982</id><published>2005-07-11T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T19:17:28.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dunno when was e last time i blogged. Aniwaez been super bz wif skl. hectic like hell. too lazy to go online n blog. go online tu ade la but nak chat2 pun malas. nak buat research kat depan computer ni pun tk larat. ni suma buat sbb kes terpaksa. anw ape la yg aku membebel ni.Ya Fri was a damn hectic n siow2 day 4 me la. In the mornin had to come to skl early to finish up e radio journ assignment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112108064770705982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112108064770705982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112108064770705982' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112027816945394543</id><published>2005-07-02T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:25:06.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok i took this test at www.colorgenics.com and it's like puttin into words wad i have been feeling lately la. It's kinda wow...You are feeling really miserable at this time and you'd like to form a relationship with someone with whom you could really communicate. At the same time, whoever it may be, that special 'someone' must not conflict with your own belief system or ideals. This makes for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112027816945394543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112027816945394543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112027816945394543' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-112019977787139031</id><published>2005-07-01T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T14:36:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 straight days of surveys, one for ad n the other for pr. bluek.i reali dread goin to skl nowadays. anw decided to stay in today n do e shitload of work i gotta do. made a to-do list. i nearly fainted seein e list. n i tink i was so blur till i put wrong deadlines 4 myself. i was lookin at e calender n i was lookin at e wrong wk. haha tinkin i got like one more wk in my deadlines. crap. see la e</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112019977787139031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/112019977787139031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112019977787139031' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111995651351621225</id><published>2005-06-28T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:01:53.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im Fuckin frustrated la. abt things that shouldn't bother me. About things that shd bother me. About everything la. AARGH!!Stupid thumbdrive dunno y nt workin n keeps hangin on me. now i cant open e bloody client ppt. how to put inside e yahoogrps?damnitDen my emotions get so whacked.one min i feel like i dun give a fuck, den e next i noe im in denial but refuse to feel certain emotions cos i dun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111995651351621225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111995651351621225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111995651351621225' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111976510807288303</id><published>2005-06-26T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T13:51:48.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok wad did i wanna blog abt? Anw now u noe its like whenever im at e comp, i will somehow suddenly feel pang of hunger. i noe its gd la rite since its my stomach tellin me i shd go n eat for gods sake since im so bloody skinny? but den i will either too lazy to move my ass or too lazy to find some nice food to gobble up on haha.aiyah.Anw yest met up wif syaz at bugis aft her performance at e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111976510807288303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111976510807288303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111976510807288303' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111943332613563972</id><published>2005-06-22T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:42:06.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been feelin a lil sick lately. Being surrounded by ppl who are sick does tt to u.Was blowing my nose non stop during PR class yest. Den my stupid lenses were giving me trouble as usual. Dozing off too during PR but den again, when hasnt tt happen? haha. Aiyah i hate PR la. why did i choose it?Bleuk. Hopefully Ass dun read this. knowin how some lecturers got nth better to do wif their time than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111943332613563972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111943332613563972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111943332613563972' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111926767716874730</id><published>2005-06-20T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:41:18.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So long nvr give proper update. so lazy la.nth in my life worth writing abt anw except 4 skl. whick sucks. i  dun like skl anymore. bluek. PR sux. obviously i dun like it. im still wonderin why e heck i chose it as one of my top 6 modules. sheesh.Am i reali so skinny? Aiyoh. i noe la i dun eat much n sometimes im lazy to eat also cos there's nth worth eating in my hse n i dun wanan waste money </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111926767716874730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111926767716874730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111926767716874730' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111915075786550761</id><published>2005-06-19T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T11:12:37.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Used- All that I've GotSo deep, that it didn't even bleed and catch meOff guard, red handedNow I'm far from lonelyI sleep, I still see you lying next to meSo deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me I...I need something averageSomeone please just give meHit me and knock me outAnd let me go back to sleepI can't laughAll I want inside I still am emptySo deep that it didn't even bleed and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111915075786550761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111915075786550761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111915075786550761' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111906961007164347</id><published>2005-06-18T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:40:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Simple Plan ~  Me Against the WorldWe're not gonna be just a part of their gameWe're not gonna be just the victimsThey're taking our dreams and they tear them apartTo everyone's the sameI've got no place to goI've got nowhere to run.They love to watch me fallThey think they know it allI'm a nightmare, a disasterThat's what they always saidI'm a lost cause, not a heroBut I'll make it on my ownI've</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111906961007164347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111906961007164347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111906961007164347' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961310.post-111849215014181946</id><published>2005-06-11T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T20:15:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uninspired. Unfulfilled. Grumpy. Apathetic. Nuff said</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111849215014181946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5961310/posts/default/111849215014181946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecynic.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111849215014181946' title=''/><author><name>luvcynic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
