<?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-779053839989522589</id><updated>2012-01-29T01:44:13.057+08:00</updated><category term='Review and thought.'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Idols'/><category term='crap'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Journey To A Nicer Room'/><category term='shopaholic'/><category term='Global Issues'/><title type='text'>Life.Thoughts.Experience</title><subtitle type='html'>Expressing feelings my way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>489</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2050287600124322239</id><published>2012-01-23T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:42:41.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Holiday</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months, I finally start writing again. It has been a busy semester and a-lot of fun too. Tiring but fun. Holidays started on 17th January 2012 until beginning of March. So far my holiday is in good and fun level and perhaps it stays that way till the end of the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends planned to look for part-time job and some even are looking for a job in law firms which are so good and I envy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to disappoint myself, I had the most exciting plan for this holiday. Wohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you who don't know, I just came back from Port Dickson for family holiday since my brother has one week holiday for Chinese New Year. Gong Xi Fatt Chai! Stayed at the beautiful nice cozy Avillion Admiral Cove, PD. It was an amazing experience. The view was nice and I loved it. The beach was OK and the swimming pool was good for children. What I love about the view was the yacht dock. I loved looking at the yachts parked at the dock imagining that one day one of the yachts parked may be mine. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short getaway was such an amazing experience. I had to spent time with my family members and spent it with much love in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not stop there. My next plan is the biggest trip I will ever try without the presence of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you all about it when I have confirmed everything. As for now, I have not yet done my visa so the trip is not 100% confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever it is, I would like to wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND GONG XI FATT CHAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2050287600124322239?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2050287600124322239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2050287600124322239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2050287600124322239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Luck'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3901712331446716357</id><published>2011-12-19T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T23:04:00.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahai Mahasiswa</title><content type='html'>Kepada mahasiswa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang diperjuangkan?&lt;br /&gt;Kebebasan mahasiswa katanya.&lt;br /&gt;Apa faedah nya?&lt;br /&gt;Mansuhlah AUKU&lt;br /&gt;Untuk apa?&lt;br /&gt;Dapat berpolitik?&lt;br /&gt;Politik itu apa?&lt;br /&gt;Permainan orang tua&lt;br /&gt;Faedah politik bagi mahasiswa?&lt;br /&gt;Beban yang teramat&lt;br /&gt;Untuk apa?&lt;br /&gt;Pening kepala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebangkitan mahasiswa katanya,&lt;br /&gt;Mahasiswa itu siapa sebenarnya?&lt;br /&gt;Pelajar-pelajar universiti&lt;br /&gt;Adakah seseorang itu mewakili semua mahasiswa?&lt;br /&gt;TIDAK&lt;br /&gt;Segelintir kecil mahukan kebebasan yang kononnya diperjuangkan&lt;br /&gt;Sebilangan hanya mengikut&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi majoriti berdiam&lt;br /&gt;Adakah diam tanda setuju atau tidak setuju?&lt;br /&gt;Tiada siapa yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, tidak perlulah diperbesarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang buat kecoh, semua orang melenting&lt;br /&gt;Seorang itu mahasiswa yang berjuang untuk kebebasan katanya&lt;br /&gt;Adakah dia memahami apa yang diperjuangkan sebenarnya?&lt;br /&gt;Dikatakan mahasiswa tidak bebas?&lt;br /&gt;Mahasiswa mempunyai facebook, twitter, blog, tumblr, etc&lt;br /&gt;Mahasiswa mempunyai akses kepada internet.&lt;br /&gt;Jika tidak berpuas hati, bukan kutukan yang patut diberi&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi komplain kepada yang sepatutnya terus dari laman web&lt;br /&gt;Adakah itu tidak bebas namanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebebasan bagaimana lagi?&lt;br /&gt;Saya seorang mahasiswi&lt;br /&gt;Tidak terasa terkongkong mahupun tersepit dengan undang-undang yang ada&lt;br /&gt;Hanya dengan satu perkara di dalam satu akta, permintaan adalah untuk memansuhkan keseluruhan akta&lt;br /&gt;Adakah itu relevan dan patut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai mahasiswa&lt;br /&gt;Sedarlah bahawa hari ini bukan perjuangan ini yang sepatutnya dilakukan&lt;br /&gt;Pertahankan bangsa kita, itu lebih penting&lt;br /&gt;Melayu ketinggalan jauh&lt;br /&gt;Melayu terperosok jauh&lt;br /&gt;Disemua demonstrasi kelihatan hanya orang Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun ketuanya bukan Melayu dan kononnya demonstrasi akan disertai oleh semua pihak tetapi yang kelihatan hanya orang Melayu&lt;br /&gt;Sedarlah bahawa kita ini sebagai robot-robot yang digunakan pada masa sebegini.&lt;br /&gt;'Perjuangan' adalah tarikan semata-mata&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, berhentilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak guna berdemonstrasi di jalanan&lt;br /&gt;Maki hamun&lt;br /&gt;Menjerit&lt;br /&gt;Gunakanlah masa yang digunakan di tepi jalan itu untuk memperbaiki diri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Gunakanlah masa itu untuk belajar&lt;br /&gt;Gunakanlah masa itu untuk 'berjuang' dalam medium yang betul&lt;br /&gt;Tidak perlu menjerit dan menghina&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkan yang kita ini setanding dengan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3901712331446716357?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3901712331446716357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3901712331446716357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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voting session for the upcoming High Committee of the Law Society Club of Faculty of Law today. I had the chance to vote for the post of President, Secretary and Treasurer although it was late in the evening but at least I did my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this entry, I will make a few comments on qualities of leaders. I know I am not qualified to talk about this cause I am NO-ONE and I am NOT even a leader myself but I am sure that as a follower I have the right to comment on certain leaders' qualities that I like, dislike, hoped for, and expected for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that being a leader is an easy task. What he or she has to do is only to give jobs to whomever working under his name and that's it. Little they know that with all the instructions given comes responsibility and liability. A leader is responsible for all the acts done by the people working under and is liable for the wrongdoings although they know nothing about the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, these are the leadership qualities that I think play important role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Unbiased&lt;br /&gt;- People had always mistaken the word bias. Bias does not only mean bias against a group of people but it can be more than that. Bias can be very obvious or very hidden or sometimes he or she does not even realise that he or she is being biased. A leader should be able to differentiate or distinguish or separate personal matters, work matters and formality. In university life, we are working with our friends. Our friends are sometimes our boss or even someone who works under us. Friends are friends OUTSIDE the period of working. A leader should be able to act accordingly. It should not matter if that someone is the boyfriend or girlfriend, the leader should be able to treat them equally with others. The girlfriend or boyfriend should not get to give excuses or even an-early dismissal. A leader should know that everyone needs to be given equal treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Listen to opinions&lt;br /&gt;- A person with power tends to not listen to others and think that they are the best in the society or community. Well dude, YOU ARE NOT GOD! You are only human. you are not perfect and you are not the best. When ever you think that you are the best, think again! There is always someone who is smarter, more brilliant than you are. Listen to what your colleagues have to say. Listen to their opinions and suggestions. If they have any criticism, accept them. Do not be a LOSER by not respecting opinions of others. As I said, you are not the best. Sometimes your colleague has a more brilliant stuff than what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be Organised and Disclose Information Properly&lt;br /&gt;- A leader has to be an organised person. Not only your work has to be organised but also your thoughts. When even your thoughts and work are organised, you would be able to disclose information to your colleagues properly. This is IMPORTANT! To deliver a proper message and information so any miscommunication will not occur. In organising an event, communication among the committee is very important. Miscommunication could cost a serious, major problems in the event. Therefore, a leader should have a very good communication skill with the colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Be Firm and Strict but with a BIG SMILE&lt;br /&gt;- Strict and firm is one of the most significant quality, in my opinion. Strict and firm is strictly for the colleagues not be able to step-on-your-head. However, together with that a leader needs to be someone with a great big smile and with that a laughter. You do not want your committee to be afraid of you in front but spit-on-you at the back. You do not want that! you want them to be able to smile and laugh and do their work with such pleasures and smile on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Great Respect&lt;br /&gt;- Respect others to be respected by others. This is the motto I have been holding since ever. I always believe that when you respect people, they will respect you back no matter whether they know you or not. Therefore, a leader should respect the colleagues so that they will give the same respect to the leader. A leader needs a sense of respect from the people under him rather than a feeling of fear. Fear does not always guarantee quality. I can assure you that together with respect comes good quality of work. When ever people like to do something or like the person they are working with, they will work hard and work better to achieve the goals. This is so different when the person is doing work out of fear. The work done will not be as honest and I hope you will understand it when I say this. No need for further elaboration, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think that a leader plays an important role in making sure that everything goes on smoothly. Though work has been disbursed to the other people but it is the duty and responsibility of the leader to make sure that everything is going on as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier, I AM NOBODY and I know what I am saying does not affect anyone but this is my thoughts and qualities I see to be in a leader. I should not put so much hope cause PEOPLE ARE NOT PERFECT and SO DO I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are said for the sake of saying what is in my mind. I know that it is EASIER SAID THAN DONE but WHEN THERE IS A WILL, THERE IS ALWAYS A WAY. When the person soon-to-be leader should consider instilling these qualities in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-5409654069402996666?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5409654069402996666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5409654069402996666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5409654069402996666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5409654069402996666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/leader.html' title='A Leader'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4692104663418564858</id><published>2011-12-11T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:03:51.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprofessionalism</title><content type='html'>For this entry I would like to touch on 'Unprofessionalism' and 'Accusations and Allegations'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I came across an article slammering another person by accusing and alleging what has not been proven. Accusations and allegations have to be supported with evidence and proofs so that what ever that we say is concrete and not just an empty can. An adult should know that allegations and accusations are very heavy thing to be done to another person and thus the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The author of the article that I read slammed another party who in his allegations has committed a dishonest act by not doing what should be done. The affected party have stood up for themselves and have stated the reasons on the decision made and that they had taken proper measures and procedures and even have received approval on doing so. Therefore, they claim for an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Without feeling guilty, the author did not even say sorry and did not take steps to make it look like he is trying to say sorry. This for me is a very un-gentleman act. He should have apologised as there is no wrong in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What worries me is that, the author is a person who in NO WAY will be affected with what ever that the innocent party is doing or have done. He is in NO WAY related and in no way affected. He is a TOTAL STRANGER and that he has no voice is slammering the innocent party. Question is; WHO IS HE? Many facts given by him are not justified. He alleged that he is a teacher but for the fact that his language is so badly structured made me worry how the students are going to be good students or even leaders in the future. The existence of the parent who complaint is another thing which is unjustified. Is the person really exist or is it only a fiction character? What ever it is, he is of no position to comment and to accuse or even to complain about what ever the innocent party is doing as he will not be affected in any way. In law, we call this as a person with locus standi. A person can only commence an action when he has fulfilled the element of locus standi which means 'a person so directly affected by the act of the wrongdoer'. Therefore, I would like to say that the author is of no position on making any allegations and accusations on the innocent party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The thing about unprofessionalism is another thing that is so affected by the act. The person stated that he is a teacher and although I have no idea what are the guidelines for a teacher's ethics are but I am sure that this is against the guidelines. Making comments without proof is one thing but the fact that the words used are vulgar words is UNACCEPTABLE. A teacher should be a person who can be an example to the kids/children and HE IS DEFINITELY NOT ONE OF THE EXAMPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It is sad to see when someone who should be so professional and should be ethical can be the opposite. It is sad cause this is the person who the government is counting on to teach the youngsters who will be the nation leaders in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What ever it is, I hope that person will realise what damage has been done and that will act accordingly to clean his mess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4692104663418564858?