<?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-3186573106986832337</id><updated>2011-12-13T02:05:54.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog sucks :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-3536882164277479064</id><published>2011-04-01T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:21:41.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity?</title><content type='html'>Lets just take it this way. I'm truly in pain finding out the truth. I got curious in you. I love you,but the fact you keep too much from me. Why? You're a shame? I told you from the bottom of my heart,i dont care, no matter what you are,who you are, i will always love you. But.. Finding out the truth,its just too painful. I always trust you no matter what, with total honesty, every single time i got curious,i just dont give a damn no matter the curiosity level is  just so high to the extend i would have the eager of the finding out information in what so ever way. And finding out the ugly truth,it rippeed my heart apart. I nearly cried. Thousand and one things pop's out on my head. But the fact,all the things that pop's out on my head. Leads me to one conclusion. That you are eventually cheating on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek for advise from close friends and etc,all of them told me to break out. But you told me that im not a very narrow minded person. I still take the chances of being with you because i love you. But the fact is just under my nose. Its like a ton's of brick hitting me on the head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-3536882164277479064?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/3536882164277479064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=3536882164277479064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3536882164277479064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3536882164277479064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2011/04/curiosity.html' title='Curiosity?'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-8671563533857845887</id><published>2011-02-03T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:35:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terengganu</title><content type='html'>Just arrived Terengganu.. Full of wackiness &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came here by bus,went to the wrong bus station,and arrived just in time before the bus departure. sat next to an aqua &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen asked me to snore loudly back.. I did,everyone stare cock at me &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,off now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-8671563533857845887?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/8671563533857845887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=8671563533857845887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8671563533857845887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8671563533857845887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2011/02/terengganu.html' title='Terengganu'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-673292728821252049</id><published>2011-01-31T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:25:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super broke !!! O.o</title><content type='html'>Within few hours.. I spend like few hundreds bucks buying unnecessary stuff &gt;.&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought PS3 game (Yakuza 3) and as well ate at Alexis .. The bill was 349.14 ringgit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.. I should start learning how to save....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Im off playing the game.. :P Tehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-673292728821252049?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/673292728821252049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=673292728821252049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/673292728821252049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/673292728821252049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2011/01/super-broke-oo.html' title='Super broke !!! O.o'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-5106269838511925506</id><published>2011-01-31T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T02:30:10.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkies Updated</title><content type='html'>Most of my Uni mates,your link of blog have been updated at my linkies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever would like to put up their link in my linkies,do drop message on my chatbox :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers mate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-5106269838511925506?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/5106269838511925506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=5106269838511925506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/5106269838511925506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/5106269838511925506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2011/01/linkies-updated.html' title='Linkies Updated'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-8623044187691880691</id><published>2011-01-20T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T11:21:18.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1Malaysia.com</title><content type='html'>I've got nothing better to do then surfing the net. So,there's this one website called www.1malaysia.com that i found the link at facebook. So,i told myself why not i give it a shot,no harm trying. And surprisingly,the sites is not bad at all... Well,there is still room for improvement i would say. What i truly hate aboutthe sites would be people commenting saying its just a copied version of facebook,which is kinda suck. I mean,its a local brand and they are trying to improve better to go internationally. But fuck.. Why certain Malaysian are just so negative? Why cant they just support the things that we eventually have. In my life,i always learn how to make do with the things that i only have. Why are we so greed of wanting more? Why are we looking things for high end only? Why cant we support our local brand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,lets not get carried away. Anyway,try visiting the sites and do give comments about it. And please.. Just a gentle reminder.. The sites is a non profit sites so please dont think the admin and as well the creator of the sites doing it for money.. They are eventually doing it to unite all Malaysian around the world. I believe,thats their way of expressing their love towards our country :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-8623044187691880691?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/8623044187691880691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=8623044187691880691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8623044187691880691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8623044187691880691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2011/01/1malaysiacom.html' title='1Malaysia.com'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-688993127141960939</id><published>2010-11-11T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T01:36:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spray</title><content type='html'>This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face&lt;br /&gt;smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction&lt;br /&gt;hush baby, speak softly, tell me I’ll be sorry that you&lt;br /&gt;pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me&lt;br /&gt;try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me&lt;br /&gt;run out the room and I’ll follow you like a lost puppy&lt;br /&gt;baby, without you, I’m nothing, I’m so lost, hug me&lt;br /&gt;then tell me how ugly I am, but that you’ll always love me&lt;br /&gt;then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the&lt;br /&gt;destructive path that we’re on, two psychopaths but we&lt;br /&gt;know that no matter how many knives we put in each other’s backs&lt;br /&gt;that we’ll have each other’s backs, ’cause we’re that lucky&lt;br /&gt;together, we move mountains, let’s not make mountains out of molehills,&lt;br /&gt;you hit me twice, yeah, but who’s countin’&lt;br /&gt;I may have hit you three times, I’m startin’ to lose count&lt;br /&gt;but together, we’ll live forever, we found the youth fountain&lt;br /&gt;our love is crazy, we’re nuts, but I refused counselin’&lt;br /&gt;this house is too huge, if you move out I’ll burn all two thousand&lt;br /&gt;square feet of it to the ground, ain’t shit you can do about it&lt;br /&gt;with you I’m in my f–kin’ mind, without you, I’m out it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you guys (and girls) might know where this lyrics comes from.. Well,this lyrics in such a way shows hows a fuck up life could be when you lose somebody.. In my case. . Its nothing related to relationship,but it is about friendship..  Well,honestly speaking,i do not have much close friends, in Chinese phrase,they call it "HO HENG TAI" . I always thought that i would always have one. And the fact i do,but sadly his currently staying all the way to Korea.. His the only guy that i can truly trust and i could truly rely on with my own life.. Now,in University,there are friends that i can talk with,laugh with.. But thats about it,we dont really have the bond of going out together,clubbing,having fun,doing some shit stuff.. All my life,i always thought going to college/university would be the most awesome thing ever since the people around you are headed to the same direction as you going (Which would be the course you are going into) . A wise man told me before that the only true friends that you could find is at college.. Well,i agree, but only for a few month.. Than,thats about it.. Poof.. Its gone.. The chemistry is lost just like that.. What i've seen troughout my life,in certain things,i always like to keep grudges and dont really explain on how i feel. But in certain issue,i would but i would always stand with my own opinion. Perhaps that is one of the reason people dislike about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me make this clear.. I dont mind if you wana "spray" everything out to me about anything regarding about things that you dont like.. But please,do it in a nice way.. Honestly,il promise you.. Il change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be informed that this post does not refer to any particular person.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-688993127141960939?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/688993127141960939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=688993127141960939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/688993127141960939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/688993127141960939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/11/spray.html' title='Spray'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-7471320827652972856</id><published>2010-05-02T05:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T06:01:39.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes larh! I pass my final terms of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXAMS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed i am excited to the extend i scram out of my lungs and end up my neighbor went out of his house and look out whose the psychotic maniac doing some crazy things at the middle of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully speaking,i am really stressed out with my results to the extend i forget who the fuck  i was. I mean, i started doing things which myself don't really do most of the time (eventually all the time &gt;.&lt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know that i passed the whole term from a beautiful girl named Jacintha a.k.a J.C . She text me telling that to scream my lung out and do the chicken dance??? WTF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the text message shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afiq Wu.. U pass ur Sem 3.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's dance and shout.. I check for you already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But still cant find out who failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL J.C,why so "ke po chi" on who failed (To the person who failed,sorry to hear mate/love),as long as we pass our FINAL TERM,that freaking enough to make my whole month full of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway.. Im still stuck with my training (Pfft).. Well,actually,its not that bad actually.. Currently im at the Front Office line working as a Front Desk Reception. Anyway,the staff at Prince are eventually damn nice even do most of the time they would look damn serious.. But eventually,they threat each other like family and thats what keep them going working in the front line. Only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD &lt;/span&gt;(and Hottelier)  knows how tough it is to work in the front line of Hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend,Mr Lee Fu Wang have left to United States to