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4692104663418564858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4692104663418564858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4692104663418564858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4692104663418564858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/unprofessionalism.html' title='Unprofessionalism'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4849450606857201460</id><published>2011-12-10T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T14:48:08.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn From The Best, Stop Talking Nonsense.</title><content type='html'>I, sometimes think about the people of Malaysia and how ungrateful they are in certain ways. I, sometimes think about the people abroad and how grateful and proud they are of their country. I, sometimes think about how Malaysians can really be a successful country but because of some shallow mentality of the people we are not able to progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished an article written by a gentleman who has stayed in Singapore and Malaysia and is comparing the two countries. I do have objections on the article but I am not going to discuss about the article here and not going to anywhere. It may remains within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am more interested in is the comments by the people who have read the article. I agree to some extent that Singapore is well better developed than our country and that it is wayyyy better than Malaysia if we were to compare in terms of the public transportation, the facilities and how well the country has grown to such a developed and successful country. I am not denying the fact that Malaysia still has things to be improved and that we are still far behind compared to Singapore. I do not know about the fact how well the government treats the people and all that kind of stuffs. I seriously do not know and I will not make any comments based on my assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall leave it that Singapore is far off better than Malaysia and that Malaysia is far behind Singapore and there should be improvements on our part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to discuss is on how the people actually responded to the article. Some is well-off proud of Malaysia and some MALAYSIANs condemned Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comments should be on how Malaysia is progressing slower than it should be and on how Malaysia can improve but that did not happen as the comments if not all will be about discrimination on a particular race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person is questioning on why he did not get a scholarship from the government when he managed to get STRAIGHT A's for his SPM. Another commented about how they dislike Malaysia when they themselves are Malaysians. Some commented on how bad they want to migrate cause they are tired of Malaysian politics and the corruption and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you this, ONE is to be grateful that our country is blessed with peace and harmony. SECOND, be grateful that we have many races to learn from and THIRD be grateful that the country is doing good right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the scholarship matter, getting a straight A does not mean you are the best. There will be someone who is rather far more successful than you are. Again, getting a straight a does not mean you are the best. Getting a straight A does not mean you have all A1s. Getting a mix of A1 and A2 can be considered as getting a straight A too. You might think that you are the best but think again, there will be at least another person who got a straight A1~ Another thing is that, you might get straight A but what about the other qualities? Getting a scholarship does not only depends on your grades. They look at personality, activity, how active you are at school and other qualities such as leadership quality. You can be a nerd but you are not someone with persona. You might be a straight A student but you cannot talk in front of people. There are other qualities that they will look into before giving you a scholarship. Getting a scholarship is actually a subjective matter. You will not always know what the organisation is looking for. You can never guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an experience on this once. My foundation results was not the best and it was an average results. I received an email for an award application from an organisation. I applied without any hope cause I know my CGPA was not that good. I applied and I got it. The organiser herself told me that they are not looking for someone who got the best results but they are looking for someone with all 'street smart' and 'book smart' quality that includes leadership skills and other skills. She admitted that they have received many application with perfect 4.0 CGPA but without any other qualities. As a result, I was the one who was chosen but bear in mind I was not the one who got the perfect CGPA. That is why I said that getting a scholarship is a subjective matter as we do not always know what the organisation is looking for. So, don't use the reason that you are a non-Malay and because of that you did not get the scholarship. Don't blame others but yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the condemning Malaysia matter. You are the most UNGRATEFUL person I have ever seen in my life. You talk but you don't act. You talk so much on facebook but no one is listening to you. My advice is, before you give advice asking people to change, change yourself first. Stop condemning and start helping. Condemning and saluting other country do not do good to your own country. You think that you are far off better in other country then go ahead and migrate but remember if you fail in that particular country that you love so much, don't come back to Malaysia just because you said Malaysia is 'easy'. We do not like people's waste. Come one people, you talk so much on facebook does not give any benefit to the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself have experienced such person before. He was so excited on going abroad. He said 'I can't wait to migrate to Australia' with the most sarcastic, selfish tone ever. I am eager to hear from him now and see how is he doing in Australia. You have to appreciate your country. If you want to migrate for a better reason then yes, please do. BUT, saying as though you hated Malaysia so much is unacceptable. You don't have to talk about Malaysia if you are going out from Malaysia. That will just give a not-so-impressive look on Malaysia and the people. It is saying as though Malaysia is an awful country and that the people are also bad and awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT GIVE BAD IMPRESSIONS ON THINGS THAT YOU ARE GOING TO LEAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say sweet things about it and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people can be so very ungrateful at times.&lt;br /&gt;I have not touched on 'Ungrateful Malays; IPTA Student'. That will be on another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4849450606857201460?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4849450606857201460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4849450606857201460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4849450606857201460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4849450606857201460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/learn-from-best-stop-talking-nonsense.html' title='Learn From The Best, Stop Talking Nonsense.'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7503957010458558732</id><published>2011-12-10T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:56:21.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stalker or...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is somewhat SCARY and CONFUSING and FREAKY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One question: Are there people stalking me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time I saw the notification, I AM SCARED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not used to see these kind of stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I know I am NOT HOT, WORTH IT to stalk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People will only stalk on HOT people, POPULAR people, GORGEOUS people, you know these kind of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am of neither category&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I am confused and I questioned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do I have stalkers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ROTFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*suddenly feeling proud*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7503957010458558732?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7503957010458558732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7503957010458558732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7503957010458558732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7503957010458558732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/stalker-or.html' title='A Stalker or...?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7731091666592493534</id><published>2011-12-10T11:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:15:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 9.0pt; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I realised that I have not been writing in a longlong time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. It is not that I don't want to write but it iseither I don't have time or I don't have any idea what to write about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. These few weeks have been very busy. This is thetime when the lecturers are giving us assignments, presentations, and so on.This is the time when the lecturers are having replacement classes and this isthe time when the lecturers are giving back our previous test papers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. I have to say that I am pretty happy with what Ihave gotten so far. I am fairly happy for my constitutional law test's results.It was a not-so-bad results and I am proud of myself. Though I aimed to be thebest in class for that subject but I am sure that will come sooner orlater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. People are questioning on my looks these days.Not questioning about my body shape or whatsoever inter-related to that but onhow I look. They said I look tired and stressed. Well, you got that right. I amnot the kind of person that is easy to be get stressed up but when I do itshows. So, I am not going to deny that I have been stressed for the past fewweeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. I had a kind of &amp;nbsp;a 'bad' presentation forMLS last two weeks. I know the fact that I had done some injustice to myfriends when I took up 20 minutes to present and my teammates had only 10minutes to talk each. I know that fact and I am sorry if it affects themarks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. I screwed up my CTU test and I realised that Ihave to work harder for CTU cause apparently my general knowledge aboutMalaysia is bad and I need more information for the subject. That is why peoplesay that you do not think that you are good in something when you are notreally sure cause at the end it will eat you up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. I was supposed to present my co-curiculumassignment last thursday but I think Allah knows that I have not prepared wellfor the presentation and that was why there was no electricity in the classroomand so the class was cancelled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. I will have to prepare my script for Frenchsubject. There are two major projects for French. First is the EXPOS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É which isgoing to be on next Tuesday and another is the FINAL PROJECT VIDEO which isgoing to be handed it Tuesday next two weeks. I am fairly excited and scared atthe same time. Scared for not able to finish my work by the time given.Insya-Allah I will finish it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. I have read and seen fewarticles, news, and interviews on the Peaceful Assembly Bill which is going tobe passed by the Upper House in the nearest time and people are questioning theBill. They are not only questioning on it but also opposing the Bill sayingthat it denies Human Rights to Assemble. I have not read the full Bill but Iknow abit or two about the Bill which I think I am going to discuss about thismatter in my next post. (it needs a separate post cause it will be rather longthan normal)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. Final is in THREEWEEKS! It has to be noted that TORT FINAL PAPER will be on my BIRTHDAY! Me isso very sad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MARL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7731091666592493534?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7731091666592493534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7731091666592493534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7731091666592493534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7731091666592493534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-life.html' title='What A Life!'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2809196218860038741</id><published>2011-10-20T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T23:35:19.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;SCARED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2809196218860038741?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2809196218860038741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2809196218860038741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2809196218860038741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2809196218860038741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am.html' title='I Am....'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8667233294050260991</id><published>2011-10-18T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:28:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, NO EXCUSES!</title><content type='html'>It is getting really hectic this week. With presentation, mooting, tests, assignments and etc. Everyone has their own work and as for me I have quite a number of tasks are on my shoulders right now. Apart from the normal class work like everyone else, I do have my moot work, the dinner work, the class rep work and etc. Therefore, if you compare my work and another person's work, who will have more burden of work? Yes, I am only in Part 2 and I am already showing that I am very busy and I have not yet feel the workload of the upper parts. Put that aside for a while. Compare the workload only among the people in my part.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Whenever something is given to you by the lecturer, some of the students will not be able to find the time to finish them. Reasons: busy with other work, tired and etc. I dislike that reasons or excuses simply because they are only tied to that work and that work only. They do not have other obligations and responsibility that can make me see that the workload is more than mine. I stayed at the moot court till 12am last night for mooting and still able to attend class at 8.30am with preparation. I am not trying to be arrogant but that is the way its supposed to be. You do not give excuse like "I'm tired", "No time" and so on cause you should try to be in my place now and see whether you can survive or not.