further his studies.. Truthly speaking,i am proud of him but at the same time i feel sad that his leaving his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"CH05 Gang"&lt;/span&gt; away for a very long period of time. Anyway.. Best Of Luck to you Man and make CH05 Gang proud! You will never walk alone :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of people studying abroad.. Another of my mates whose from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"CH05 Gang"&lt;/span&gt; also would be off to Australia in July.. Which make me more sad (who dosent!) .. Anyway man,im proud of you and good luck in the new world man! Be somebody and get some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans after finish my industrial training would be concentrating on Paintball 100% and at the same time would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;concentrate 200% to my love ones especially when it comes to Denise Tan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love You :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway,speaking of paintball,im planning to buy a 2nd hand marker which one of my friend is selling,Ned. His using one of the  Eclipse marker that have the Leapord snow skin. For paintballers,leave comments please whether is it alright for me to buy when it comes to back player usage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SPECIAL ANNOUCMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ive been reunited with one of my family all the way from U.K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, i was taking a nap (Naked with my blanky on) ehem2.. And all of a sudden my maid rush trough my room and told me that there were some problems with my internet router and at the same time the tm net is on the line.. I was like,shit.. Tell them to wait,im coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went downstrairs and.... I saw my whole family was at the leaving hall! (Except my dad)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Its 0601hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-7471320827652972856?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/7471320827652972856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=7471320827652972856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7471320827652972856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7471320827652972856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/05/lulus.html' title='Lulus'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-3573777918982108853</id><published>2010-04-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:05:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am i good at? Herm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S8h8NBwzUrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/eiSJRBK6NBk/s1600/SL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S8h8NBwzUrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/eiSJRBK6NBk/s320/SL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460751111439995570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sex Legend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The medal that i received proves it all :P Truly its a very random thing to blog about.. But then again.. Rather than doing nothing and let my blog die :( Its best for me to post something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be jealous to all lads :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-3573777918982108853?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/3573777918982108853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=3573777918982108853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3573777918982108853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3573777918982108853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-am-i-good-at-herm.html' title='What am i good at? Herm..'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S8h8NBwzUrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/eiSJRBK6NBk/s72-c/SL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-7467129670247768295</id><published>2010-04-05T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:51:58.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its going to be the end.. NOT!</title><content type='html'>Haha,regardless my certificate training going to end soon,i still have to work because the contract to work as a student trainee would be at least 12 week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again,i still feel happy working at that place,even do i have to wake up every single morning and become "Zombie",don't mind at all. They have really friendly staff over there at the same time the place is consider near to my house &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 10 minute drive trough (without any traffic hustle) &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some of my college mates,enjoy your day while waiting for the upcoming term.. For me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,ive been busy to the extend i am so tired to blog. And at certain points,i waste my time in front of the computer but yet,still i don't blog ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few updates in my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reunited Denise old neighbor which happened to be BFF when they were young :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while i have been going out for shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss paintball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to play my guitar back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I am in love with .... ELMO :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles mate (&amp; love) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-7467129670247768295?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/7467129670247768295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=7467129670247768295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7467129670247768295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7467129670247768295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-going-to-be-end-not.html' title='Its going to be the end.. NOT!'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-6712928671465991767</id><published>2010-02-18T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:37:52.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>%*#@$!$%</title><content type='html'>Seriously,i am out of words on what to blog about.. But still,that does not stop me to keep blogging. Anyway.. Just now,i went out with my friends and one of my friends,who is a SATANIC (No worries,his not the real devil worshiper,his just into metal),pose in front of Ellise camera since there nothing much to do while waiting for the food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how he "pose"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S3wbAK9gGdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Uv2CLu9QvF4/s1600-h/Billy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S3wbAK9gGdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Uv2CLu9QvF4/s320/Billy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439252139712977362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness  Gracious Me! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-6712928671465991767?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/6712928671465991767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=6712928671465991767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/6712928671465991767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/6712928671465991767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='%*#@$!$%'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S3wbAK9gGdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Uv2CLu9QvF4/s72-c/Billy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-1048954644091590296</id><published>2010-02-16T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T04:41:20.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terengganu..</title><content type='html'>Phew,a very tiring night. For some of you people,you guys would know i went to Terengganu. Basically,i just arrived home. I am so dead tired because i drove all the way from Terengganu to Kuala Lumpur. Then again,i feel nice cause i was driving the Police car (Waja). It was so different from the normal Waja car. Goodness,it was so smooth and also the speed..... Pergh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,there nothing much i want to blog about. Even do there a lot of of things happened during my stay at Terengganu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off.. Dead tired.. The minute i came back and settle in. Straight away i blogged since i have nothing better to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-1048954644091590296?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/1048954644091590296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=1048954644091590296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/1048954644091590296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/1048954644091590296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/terengganu.html' title='Terengganu..'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-3392304022491017037</id><published>2010-02-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:59:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done!</title><content type='html'>At last,i am done with my blog skin profile and etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to brag nor talk big about it... Its just that i am not very good in Information Technology (IT),especially when it comes to "coding".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,hope you lads/ladies would like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before i end my blog post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to wish you a very prosperous Chinese New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-3392304022491017037?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/3392304022491017037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=3392304022491017037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3392304022491017037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3392304022491017037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/done.html' title='Done!'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-3212739258365576027</id><published>2010-02-11T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:22:46.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Hollywood!</title><content type='html'>Now days,there's nothing to shout about when it comes to Malaysian movies. Most of the movies would about loves,and life in street. Even do the story line is nice,still,the quality of the movie is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister eventually is a big fan of Aaron Aziz (A singaporean and Malaysian actor). And she showed me a video clip about this one particular movie that would be coming out on May. At first,i was a bit reluctant to watch the video since i was doing something else,but then,she was like begging me to watch it. Anyway,when i watch the video.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOODNESS! I could say that would be one of the greatest film in Malaysia when it comes to action packs! Enough with words,lets the video do the "talking" &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rX3K2mC2Tn4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rX3K2mC2Tn4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-3212739258365576027?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/3212739258365576027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=3212739258365576027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3212739258365576027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/3212739258365576027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/malaysian-hollywood.html' title='Malaysian Hollywood!'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-4621264017252033997</id><published>2010-02-11T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:37:06.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Cordon Bleu</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,was a quite  fascinating day for me. I asked my dad to accompany me to attend a seminar regarding about School Of Hospitality in Adelle,Australia. The name of the school would be Le Cordon Bleu. One of the finest schools of hospitality that have been run around the globe. Quite surprisingly,Le Cordon Bleu School Of Hospitality have been run for more than a decade. Started off at France and making its way on top around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was been invited by Mr Micheal,one of the representative agent for promoting the school in Malaysia.He texted me telling that they were doing the seminar and etc.The seminar was been held at Hilton Hotel Kuala Lumpur,near Kuala Lumpur Central (KL Central),stated on the text message saying that the seminar was been held at 34th floor. When we arrived,it was empty and the only thing was been held over there was the Executive Lounge. So i called Mr Micheal,he picked up and he told me that