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I am not in favour of people giving excuses like that cause for me, I am undergoing much worse but I am not complaining so why should you. All that just irritates me in a way.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Other than that, stop saying about what you have sacrificed for the work over and over again. PEOPLE HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME! When you do taht over and over again, it is as though you are not sincere n doing your work. You are not honest in finishing the work and al. You don't have to rub-in-my-face about what you have sacrificed.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Okso now, I am about to go to shower but I am seriously sleepy. Can I sleep for a while first and then start with the work?  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Love,  &lt;br/&gt; Marl!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8667233294050260991?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8667233294050260991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8667233294050260991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8667233294050260991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8667233294050260991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-no-excuses.html' title='Please, NO EXCUSES!'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3142425976689737564</id><published>2011-10-11T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T19:18:49.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I be able to Cope Up?</title><content type='html'>Semester is gong pretty wild right now. Everything is going pretty wild right now. I can already see the shadow of the tests which are coming up starting next week. An event will be organised by the Moot Club is going to be held end of this month and I am responsible for the PR department of the organising comittee. So far everything is going pretty good though no response has been received just yet but hopefully the response will be good if not overwhelming.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Apart from the event, my studies itself are getting harder and harder each day. It is all about how I can cope up with the whole thing. Up to today, I have always been so tired when I get back and that disrupt me in doing my homeworks or revision. I am seriously hoping for the extra activities NOT disrupting my studies.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I am trying as hard as I can to manage my time well. I am not used to be stressed but I think I have the potential to get stress this semester.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Second semester is nothing like the first semester. Last semester, it was literally like a spoon-feed semester but not this semester. Every subject has hundreds of cases to be read. I know I should not be complaining about this cause this is the life of a law student but I am just trying to get to the reality that I am going to be in a Big Problem if I am not able to cope with all the work.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; This coming up event is; The Interpart Moot Competition 29-30/10/2011 &lt;br/&gt; Tests; 1. Tort test 19/10/2011 &lt;br/&gt;           2. Consti test 24/10/2011 &lt;br/&gt;           3. MLS test &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It will be a hectic week starting next week.  :-\&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3142425976689737564?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3142425976689737564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3142425976689737564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3142425976689737564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3142425976689737564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/will-i-be-able-to-cope-up.html' title='Will I be able to Cope Up?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1847605924111031021</id><published>2011-09-25T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:42:57.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GET READY FOR THE CHALLENGE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THIS IS THE MOMENT OF TRUTH.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE MOMENT TO PROVE YOURSELF!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GO! GO! GO!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1847605924111031021?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1847605924111031021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1847605924111031021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1847605924111031021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1847605924111031021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/get-ready.html' title='Get Ready!'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-896494559777413823</id><published>2011-09-25T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T09:39:28.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Really Is Hard Work</title><content type='html'>Nothing is easy in this world. No matter what course you have decided to pursue into you will encounter the hardship in the course. It is just the matter of you can handle the stress or not. No one can argue between themselves to say that their course is harder than the other because honestly every course has their own challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now focusing on my own course as this is the only course that I know the level of hardness. It is getting pretty tough right now. People are starting to question whether this is the right choice been made by them. Some thought that this is an easy course as everyone who had no idea what to pursue will pursue reading law. Well, this isn't an easy one for you to just jump into without knowing what really is you are getting yourself into. Get it? There are some of my juniors who had no idea what to take up in the university will choose law cause they said that it looks easy. Well my juniors, YOU HAVE MADE THE BIGGEST WRONG ASSUMPTION ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really do need someone who is very passionate about reading. If you don't favour reading don't even bother coming in this course. Reading is the way of life in Law. I was one the kind of person who don't like reading. It is really hard for me to even finish a book in two months. Hows that? Honestly, I started to finish a book when I have finished my schooling days. In my school days I have always cut-short meaning finished reading half the book and not finishing the other half. That was how bad my reading habit was. Every time we were given an essay to make, the comment I always got was 'Read more'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, these have changed now. Well it has to cause if its not then I will be in big trouble by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am in Part 2 this semester I realised that there is sooo much to do. Reading cases has to be my biggest weakness but it has to change. It is not just reading that is required in this course, memorizing is one thing. In one sub-topic there are more than 10 cases and you have to memorise at least 5/6 to be excellent in your answer later on or that to have a very strong argument. That is just for that one sub-topic. What if in the semester that particular subject has about 6/7 topics? How many cases that you have to memorise? Not including the general principle of law, the ratio decidendi. Furthermore, there are 4 law papers every semester. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say to those out there especially the post-SPM candidates. If you have no idea what to pursue and you are planning to take up law as the only choice because you think it is easy, well just DON'T. You are wasting your time if you think that way. You are wasting your time if you don't have passion on this. You are just wasting you time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing to do is to question yourself over and over again on what you really have interest in and if you cannot come up with the answer and still think that law is the only choice then think whether you are willing to go through all the hardships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-896494559777413823?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/896494559777413823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=896494559777413823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/896494559777413823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/896494559777413823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-really-is-hard-work.html' title='It Really Is Hard Work'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2839957121125043428</id><published>2011-09-24T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:46:59.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerability</title><content type='html'>What is vulnerability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerability comes from the word 'Vulnerable' which means weak and easily hurt physically or emotionally. (Oxford dictionary). However, vulnerability is the ability to show your weaknesses to others or in other words to be open with other people. You are more open to talk about your feelings, your weaknesses, your insecurity etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the episode of 'Vulnerability' of Glee Project and I saw myself to be in the position at the time. Sam had problems in showing his vulnerability to people. He had problems breaking &amp;nbsp;down the wall in front of other people. Every one of us has insecurities. We have fears and all those fears have to be swept away and to sweep away all the fears you have to break down the wall of vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the kind who will keep my feelings to myself. I looked like as though I tell everything to my friends but the truth is I don't. There is barrier in telling stories and telling everyone what you think. If I were to be given the assignment similar to Glee Project, I would have failed either. I have troubles breaking down the wall as I am kind of a secretive person especially when it comes to showing feelings. I have issues in showing feelings and telling people how down I feel and so on cause I used all my power to not show people how bad I feel at certain circumstances. I may looked as a strong woman but the truth is I think I would be one of the most low self-esteem person I have ever comes across with. I have the insecure-feelings all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming vulnerable can be a good thing somehow. If you are the kind who would go to people and say a kind of stuff that shows you can tell them how you feel, you can use that as a tool or a weapon to succeed. I truly believe that. People are easily influenced by feelings especially insecurities and unhappy feelings. People will automatically backed the person up who look as though they are the victim in the case though they might not be the victim after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just have the gift of easily expressed their feelings to others but I can't. I can only express my feelings to... I think...in my life...around 3/4 people? Yes! Not everyone can know everything. Even the selected ones will not know everything. That is how little I can be vulnerable with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2839957121125043428?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2839957121125043428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2839957121125043428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2839957121125043428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2839957121125043428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/vulnerability.html' title='Vulnerability'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-91354528914142997</id><published>2011-09-20T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:23:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>There are many types of friends in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends who need your help and only your help.&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends who want something out of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends who pretended to be your friend when they don't really like you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Friends who are hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;5. Friends who become a friend when they feel like they want to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;6. Friends who are simply a hi-bye friend.&lt;br /&gt;7. Friends who sincerely befriended you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Friends who point out your wrongs and ask you to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;9. Friends who forget you when they have something on their own.&lt;br /&gt;10. Friends who become friends with you only when you have other friends but when you are lonely, they left you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other types of friends. Friends to laugh with, to giggle with, to have fun with, to gossip with, to roll on the floor laughing with, to laugh at people with ARE EVERYWHERE! You can even pick someone from the roadside and they can be that sorta friend. BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends to cry with, to have a shoulder to lean on are REALLY HARD TO FIND. You may think that you have one now BUT you might be mistaken. They might be just as equal as the other friends you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-91354528914142997?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/91354528914142997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=91354528914142997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/91354528914142997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/91354528914142997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3021364096064426222</id><published>2011-09-14T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T21:50:01.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>Its BACK TO SCHOOL!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the first week of college. Everyone has the excitement to attend classes and meeting friends and lecturers. Students are excited to find out who their lecturers are for every subject. The new students are excited to know their first ever lecturer in Degree. Everyone is excited and it is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I did not have the excitement. In fact, I did not feel anything about going back to college. My feelings were very neutral and subtle. Completely feeling-less. For people who don't know, I am staying home for this second semester. I have been back-and-forth from college to my house second half of my previous semester but as for this semester I am fully homegirl. So, when people were busy packing and arranging and sorting out their things, I was busy facebook-ing, shopping and walking around. When the others were busy looking for house to rent/ room to rent, I was busy sleeping on my own bed in my own house. The natural feeling of a college student was not there. I am a completely/ 100% HOMEGIRL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly think that this is bad for me. This is bad for my experience for the future. I am used to be so convenient and easy till I am afraid that I will forget how it is to be in a hard situation once in a while. I understand my parents' conscience but this is me saying from my perspective. I know that if I stay out, there are loads of money will go to waste. Everything is doubled if I was to stay out. Staying in saved my parents a few hundred per month. That is good for future savings but I am not sure that it'll be good for my experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, enough said about the home thing. Let us move on to classes, shall we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes are going great so far. We had lecture for Contract Law and Tort Law and the lecturers are Dr. J. Sheela and Mdm. Nora J respectively. Nora J taught us before in Part 1 Tort Law and it was a disaster paper for me. That paper brought me down reaaaaaaal fast! Anyhow, I knew that it was completely my fault. Would not blame it on anybody except for my self. I was the one who answered the questions wrongly and I knew about it as soon as I walked out the hall. How silly, I know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I feel guilty with regard to the position of class representative. I do my work as though I am already elected to be the class rep while the truth is that no one has ever elected me as the class rep. Yes, they shouted my name when the lecturer called for a class rep but that was informally. I should have asked them during class just now but I didn't. So, I don't know whether to just carry on with my work or ask them whether they want to change class rep or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the first day, I found that I have been eating alot and it has just been three days. I have to control. If not, GONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I end my post, I hope that this semester will be a better semester than my previous one. Hopefully I will throw away my bad habits with regard to studying. No last minute studying, PLEASE! Most important thing is that I really do hope that I will be able to join any moot competition this semester. It would be meaningful to me if I get to join one this semester. Unfortunately, there is only one moot competition this semester and with 14 mooters, the coaches are torn apart to choose who. I just hope that I am one of the 4 mooters. That is all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be cool, FOCUS, Be patient, Be smart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3021364096064426222?