eventually the place was been shifted to 7 floor due to some reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 7th floor straight and the first person that i saw was Mr Micheal. A very warm welcome been made by him and other representative agents. When i went i was outside the ballroom,there werent that much people nor it was alot of people. The crowd was less than 15 people. My dad and i had seated on the lounge while waiting to be called upon to go inside the ballroom. Seating next to us would be a lady with her son. We smiled at them and open a converstation. More likely an introduction of socializing only :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,all the people that attended were called upon by the fascilitator,Miss Karen. I assume she is one of the lecturer from the UK based on her accent. We were been briefed about what is it about the life on the campus,history of Le Cordon Bleu,courses thats been offered at the School itself,and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation finished,we were been given a pack of cookies that have been made from Paris done by the students. Went out to the ballroom and seated at the same place we seated just now. Angela was the lady name,and his son would be Mark. My dad had a great conversation since the Angela eventually knows most of my dad friends (Such a small world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment,Angela planned to send Mark for KDU,but than again Angela wasnt that convinced. And Angela asked me about how was the proggrame at Taylors. Well,i explained to her briefly adn what i think. She was impressed in a way about Taylors. But anyway,the mom says that she wants to wait for the result then apply for the course which my dad dissagree. My dad convince Angela about registering Mark before the results comes out. But anyway. All the best to Mark,hope he would get a good result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dad had a lil chat with Angela,we were planning to head home straight,but instead,my dad accidently bump into one of his college mates. So,decided to join them for dinner since my dad friends and his wife were planning to eat at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding dong ding dong,was quite shock time flies very fast,it was 10 something.. Arrived home around 11pm. Planned to go out but then again most of my friends are busy. So,nothing much to do so instead,i waste my time (as always) in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Thats all folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Yes,Chinese New Year coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-4621264017252033997?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/4621264017252033997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=4621264017252033997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/4621264017252033997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/4621264017252033997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/le-cordon-bleu.html' title='Le Cordon Bleu'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-4898600989823456825</id><published>2010-02-09T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:44:43.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam...</title><content type='html'>Pergh.. It was bloody tough for me to the extend i had a feeling i have to repeat :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am trying my best to stay strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually,some questions were from the previous assessment that we did. Which was a very good thing. But than again..&lt;br /&gt;When i have seated.. All the things that i have memories become blank! Pergh.. WTH.. My goodness,this such things occur during at this time of hour.. Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S3FdVpOF6CI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zUPyz_E7c8A/s1600-h/Stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S3FdVpOF6CI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zUPyz_E7c8A/s320/Stress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436228851636496418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken by one of my course mates.. Carmen.. Anyway,as you can see.. My hair was so f**k up due to a lot of scratching "activities" going around when i was doing my paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here the thing.. Its all over.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,i still scared that i failed and i have to re seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the god to help me pass my exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-4898600989823456825?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/4898600989823456825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=4898600989823456825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/4898600989823456825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/4898600989823456825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/exam.html' title='Exam...'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S3FdVpOF6CI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zUPyz_E7c8A/s72-c/Stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-8952213492142283964</id><published>2010-02-09T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:36:40.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day..</title><content type='html'>Every beginning have an end.  And every story,will not end happily ever after. I seriously wish i could turn back the clock and change the "bad history" that i have done before. For now,the mistakes that i have done would forever be indispensable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There so much things that i would like to express about,but eventually,i feel that in a way.. Sometimes,things are meant to be kept and fade away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shout out to all CHO 05 Members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy that i met you guys. You people are the one that keep me going in LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not just plain words that im describing over here,its truly from the bottom of my HEART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i do make any mistakes or rude to you guys,i am truly sorry and i am seriously seeking for a sincere FORGIVENESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole CHO 05 people are the one keep me going in Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During school lifetime,i was consider a 'Loser". But when i entered college. This particular class makes me going and telling me eventually you are a somebody. The best achievement that i never felt during high school would be the achievement of passing with good marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it,i am not a study type of person,during high school,i was the playful type of person to the extend i do not even care about study! Instead,i was into the prefect organization,managing a band,and also doing tons of crap stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i started college. My life truly change. At last,i really understand the meaning of TRUE FRIENDSHIP,what is TEAM WORK,HONESTY to each other,and last but not least,SACRIFICES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,i am truly regret for what i did before to my fellow friends and i am truly seeking for forgiveness. Thou,i admit it that i do not have the guts to settle this matter face to face since i am scared i cannot control myself and cant accept the lost. So,for now.. I feel,by saying sorry to each of everyone of my friends trough other ways than face to face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the best achievement that have been done by the CHO 05 to the extend my class breaks the record of history,the first Certificate students who receive the best award in Moral Project Video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VwxXWAaUSmA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VwxXWAaUSmA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even do i wasn't apart of the video project. But the team makes me feel like i am apart of it to the extend i feel the joy of happiness when the won the award..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a very great memories i will say that i have occur with the CHO 05 group members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.. I could only wait for the TIME... Times play a big part of certain issue in my opinion.. It does not help in everything,but it does help you in certain ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afiq...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-8952213492142283964?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/8952213492142283964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=8952213492142283964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8952213492142283964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8952213492142283964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-day.html' title='Last day..'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-9055150810160400931</id><published>2010-01-07T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:32:35.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unexpected visitor :)</title><content type='html'>Around 1500hours,my maid was screaming from the kitchen. I was being "emo" during that time for some reason. But then again, my maid who was shouting like a crazy person makes me wonder what is wrong with this woman?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside my room and by the time I opened my door, she rushed to my sister's room to close the window..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why would she want to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERM.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,behind our house,came an unexpected "visitor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of typing.. I'm gonna show you guys a picture :D (Since picture describes a thousand words!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S0YF58x5_bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nGxH960Mvs4/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S0YF58x5_bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nGxH960Mvs4/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424029294340472242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S0YF5dQ8NvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zyHS-HerntQ/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S0YF5dQ8NvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zyHS-HerntQ/s320/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424029285880706802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. Kinda random and lame post over here.. This 2 pictures was from my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-9055150810160400931?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/9055150810160400931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=9055150810160400931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/9055150810160400931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/9055150810160400931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/01/unsuspected-visitor.html' title='An unexpected visitor :)'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/S0YF58x5_bI/AAAAAAAAAHA/nGxH960Mvs4/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-1129120888212630204</id><published>2010-01-04T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:42:42.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings..</title><content type='html'>I've not been blogging for a very long time. It makes me feel that I shouldn't blog anymore or maybe I just ran out of topic to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a lot of things has been going on around me.. There are some good and some bad in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,i went out with one of my friend to meet up his "Family"(Initially,Nick's godparents are paintball players). We went all the way to Subang to meet them up. Actually, Nick's godparents are not just a part if his family but the whole team was his family apart from his biological family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start off the day by waking up around 0800 hours. I quickly prepared myself for the day. Wore my paintball pants and a t shirt. Head straight to Denise's house, since that's my meeting point to pick up Nick. After that,went off straight to Subang to meet Nick's team who was damn friendly,but sadly,i wasn't in the "outgoing mood" since i am the only stranger over there. But still,let me repeat myself,THEY ARE VERY FRIENDLY PEOPLE! Before heading to Nick's godparents house,i felt so hungry. So we made a pit stop to a fine Italian restaurant near Nick's godparents place. It was amazingly delicious because the Chef was an Italian. Haha.. But its kinda funny though early in the morning around 1000 hours  went and eat spaghetti. Haha.( I seriously would bring my friends over there to chill.