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3021364096064426222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3021364096064426222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3021364096064426222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3021364096064426222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2157616996793553670</id><published>2011-09-12T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:23:45.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debaran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Walaupun dikatakan tidak ada feel untuk kembali ke kolej tetapi hati masih berdebar debar untuk memulakan semester yang baharu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2157616996793553670?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2157616996793553670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2157616996793553670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2157616996793553670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2157616996793553670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/debaran.html' title='Debaran'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-9033349416794331733</id><published>2011-09-09T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T22:31:59.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dislike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hate it when people is asking me to do something which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. I AM ABOUT TO DO IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. I AM DOING IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. I HAVE DONE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Marl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-9033349416794331733?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/9033349416794331733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=9033349416794331733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/9033349416794331733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/9033349416794331733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/dislike.html' title='Dislike'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3781660000905356168</id><published>2011-09-09T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T02:20:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Meaningful Night</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you all doing? Excited for the new semester coming up? I'm sure you are. Blurgh. I am 'pumped' too! YaY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for this post I want to share with you guys for me the most wonderful, meaningful night of my life so far. Three different occasions in one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, Abg Ies messaged me and asked my whole family for a family dinner together with birthday celebration for my dad and my cousin, Kak Tt at Las Vacas, Kelana Jaya which happened to be near FAM field. It happened to be the night of a match between Malaysia vs Arabic FC and they were the Olympics team. I was so very excited about the match. My dad, my brother and I went to see the match while the others were ordering at the restaurant and waiting for the food to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was magnificient. I had never had the chance to watch football that close in my entire life. Literally. So, I was really excited about the match. Imagine, it was not a stadium. It was merely a regular school-liked football field with no barrier between the players and the viewers. We were really really close. I almost got hit by a ball kicked by one Arab man. That was SCARY! Really. If I get hit by that ball, I'll be on the ground seconds after. It was a really priceless experience where I got to watch the Football National team up-close and Muslim jersey No.24 is so HOT while playing. *melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second occasion of the day was the birthday celebration for Papa and Kak Tt. It was a last minute plan by my dear Abg. Ies. It was simple, cosy and fun dinner. Everyone was happy. Everyone had good food. Catching up with the family was really something that we need all the time. Spending time with the family really do make the bonding really tight as we go along. Don't believe me? Try it yourself. That was really really FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third one was a good exercising experience. My brother and I had an in-the-house football match. Literally. We played football in the house and that is the truth, brother! With the small ball of course. Well, I lost that match by one point, 4-5. It was a close game. We had so much fun laughing, giggling, rolling-on-the-floor. Really, it was something that I enjoyed most in one day. Looking forward for the match again. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously love what I had experienced today. It was a complete day for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3781660000905356168?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3781660000905356168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3781660000905356168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3781660000905356168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3781660000905356168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/wonderful-meaningful-night.html' title='Wonderful Meaningful Night'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3924507130757150686</id><published>2011-09-07T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:00:39.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Approval By Mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got an approval from my mum to use any of her handbags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so soo soo soo HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its not that she does not let me before but as a habit of mine I will ask before I borrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, since she told me to use any of her handbags whenever I want that makes me happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said '&lt;i&gt;Pakailah. Sape lagi nak pakai'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You, Mama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: There is one handbag that I have been eyeing on. Watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3924507130757150686?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3924507130757150686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3924507130757150686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3924507130757150686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3924507130757150686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/approval-by-mum.html' title='Approval By Mum'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4477973439131687817</id><published>2011-09-05T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:25:24.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are The Only One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dy10fqOd62s/TmT3qG7eg-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/0UKglEOEIBI/s1600/IMG_1321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dy10fqOd62s/TmT3qG7eg-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/0UKglEOEIBI/s320/IMG_1321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648912135416087522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WISHING A GIGANTIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TO MY PAPA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVE YOU~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4477973439131687817?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4477973439131687817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4477973439131687817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4477973439131687817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4477973439131687817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-are-only-one.html' title='You Are The Only One'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dy10fqOd62s/TmT3qG7eg-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/0UKglEOEIBI/s72-c/IMG_1321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4027253265428204023</id><published>2011-08-30T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T19:06:58.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saya ingin mengambil kesempatan ini untuk mengucapkan&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI&lt;br /&gt;kepada muslimin dan muslimat di seluruh dunia&lt;br /&gt;tidak kira usia, bangsa dan di mana anda berada.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ini juga saya ingin meminta maaf kepada sesiapa sahaja yang mengenali diri saya jika ada salah dan silap tidak kira sama ada ianya sengaja atau tidak sengaja.&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga mengharapkan agar perkenalan kita berkekalan.&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4027253265428204023?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4027253265428204023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4027253265428204023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;The MIS-Interpretation of OPEN-MINDED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we browse the internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ie Oxford Dictionary online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we will find that the meaning of the word 'Open-Minded' is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Willing to consider new ideas; unprejudiced&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This means that 'open-minded' is someone who can accept opinions from others, willing to accept new ideas, willing to learn new things, open for criticisms, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOWEVER, the interpretation has been narrowed down by youngsters nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we say that someone is open-minded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people will start to think that the person is open to talk things about sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open-minded is always being related to sex, socialising etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where does this come from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the misinterpretation of a simple word by people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just FOR YOUR INFORMATION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8510511892518743074?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8510511892518743074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8510511892518743074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8510511892518743074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8510511892518743074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/open-minded.html' title='Open Minded?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-685723901549498898</id><published>2011-08-27T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:52:33.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Question Is.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;......Will We Spend Our Raya in the Hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There is a possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hakim is doing pretty well right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;but, his temperature has not dropped below 37.5 Degrees yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Before I left the hospital, he got rashes on his hands, neck and legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;which caused by allergy (that's what the doctor said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;However, my parents and I suspected MEASLES (Demam campak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If it happens to be measles, we might spend raya in the hospital because it'll take up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If he is well by monday that means he will be discharged then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It is still a QUESTION MARK (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GET WELL SOON LITTLE BROTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;KNOW THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ME LOVE YOU VERY MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/262527_10150300241329850_526604849_7721720_4939644_n.jpg" onblur="try 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/685723901549498898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/685723901549498898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/question-is.html' title='The Question Is.....'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8078053802180396128</id><published>2011-08-25T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T00:13:43.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'I Failed!'</title><content type='html'>Those are the words said by our beloved 4th Prime Minister, Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamed in the Biography Program on Channel 555 Astro. It was my normal afternoon at home doing nothing. Played around with the channels available on Astro when I happened to come across this program. Due to my interest on Mahathir's career, I stayed on. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The program was basically telling the stories and journeys of Dr. M throughout his period of leading this country. It was a memorable 22 years of time. A person will have their brightest shining moment and they will also have their dull and dark moments. Same goes with Dr. M. The program tells about the ups and downs of the period of his time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody knows that Dr. M is such an outspoken person. He criticised, commented on the matters that were not from his point of view correct. He was not afraid of what others will say and what others think. All that matters to him is that he has to say something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was watching the program, I was touched by his efforts and perspiration towards changing the Malays. He cared about the Malays and that he did almost everything he could have done to change Malays' mentality and attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that, he had also tried his best to keep track of the global modernization. His efforts in making sure that Malaysia was not left behind, he made the modern projects came true; Petronas Twin Tower, Sepang Circuit, Smart Tunnel, LRT, Komuter, Monorail etc. Without any of these, Malaysia will not be known in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who might not know this or might not have any clue on this, people in the world do not know where Malaysia is but they know Mahathir. They do not know where Malaysia is but they know the Tallest Twin Tower in the world. They do not know where Malaysia is but they know that there is one race that will be held at Sepang Circuit. They do not know where Malaysia is but they know the multi-racial multi-cultural country below Thailand above Singapore in the map. Just imagine friends, without any of the above landmarks build by him, where would Malaysia stand now? Would anyone in the world knows where Malaysia is? Think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the main thing I wanted to touch in this post is regarding one simple sentence told by Dr. Siti Hasmah, Dr.M's wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said (I improvised)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"His mission is to change the Malays. He wants the Malays to be at par with the Non-Malays. He wants Malays to change their mentality and attitude. He wants the Malays to be strong. But, after 22 years trying he always thinks that he had failed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I want to ask the Malays, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO YOU THINK THAT THE MALAYS HAVE CHANGED OR THEY ARE STILL WHO THEY ARE; LAID BACK KINDA THING? HAS DR.M MANAGED TO TEACH THE MALAYS TO BE AT THE SAME PAR WITH THE NON-MALAYS? HAS HE? THINK PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8078053802180396128?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8078053802180396128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8078053802180396128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8078053802180396128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8078053802180396128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-failed.html' title='&apos;I Failed!&apos;'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7471694258655941062</id><published>2011-08-25T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T01:00:43.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Romantic Love Story</title><content type='html'>I would like to share a link with the followers&lt;div&gt;I think that the story is the MOST Romantic Love Story I have ever read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really is romantic and sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inspiring-quotes-and-stories.com/test-of-love.html"&gt;http://www.inspiring-quotes-and-stories.com/test-of-love.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7471694258655941062?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7471694258655941062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7471694258655941062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7471694258655941062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7471694258655941062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/most-romantic-love-story.html' title='Most Romantic Love Story'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-868936523319532579</id><published>2011-08-25T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T00:23:32.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Before Commenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not the expert on law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know everything about law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am merely new &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regardless of how newbie I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still know bits and pieces of law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I want to say to the people who made comments on law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;KNOW THE LAW FIRST BEFORE GIVING ANY COMMENTS ABOUT THE LAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DON'T MAKE YOURSELF LOOK STUPID WITH YOUR COMMENTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DON'T QUESTION THE LAW. QUESTION THE APPLICATION OF THE LAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BUT BEFORE THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MAKE SURE YOU ARE APPLYING THE RIGHT LAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-868936523319532579?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/868936523319532579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=868936523319532579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/868936523319532579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/868936523319532579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/research-before-commenting.html' title='Research Before Commenting'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2903877384030915312</id><published>2011-08-19T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:43:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Person People Know but I Don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Behaviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What word do you use to describe a person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what is First Impression?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think about what people think of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know what others think of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you always judge before knowing them personally beforehand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you believe in First Impression?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always believe in First Impression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I impressed people for the first time is what important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But obviously I am not good at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see, I did some research about myself back then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It turned out to be an interesting topic to talk about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked people on facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'What was your first impression on me?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of the answers:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. SERIOUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. INDEPENDENT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. STRICT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. SERIOUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. ARROGANT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. KNOW HOW TO CONTROL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other answers:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. INDIFFERENT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. TALKATIVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. SMILES A LOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. QUIET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. HARD TO APPROACH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see I got these sorts of answers and yes for some of them, I agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes First Impression can be really accurate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes its just not accurate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have got to learn that person close enough to know the real truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that I am a terrible first impression marker on people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As above, at first look people will think I am snobbish and arrogant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They will think I am not approachable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some thought that I am a spoiled brat who only friends with rich people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Yes, this happened)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some thought that I choose my friends and I will only friends with the chosen people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why would people think of these thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will tell you why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it is human nature to judge before knowing any better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it is human nature to have their first thought on something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it is human nature to make conclusions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it is human nature to make assumptions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is the human nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you experienced someone who you thought at first wasn't that great turned out to be as great as you or even better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You notice the word thought?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, yes that is it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will always go back to 'I thought...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to me for a moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know why people thought I am arrogant, snobbish, serious, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because my FACE is a serious face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not a person with a charming face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People will have to take sometime to get connected with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I admit that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not the kind that is really easy to be connected with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People will take sometime to get a smooth conversation with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is because I don't know how to start a conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am seriously sucked at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't talk much when there is someone more talkative than I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will talk much when I am really comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So guys, if I don't talk much that means you are boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ehem... pardon  me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not here trying to clarify any first impression made by people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They obviously know better by now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to say that I am NOT as what you THOUGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You smile I smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You talk I talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You laugh I laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As easy as that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2903877384030915312?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2903877384030915312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2903877384030915312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2903877384030915312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2903877384030915312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/person-people-know-but-i-dont.html' title='The Person People Know but I Don&apos;t'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-9165793183587939590</id><published>2011-08-17T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:31:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scary Statement</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I may have promised some of the followers that my update will be about my research on myself which I carried out two days ago but I think this is more important than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum had just made a statement that knocked me off my feet!!! And it was SCARY! Really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her statement was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;i&gt;Sebenarnya mama yang dah tak sabar kakak ada boyfriend. Mama nak tengok &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lelaki macam mana yang kakak pilih'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAN YOU FEEL MY HORROR RIGHT NOW?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was just about relationships bf/gf and I am seriously freaking out. I mean its like telling me I should get married or something. Imagine, I am scared when she asked about boyfriend. What about the future where she will eventually ask about marriage or something. MAN! How do I handle these kind of stuff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, &lt;b&gt;HELP ME FIND ONE!&lt;/b&gt; (do I sound so desperate right now? I hate that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe that when its time ITS TIME! No rush!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-9165793183587939590?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/9165793183587939590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=9165793183587939590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/9165793183587939590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/9165793183587939590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/scary-statement.html' title='A Scary Statement'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8609399640876010773</id><published>2011-08-15T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:38:42.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Therapy For Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am a SHOPPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Not A Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I shop when its time to shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I don't shop all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But, IT IS A DEFINITE GOOD THERAPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVE SHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254713_231323280243894_100000986704156_661995_438038_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 431px; height: 720px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254713_231323280243894_100000986704156_661995_438038_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.web-backlinks.com/imager.php?size=med&amp;amp;cat=Shopping" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.web-backlinks.com/imager.php?size=med&amp;amp;cat=Shopping" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://firstdialog.webs.com/shopping400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://firstdialog.webs.com/shopping400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8609399640876010773?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8609399640876010773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8609399640876010773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8609399640876010773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8609399640876010773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/therapy-for-girls.html' title='Therapy For Girls'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4459074011303767854</id><published>2011-08-14T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:27:56.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You what this means?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Philophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FEAR OF LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; OR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BEING IN LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/941875/tumblr_ksnqyplgcv1qzr04eo1_500_thumb.jpg?1257467802" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/941875/tumblr_ksnqyplgcv1qzr04eo1_500_thumb.jpg?1257467802" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have this fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;How to overcome it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasonverdera.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fear-of-failure.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasonverdera.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fear-of-failure.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 281px; " src="http://jasonverdera.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fear-of-failure.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the fear I'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4459074011303767854?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4459074011303767854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4459074011303767854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4459074011303767854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4459074011303767854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/philophobia.html' title='Philophobia'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8508644841742790026</id><published>2011-08-13T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:43:12.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool and Unusual Bed Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Doc Sofa Bunk Bed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-coach-bunk-bed-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 605px; height: 191px;" src="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-coach-bunk-bed-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-coach-bunk-bed-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 605px; height: 217px;" src="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-coach-bunk-bed-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a cool one. From Two-seats Sofa to Double Decker Bed! Isn't this cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Giant Birdnest&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-giant-nest.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 605px; height: 454px;" src="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-giant-nest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Hamburger Bed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-hamburger.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 605px; height: 389px;" src="http://bp.uuuploads.com/creative-beds/creative-beds-hamburger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This looks like the most comfortable bed ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credit to &lt;a href="http://www.boredpanda.com/cool-and-unusual-bed-designs/"&gt;http://www.boredpanda.com/cool-and-unusual-bed-designs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8508644841742790026?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8508644841742790026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8508644841742790026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8508644841742790026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8508644841742790026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/cool-and-unusual-bed-designs.html' title='Cool and Unusual Bed Designs'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1526959954014249629</id><published>2011-08-13T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:03:35.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool 3D Pavement Drawings by Julian Beever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/SoqL-H_LahI/AAAAAAAAApE/Rgy3PS3pfig/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-lobster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/SoqL-H_LahI/AAAAAAAAApE/Rgy3PS3pfig/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-lobster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/Sos_2vT_GDI/AAAAAAAAArc/UKicH7K86Qw/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-dungeon.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/Sos_2vT_GDI/AAAAAAAAArc/UKicH7K86Qw/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-dungeon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/SoqMbsEoMtI/AAAAAAAAApI/EtoTM5sH7XU/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-frog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/SoqMbsEoMtI/AAAAAAAAApI/EtoTM5sH7XU/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-frog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/Soqe4DedATI/AAAAAAAAAqk/mMNJQSTkPgs/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-rafting.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/Soqe4DedATI/AAAAAAAAAqk/mMNJQSTkPgs/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-rafting.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/Sos8T_XAWPI/AAAAAAAAArE/lvKJ2VwwceI/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-batman-robin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/Sos8T_XAWPI/AAAAAAAAArE/lvKJ2VwwceI/s800/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-batman-robin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credit to &lt;a href="http://www.boredpanda.com/44-amazing-3d-sidewalk-chalk-artworks-by-julian-beever/"&gt;http://www.boredpanda.com/44-amazing-3d-sidewalk-chalk-artworks-by-julian-beever/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1526959954014249629?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1526959954014249629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1526959954014249629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1526959954014249629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1526959954014249629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/cool-3d-pavement-drawings-by-julian.html' title='Cool 3D Pavement Drawings by Julian Beever'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_9F9_RUESS2E/SoqL-H_LahI/AAAAAAAAApE/Rgy3PS3pfig/s72-c/Amazing-3D-Sidewalk-Art-lobster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-234413251940721796</id><published>2011-08-13T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T13:36:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now He Is On Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Do you know how annoying a kid could be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Do you know how annoying it is when a kid bug you every single time you are in front of your laptop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Do you know how annoying it is when your parents start to support your little brother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Do you know how annoying it is to listen to past stories?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Because of all of the above I SURRENDER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I finally made a Facebook account for my little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I have no idea what he is going to use it for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But, after all the thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He couldn't do much cause he doesn't know how to use it YET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmA9N-maq2w/TkYNIqrgVXI/AAAAAAAAAus/X-mf7JG37JQ/s1600/IMG_0271.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmA9N-maq2w/TkYNIqrgVXI/AAAAAAAAAus/X-mf7JG37JQ/s320/IMG_0271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640210025875002738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most annoying kid I have ever known with Jack Sparrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Love ya brah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQWa6wUQ_es/TkYNIVBhxFI/AAAAAAAAAuk/6qXWgMrSkkc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQWa6wUQ_es/TkYNIVBhxFI/AAAAAAAAAuk/6qXWgMrSkkc/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640210020061791314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His facebook page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-234413251940721796?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/234413251940721796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=234413251940721796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/234413251940721796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/234413251940721796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/now-he-is-on-facebook.html' title='Now He Is On Facebook'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmA9N-maq2w/TkYNIqrgVXI/AAAAAAAAAus/X-mf7JG37JQ/s72-c/IMG_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-5265197004510119876</id><published>2011-08-11T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:40:34.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ramadhan month is supposed to be the month where people get together and improve their relationships with each other besides improving your own relationship with Allah The Almighty with all your ibadah and good behaviour.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has not been a good relationship improvement between me, my family and my other family members, the big ones. We have not had any chance to have breaking fast together. We usually have at least twice or trice every year and as 11 days had passed we have not had any and it is quite disappointing as this is my first year after 2 years I have had my ramadhan not at home. So, I was hoping for some get together with the big family and it has not yet to be happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am wondering when will this be happening. Everyone is pretty tied up with their work and what ever that they are doing. It has been like that since forever (as in my teen age). It get very hard for us to meet up and it gets disappointing when we had made all the arrangements but nothing happened in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really really hoping that this year will be a good year where we get to break our fast together at least for three times. I really do hope so cause I MISS THEM LIKE CRAZY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0Qzvk59J9Y/TkP3mQ0__gI/AAAAAAAAAuc/FbdSTiIzIMg/s1600/24059_310705654093_654539093_3519051_5001802_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0Qzvk59J9Y/TkP3mQ0__gI/AAAAAAAAAuc/FbdSTiIzIMg/s320/24059_310705654093_654539093_3519051_5001802_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639623395122347522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we were all small and cute :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4a1KRWDY5DA/TkP3mfs3BtI/AAAAAAAAAuU/_wZKOZjGJ6c/s1600/edited%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4a1KRWDY5DA/TkP3mfs3BtI/AAAAAAAAAuU/_wZKOZjGJ6c/s320/edited%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639623399114737362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010 Raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-5265197004510119876?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5265197004510119876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5265197004510119876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5265197004510119876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5265197004510119876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-them.html' title='I Miss Them'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0Qzvk59J9Y/TkP3mQ0__gI/AAAAAAAAAuc/FbdSTiIzIMg/s72-c/24059_310705654093_654539093_3519051_5001802_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3594656332017392705</id><published>2011-08-10T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T00:58:04.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up With People and Being Stuck In The Past?</title><content type='html'>I have posted an entry before about letting go and moving on with your lives but at the same time not forgetting the journey so that you can learn from it. That is what I believed in and it will never change, Insyaallah!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I have encountered some events in the past where people are still stuck in the past and what they thought in the past and what they could have done in the past and what the past has to offer. Again....MOVE ON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to give an analogy for this whole idea of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;There is this one company which shall be called as Company A. Company A has Ms. Sweetheart as the Director. For the past 6 years, she was the one who build the name of Company A and it has been successful and people in the business know the existence and how successful the company has been. However, for the past 2 years Ms. Sweetheart has become different than what she has been when she started working in the company. She became more snobbish, more arrogant, more eluded. People in the company were not in favour of her anymore. She rarely seen in the office and when she does showed up, its chaos. Plus, she took advantage of her title in the company. Easy to say, it was an abused of power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;People were not very fond of her since that attitude appeared. People are getting annoyed and they were not giving her respect as before. To make the long story short, Ms. Sweetheart was asked to resign and she did. Her position was replaced by Ms. Apple. Ms. Apple was Ms. Sweetheart assistant before and that she knew what was going to happen and how to handle the company in absence of Ms. Sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;In making her way up in that business again, Ms. Sweetheart build a new company and was involved in the same line of business as Company A. Ms. Apple got her hands on this and told everyone in the company regarding the new company evolving in the same business line. Afraid of competitions, Ms. Apple and Company A began following every step of the way of Ms. Sweetheart's new company, Company B. After a few months, it was time for Company B to make its debut appearance in the business. Not knowing the sources Ms. Apple had the statement from the company for the press beforehand. She began to criticize, laugh at the statement and kept on judging what ever is written on the statement. All of this was resultant from jealousy and fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Out of the sudden the Managing Director from Company A began tweeting about how bad Company B is. Saying things which were inappropriate and immature. Ignoring all these, Ms. Sweetheart continues with her success and managing the company well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;So, what can we learn from the above? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am saying the Ms. Apple and the Managing Director from Company A are stuck with the past. Once Ms. Sweetheart has resigned from the company they should not have bothered about what ever is planned by her. Criticizing, laughing, judging, following EVERY STEP were indeed a chicken act. They are immature acts and inappropriate. For me, they should have let go of the fact that Ms. Sweetheart is not a staff anymore. She has no concern in the company anymore. What they should have done is that to improve their own performance rather than laughing at other's work. If they are afraid of competitions then they should have upgraded their performance and their outcome/results and not by pulling someone down that drain that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I mean, lets be mature for once. Let go of the fact that the person is not under your concern anymore and let that person do whatever that she wants to do. She has children to feed too. She has bills to pay to. How is she supposed to pay the bills and put food on the table if she has no job? She has to find ways to put the food on the table. She has to find ways to pay the bills and the only way she knows how to do it is by the same business as her previous work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Move on with your own life. Stop moving on in someone else's life. Stop following and analysing other people's life. You have to start to analyse your own life and move on with it. It has no meaning to be stuck in the past and not moving on because the clock will never wait for you. You have to run to catch up with it. You have to move forward to catch up with the time. There is no point looking backwards as the time is moving forward. So, MOVE ON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;p/s: I am kinda sick talking about this all the time but this is the reality. People are having a bad way of moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;MARL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3594656332017392705?