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Nick and I) were not planning to play paintball with them due to the time constrain,but what the hell,i bought my gear! So i tagged along with them to play for a few rounds. Seriously,i would not want to play with them anymore! They are too good for me.. I am still a noob! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new friendly people that i met would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Abang Wan (Nick's godfather)&lt;br /&gt;-Kakak Efi (Nick's Godmother)&lt;br /&gt;-Amir&lt;br /&gt;-Ash&lt;br /&gt;-Phatman&lt;br /&gt;-Seth&lt;br /&gt;-Wan&lt;br /&gt;-Aishah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lot of things that happened during that day but i "malas" wanna blog about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize things up. Here's what i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played paintball&lt;br /&gt;Went to Denise's house&lt;br /&gt;Had fun the whole day&lt;br /&gt;Travelled all the way to Bangi&lt;br /&gt;Met new friendly people&lt;br /&gt;Ate Pizza for dinner at Denise's house&lt;br /&gt;Travel to my girlfriend's  house, TWICE&lt;br /&gt;HAD FUN THE WHOLE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to Denise,Elle and Nick for making my day feel special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afiq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-1129120888212630204?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/1129120888212630204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=1129120888212630204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/1129120888212630204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/1129120888212630204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2010/01/greetings.html' title='Greetings..'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-8025879145341811128</id><published>2009-10-25T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:45:58.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Broadband for me :D</title><content type='html'>In may, i have registered myself for a broadband service. Well,actually,i registered it under my friend's name as my birthday falls in july (Considered myself as 17 in May). So,fine.. It was registered by one of my friend.. Kent Ong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,even though it is registered under him.. I'll still be paying for it since I'll be the one using it, that was my plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,here's the thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill has not arrive at Kent's house yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can use it until now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY MY FRIEND :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-8025879145341811128?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/8025879145341811128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=8025879145341811128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8025879145341811128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8025879145341811128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-broadband-for-me-d.html' title='Free Broadband for me :D'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-7252436393422003835</id><published>2009-09-18T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:27:10.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip</title><content type='html'>I was suppose to post this so called recent post very long ago,Due to my "malas ness",don't event bother to finish up the post. Well,a month or two ago,it was one of the best trip that i ever had :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Genting Highland with most of my college friends. Supposedly we should be there around 7 o'clock in the morning. Instead,unlike some people,they slept "overboard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started of by going to Kent house as a 'raven dour' point. Arrived at his house around 9am and found out that he is till sleeping.. (Bloody hell) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Julian to come since he would be driving my car. While waiting,i accidentally sleep next to Kent and was HUGGING him.. Shoot.. One of the most gayest moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,Julian arrived sharp at 10.30am. Suddenly we receive a call saying that ... just woke up.. Pfft,so we have to wait a while more.. Heish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the plans have changed,Kent and i have decided to have a hair cut.. Which was a great ideas since my dad always screwing me up about my so call long hair (Well,its not that long,but come to think of it,my hair does annoy me sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,we went to a saloon near by FAJAR shopping complex. Kent told me it was a very good place to have a good hair cut. We were the first customers of the day :P . While i was waiting for my turn,the person served me chinese tea.. LOL,do i look chinese?? Serving in the month of ramadhan?? Well,i dint get offended or anything.. Just the temptation of drinking the chinese tea.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,anyway.. We had our haircut done. And all of a sudden,Kent complained that his haircut weren't that nice.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. He recommended me the place and now his complaining?? O.o But for me,i was satisfied with my haircut :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our haircut done,we went straight to Genting Highland. Made our stop after the Rm5.00 toll. Waited for my other friends who was the sleepy heads gang .. Pfft. Actually,to tell you the truth,i was asleep most of the time after getting my haircut done. Julian who was a "professional" driver was driving my car. I slept during the time there was a traffic jam near my house and when i wake up i was shock when we already nearly half way of the place. Stopped at Shell petrol station near one of the highway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my friends arrived at the toll (that was like our checkpoint meeting place). We went all the way to the top of the hill together... RACING :p . At first i was really scared due to the way Julian driving was not really convincing evendo i really trust him in driving. But he really gave me his trust when we were at the slopes.. Haha.. He really "drift" a lot and Terran (The guy whose driving the other car bringing all the sleepy head :P) was way far ahead from us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terran parked at the other side of Genting building (which i could not remember which building was it). So,basically we have to meet them somewhere. Turns out we meet them at the Genting 5 star hotel (cant remember the name of the hotel) which was just near to the CASINO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment of "taking a fag" and discussing what to do. We made our move by going to walk at the indoor park (some of them went to Casino).