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3594656332017392705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3594656332017392705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3594656332017392705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3594656332017392705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-up-with-people-and-being-stuck-in.html' title='What&apos;s Up With People and Being Stuck In The Past?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1954229872113724912</id><published>2011-08-08T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:03:22.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulousity</title><content type='html'>Hey Team Fabulosity (with Kimora's tone)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am taking the Kimora's trade marks, Fabulosity in this post. Me talking about the Buka Puasa event with mah buddies/besties/ex-classmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have this every year and it has been our tradition since we finished our high school days. This year is our third year buka puasa-ing together on one of the days. We always have this. One time in puasa month and another during raya period. This has been our tradition. For the past 2 years, our location must have been the Italiannese but we have decided to choose another place and that was 'Flying Chillies' in the Gardens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was cool. Not bad. The food was awesome too. Me lovey lovey the green curry chicken. We made that place as our own. We surely did. We were there from 6pm till about 9.30pm. We laughed non-stop, we talked non-stop. We had so much fun and it was so nice to see each other again. It was a great night and hopefully this tradition will go on for a long time. However, I am quite sad once I heard the others are flying off soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myra is going to fly to Iowa, US next week. Alvena is going off in September. Mayuri is going in January next year. So, year by year someone is going off and that means our gang with become less people and less people year by year. Me so sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What ever it is, I am still hoping that our friendship lasts forever and I really do mean forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1954229872113724912?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1954229872113724912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1954229872113724912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1954229872113724912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1954229872113724912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/fabulousity.html' title='Fabulousity'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7840914726004180098</id><published>2011-08-06T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T00:30:32.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.C</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku Tak Mudah Untuk DiCintai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku Tak Mudah Mengaku Ku Cinta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku Tak Mudah Mengatakan &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Aku Jatuh Cinta'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7840914726004180098?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7840914726004180098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7840914726004180098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7840914726004180098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7840914726004180098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/lc.html' title='L.C'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4661987489273428407</id><published>2011-08-03T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:15:17.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meeting With Dato VC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QlQx82Y9WSU/TjlJyZXUEjI/AAAAAAAAAuI/zegE6XtmQWU/s1600/251571_10150277134959596_294704229595_7673264_6645313_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4wyC8BuF2k/TiKb6qVFmQI/AAAAAAAAANw/rnsS7DFux4w/s1600/logo_puasa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__WRkYXtAp48/SpOWMcKhn9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Lm_LEJmdiqA/s320/puasa-pantang.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__WRkYXtAp48/SpOWMcKhn9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/Lm_LEJmdiqA/s320/puasa-pantang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6169233308193328702?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6169233308193328702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6169233308193328702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6169233308193328702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6169233308193328702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o5v2LGyHVjE/TG-wsdMU4gI/AAAAAAAABTg/fRMv83iie6Y/s72-c/ponteng+puasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-238161516021146116</id><published>2011-08-02T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:19:35.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4w9nd8xYA1qzu84jo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 380px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4w9nd8xYA1qzu84jo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;image from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(34, 136, 34); line-height: 15px; "&gt;todayslyrics.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's Ramadan so far? Full..still? LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today's post is mainly about how you should move on and must not get stuck with the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was inspired by some status posted by some of my friends from my friend's list for example, 'How I wish today can be repeated. Tomorrow will never come' That sort of thing. Frankly speaking I am not a fan of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in moving on and stopped thinking about the past. I am not saying that you should forget everything that has happened in the past but to only STOP thinking about it. If you have made a few mistakes back then and of course you wished that everything could be rewind so that you won't make that mistakes but let me tell you something friend, that is the beauty of making mistakes. You learned from them. Take that mistakes and try not making the same mistakes again. You have to Stop thinking about it, not forget about it totally cause that is still memories and forgetting it means you will not have memories at all. What I am saying is that, you need to stop whining about it. Stop complaining about it. Stop making excuses about it. Stop asking for a rewind. Just STOP and focus on the lessons you should be learning from it. There is no use if you kept on talking about what you could have done to make things right. The deeds are done. There is nothing that you can do to make it right anymore. You just have to move on and accept your mistakes and learn from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My experience on this has been so many. I had my ups and downs. I screwed up ALOT! My latest would be the moot competition. I at one moment thought what if I can ask for a rebattle or something so that I can make it right and make it better than before. That obviously not going to happen. That is the reality. I accepted it and I took all my mistakes as my lessons to be learnt from. I know what I have to do for my next competition to improve my presentation. I had some positive remarks that may help me improve myself. The negative comments are not going to be dumped just like that, I have to take all that it so that I can improve my presentation skills next time. You see, I moved ON! I did not complain about it. I did not ask for a repeat and I did not make excuses for my lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The mistakes we did are the lessons that we have to learn.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no point looking back on the past. There is nothing that we can do to change the past. What is Done IS Done! So be it! We, the current living the life should look forward and carry on with our lives. Have faith on the future and have a goal/aim so that we can move towards it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically that is all that I want to put in this entry. There are more in my mind but I don't think it is necessary to be put in this post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that's the end of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, MOVE ON AND LIVE YOU LIFE FORWARD. DON'T GET STUCK WITH THE PAST. THERE IS NO USE LOOKING BACK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-238161516021146116?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/238161516021146116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=238161516021146116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/238161516021146116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/238161516021146116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/lessons-learnt.html' title='Lessons Learnt'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7601452873381072802</id><published>2011-08-02T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:17:16.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Lawyer Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;New Lawyer Joke&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;Joe grew up in small town America, then moved halfway across the country to attend college and law school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;After graduating, he returned to his small town roots, dreaming that one day he could be the big shot in town. He really wanted to impress everyone badly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;After opening his new law practice, business was very slow at first. One day, he saw a man coming up the sidewalk. He decided to make a big impression on this new client when he arrived.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;As the man came to the door, Joe picked up the phone. He motioned the man in, all the while talking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;"No. Absolutely not. You tell those clowns in New York that I won't settle this case for less than one million..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;"Yes. The Appeals Court has agreed to hear that case next week. I'll be handling the primary argument and the other members of my team will provide support..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;"Okay. Tell the D.A. that I'll meet with him next week to discuss the details..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;This behavior went on for almost 5 minutes. All the while, the visitor sat patiently as Joe rattled instructions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;Finally, Joe put down the phone and turned to the man. "I'm sorry for the delay, but as you can see, I'm very busy today. What can I do for you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; "&gt;The man replied, "I'm from the phone company. I came to hook up your phone."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style"&gt;&lt;a href="http://addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&amp;amp;username=xa-4be604714dcffb13" class="addthis_button_compact at300m" style="cursor: pointer; color: purple; text-decoration: none; float: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2px; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&amp;amp;username=xa-4be604714dcffb13"&gt;http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&amp;amp;username=xa-4be604714dcffb13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7601452873381072802?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&amp;username=xa-4be604714dcffb13' title='New Lawyer Joke'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7601452873381072802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7601452873381072802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7601452873381072802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7601452873381072802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-lawyer-joke.html' title='New Lawyer Joke'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7847523425813190350</id><published>2011-08-02T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:28:23.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawyer Joke No.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h2&gt;I suppose I earned enough&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/center&gt;An elderly and somewhat hard-of-hearing man was sitting in a stylish downtown attorney's office as his lawyer handed him his will. "Your estate is very complex," said the lawyer, "but I've made sure that all of your wishes will be executed. Due to the complexity, my fee is $4500."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, the phone rang and the lawyer got involved with a long call. Thinking the lawyer had said "$500," the old man wrote out his check and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got off the phone and realized the old man's mistake, the lawyer ran after him down the stairs and into the parking lot just as he drove away. Feeling frustrated, the lawyer looked at the check and decided to accept the situation philosophically. "Oh well," she said to herself, "$500 for half an hour's work isn't bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ahajokes.com/law043.html"&gt;http://www.ahajokes.com/law043.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7847523425813190350?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7847523425813190350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7847523425813190350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7847523425813190350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7847523425813190350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/lawyer-joke-no2.html' title='Lawyer Joke No.2'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-6673030296021682246</id><published>2011-07-31T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:43:46.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xgojXZ8d_Fs/TGDWEE_FpNI/AAAAAAAACHs/NJb4hy7II9E/s400/40207_152268654783858_100000021744765_491962_6608924_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWywxAHmk5E/SnlpER0EMDI/AAAAAAAAA_g/XAagBk22DTA/s320/fasting.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6673030296021682246?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6673030296021682246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6673030296021682246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6673030296021682246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6673030296021682246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xgojXZ8d_Fs/TGDWEE_FpNI/AAAAAAAACHs/NJb4hy7II9E/s72-c/40207_152268654783858_100000021744765_491962_6608924_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7146959402773212540</id><published>2011-07-31T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:40:02.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Puasa</title><content type='html'>Hey all, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am taking this opportunity to wish all muslims all around the world no matter where you at, what age, what race, what country, what continent SALAM RAMADAN AL-MUBARAK! MAY ALLAH BLESS ALL OF US! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember those who are not as lucky as us and be thankful for what ever given by The Almighty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7146959402773212540?