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There nothing much to do seriously :( We went to play arcade games. During that time,i was with Fu Wang(A dude from Brunei who looks like either Japanese or Korean),Norman Ko(Pro in pool),Kent De MonPIG (short dude who have a hot darn japanese chick :P ). Daichi(Japanese dude that wont stop making you laugh like crazy),Julian (The most magnificent bartender),Dennis (Lame riddle),and Terran (Crazy ass driver) went to the Casino to gamble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while walking at the theme park,Norman and the others told me that they are all straving,but they all will be going to someplace which is far away from the themepark. Since im fasting,i dint follow them instead make my move to play Australian Pool. I've waited for them more than 3 hours and still.. No calls,neither text messages. Besides playing Australian Pool,when to play Archery since i am super bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours,i could not stand.. I called them and they told me... Owh,still finding place to eat.. WTH.. Adoi.. I was so damn tired... So,i head to the place that they all eat. It took me more than 20 minutes just to get there.. Sesat punya pasal.. Heish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,after meeting them and stuff... Plan to watch movie,so we bought the ticket movie called "Where got ghost". Ding dong ding dong,it was nearly my break fast. Went to KFC. Really ate like hell.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having fun and stuff,here comes the bollocks part.. I have to cancel the movie due to some circumstances.. So,practically,the ticket burned! But lucky with Julian talented kind hearted mode.. He manage to show h1s handsome face and sell the ticket :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously it was one of the best day i ever had even do there were th1ngs that dissed me off.. Still,that occur in friendship.. So,we have to bare with it and live happily with them.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO all CHO 05 that went to Genting Highland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUY SUCKS.. Haha,just kidding my friend... ROCK of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fuck,th1s is my longest post that i ever done)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-7252436393422003835?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/7252436393422003835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=7252436393422003835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7252436393422003835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7252436393422003835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2009/09/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-8649455847138277728</id><published>2009-09-09T03:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T04:11:05.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when september ends...</title><content type='html'>September.. Its a month whereby i don't have energy yet its one of the most tempting month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 4th of Sept,i celebrated my friend birthday party with a couple of other close friends in colleges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a small party yet a blast! Practically,it was a pool side party.. The food was darn delicious yet did not have the chance of eating it that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the birthday party,met new people but don't have the chance to talk to them that much.. One of them would be Daichi girlfriend sister which i cant remember the name.. TEHEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. There a lot of thing happened recently but i have no idea what to update about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Will keep posted soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-8649455847138277728?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/8649455847138277728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=8649455847138277728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8649455847138277728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/8649455847138277728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2009/09/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake me up when september ends...'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3186573106986832337.post-7982067325855580992</id><published>2009-07-05T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:03:36.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball Practice</title><content type='html'>Today,went for paintball practice. Met new people,friendly people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn a lot of new stuff,and realized that i am still "green" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the team were really helpful to me i would say. Thanks to Aswan Yap and his mates for giving me a chances in joining the team. Really do appreciate it :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update seriously. Currently concentrating in my studies. Besides that,getting serious in paintball and also pool. At the same time also,slowly in archery :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be joining paintball tournaments next saturday at Astaka field. Kinda nervous and scared,but i'm seriously anxious in playing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys,i will keep you posted. Cheers :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3186573106986832337-7982067325855580992?l=omunashiba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/feeds/7982067325855580992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3186573106986832337&amp;postID=7982067325855580992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7982067325855580992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3186573106986832337/posts/default/7982067325855580992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omunashiba.blogspot.com/2009/07/paintball-practice.html' title='Paintball Practice'/><author><name>Gaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106699389340130400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6qo-xAnWlyw/Shvs_wTMEFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_G-n-MgXACw/S220/l_ab0e2c930268421f9a1cf15e16d18fd8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