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7146959402773212540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7146959402773212540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7146959402773212540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7146959402773212540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-puasa.html' title='Its Puasa'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1634726973629034384</id><published>2011-07-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T22:54:41.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ITS MY 500TH POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1634726973629034384?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1634726973629034384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1634726973629034384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1634726973629034384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1634726973629034384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/500th.html' title='500th'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-5903500144963347747</id><published>2011-07-29T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:15:31.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Made Us Very Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZ-YoxKvrig/TRrk7oKm7gI/AAAAAAAACrc/3a_bBPOJErA/s400/harimau+malaya.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZ-YoxKvrig/TRrk7oKm7gI/AAAAAAAACrc/3a_bBPOJErA/s400/harimau+malaya.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HARIMAU MALAYA MENGAUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;walaupun tewas tetapi penyokong tetap setia menyokong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE WILL NEVER LOSE FAITH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE WILL FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Its a lie if we say we are not disappointed but it was a good fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Frankly speaking, I wished that the same team who won against Indonesia in Suzuki Cup plays for this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What ever it is, it was a good fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ROAR ROAR ROAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;p/s: Hero of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Khairul Fahmi Che Mat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-5903500144963347747?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5903500144963347747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5903500144963347747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5903500144963347747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5903500144963347747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-made-us-very-proud.html' title='You Made Us Very Proud'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZ-YoxKvrig/TRrk7oKm7gI/AAAAAAAACrc/3a_bBPOJErA/s72-c/harimau+malaya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-9181310946806493727</id><published>2011-07-27T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T23:35:15.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Family Member</title><content type='html'>Bonjour mademoisselle et monsieur. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you guys doing? Fine? How's holiday? Everything good? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this post, I want to introduce the new family member that joined us last week. Its Looney/Fuzzy. Looney is the name which I gave but Fuzzy is the name which Hakim gave. She is young, energetic, behaved, anxious CAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you saw it right. A CAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hakim and I have been wanting a cat since forever but was not permitted by our beloved mummy. However, last week I don't know how Hakim did it but he managed to persuade both my mum and dad in having a cat at home. I guess its the child aura. Well, both of them agreed on having the cat at home. At first, my dad wanted to buy a cat from petstore but I suggested why not just adopt one from animal shelters. Its more humane and of course cheaper. He agreed and we went to the nearest animal shelter to our house, The Paws at Ara Damansara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was a nice shelter. We can see that the animals are all well-kept and well-maintained. We wanted to adopt the youngest cat ie kittens but it was against their policy. Their policy is that the kittens cannot be adopted cause they are just too young. Each and everyone of us was attracted to different cats but this one cat that we were all attracted to and she is Looney. She was not the friendly type of cat. Other cats would want to come near when we approach them but not Looney. She was very insecure. I had to hold her very tightly so that she would not run away. Finally, I survived the journey back home. As soon as we reached home, my dad and Hakim both were busy preparing the cage for Looney but I had to soothe her and calmed her down. She was scared. Of course, who wouldn't, right? New place, new people, new environment. Of course she will feel a little bit insecure. All in all, we all survived the first day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been almost two  weeks now. She is doing great but still she was not feeling secured when we bring her in the house. She is not yet comfortable and it took her few tens minutes before feeling comfortable in the house everytime. However, I can see the different in her. She is more approachable and nice and friendly. She likes people soothing her and rubbing her back. She is OK now. Although not 100% feeling secured yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most proud achievement today was that I managed to give her a bath and she slept on my bed for the first time. That shows that she is finally comfortable in the house and in my room. Cats will NOT fall asleep if it didn't feel secure. This she slept right next to me for about one hour, not moving. That made me so happy and she finally felt comfortable in the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a token, I gave her something special for lunch. Real fish tuna with something something. I could not remember. It was fulfilling! I am very happy yet excited on days to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: pictures will be uploaded soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-9181310946806493727?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/9181310946806493727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=9181310946806493727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/9181310946806493727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/9181310946806493727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-family-member.html' title='The New Family Member'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1913770811890392198</id><published>2011-07-27T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T22:11:47.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its The Experience That Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFfU6QVY4CQ/Ti76DPgZGoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DB2CfeAtUdI/s1600/248594_10150274397503711_538528710_7479229_912017_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFfU6QVY4CQ/Ti76DPgZGoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DB2CfeAtUdI/s320/248594_10150274397503711_538528710_7479229_912017_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633715117496015490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not been doing this in quite a long time, have I? Well, now I am back to blogging. Been busy with life and studies and other activities but now I am totally free. Free like a bird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you might know that I had a moot competition named LawAsia'11 National Rounds from 22nd July to 24th July 2011. This was my first time moot and I was so anxious and excited to be apart of the competition. However, the process of going into the competition was exhausting. Late night sleeps, back home late at night, reads loads of cases, mastering the advocacy skills, drilling with coaches and seniors, reading law, memorizing law. It was pretty exhausting yet fun and exciting experience. You know, when you think about it that's how law students' life should be. Literally lifeless but that is the fun part of being a law student. You are exclusive to your own kind. You and only your clan who knows what you are into. Other people may not understand your work or activities but that is exactly how it goes in a real life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The practice and drilling experience was fairly PRICELESS. It was nothing like I have ever imagined. The seniors and coaches were so helpful. Not forgetting my batch friends. They were very helpful and selfless. They share they teach they educate they advice. That is how its supposed to be. However, not every team is perfect. There will be one or two arguments which was completely normal for a team. You must have some clashes of mind and you would want to defend yours. There must be an argument but all that arguments help the team. We became closer and tighter. Not to forget, the FOOD! It was like leaving in heaven. Food is everywhere. If there is no food in the court, someone must have gone out to buy something. Food is never an issue in the moot court. Gosh, I have been putting relations between moot and food and that is not good. LOL. All in all the practice went on smoothly and everyone was dedicated in their work and all worked out well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Competition&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22nd July 2011: All of us gathered at the Faculty to sort things out between all of us. The one who drove were me, ellena and fikie. We called it 'THE THREE SAGAS". We all started our journey to KL at around 1pm. As soon as we stepped our foot in the hotel, The Zon (100 feet from KLCC), all of us were anxious and nervous at the same time. We had a briefing session at the KLRCA (Kuala Lumpur Regional Arbitration Center) at 4pm which in real started at around 4.30pm. It was basically a look-at-your-enemy time but the first-timers were focusing on our own nerves. I personally, I did not feel the heat just yet but maybe a slight heat and that was due to the ACTUAL SUN HEAT. After all was done, all of us went back to the hotel and walked to KLCC for dinner. It was a marvelous dinner. Though we only had dinner at the food court but still, the excitement was awesome. Everyone was excited and happy. Then, we went back. Packed stuff for the next day and had some last-minute read ups then sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23rd July 2011: I woke up at 5.15am. Took my bath and started to prepare my mind with my script and all while the others were getting ready in the shower and all. At that moment, I finally felt the heat of the competition. I started to feel the nerves and the anxiety. Stepped foot in KLRCA and my team had the first session at 8.30am. But it was the claimant's round so I was only the bench counsel. Dayang and Paan were the ones who moot for that round. I was the respondent so I was not needed to moot. The round went smoothly. The judges were High Court judges and a lawyer, senior high court judges. Can you feel the heat already? Though I was not the one who moot but I was so very nervous at that point of time. The round was good and it got compliments from the judges which was very good. They were quite impressed cause we are part 1 students. Later that day, it was my time to moot. I did not have my lunch cause I was so nervous. Had to go out from the building and took my time to relax and took a last look at my script. At 1.30pm, my round started. The judges were experts in Maritime Law who is working in the AG Chambers, A High-ranking man in Shell and a judge/lawyer if I'm not mistaken. I couldn't remember. It was nerves-wrecking. But, I managed to do well in that round and I got some positive feed-backs. It was a really good experience for me to get to moot in front of important people. Later that night, it was the announcement time for groups who made it to the finals. Without putting too high hopes on my own group, OUR GROUP'S NAME WAS CALLED AS ONE OF THE FINALIST! It was SUPERB! I was so excited. We jumped and screamed our lungs out and all. That excitement followed by tears of joy. I called my mum and as soon as I heard her voice I broke down. That was the TEARS OF SUPER JOY! We then went back to the hotel. Took a shower and had our last minute session again with Aril's team. They too made it to the finals. So, there were TWO Mara teams who made it to the finals. The All-Senior Team and the All-Junior Team (The Virgins). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24th July 2011: It was the morning that I was so afraid of. The respondent was in the first session of the day and I was the one who moot. I was so nervous and that caused me a bad performance. It was literally bad performance though I got good comments from the judges. I thought my performance was bad. I should have done better job instead I stumbled. It costs us a winning round. That was with UIAM and me and Paan were so eager to beat them unfortunately it did not happen instead we were beaten by them, badly. Next was the Claimant's round against ATC. It was a good performance from both Dayang and Paan but I thought they did better in the first round. All in all, all of us did great and I AM SO PROUD OF ALL OF US! WE ALL DID GREAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As what have been expected we did not make it as champions instead we were last in the final round which made us the Top 5 team, still! Thank God! Before that, I would like to congratulate Paan for winning the Number 4 spots for the best mooter ranking. I am so proud of you, brother! I want to say that I was so happy to get to work with both Paan and Dayang. You guys ARE THE BEST! Can't wait to moot with you guys in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I end this post, I would like to Thank Everyone; coaches (Sir Irwin, Miss Ummi and Mdm Mazlina), seniors (Aril, Zharif, Arina, Ojan, Alia, Kak Q, Fikie, and Bam) and last but not least my beloved batch mate (Ellena, Hannah, and Lala) and most importantly my TEAMMATES (Dayang and Paan), not to forget Rin who could not make it with us (there's always next time aite). I Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1913770811890392198?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1913770811890392198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1913770811890392198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1913770811890392198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1913770811890392198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-experience-that-matters.html' title='Its The Experience That Matters'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OFfU6QVY4CQ/Ti76DPgZGoI/AAAAAAAAAuA/DB2CfeAtUdI/s72-c/248594_10150274397503711_538528710_7479229_912017_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-6777362551650422343</id><published>2011-07-08T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:16:31.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moot Journey</title><content type='html'>Bonjour Hello,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you guys doing? It has been so long since I updated my blog. I am not that in the mood to update cause all the stuffs that is going on right now. So, yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I suddenly thought about updating my blog now because I have a few interesting events which occurred in my life for the past weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up, mooting. Mooting is doing pretty great and it is such a wonderful yet tiring experience. One thing for sure is that I GAINED WEIGHT since moot started. Just imagine this, we get free lunch everyday and there are 12 packs altogether. Maximum number of people turned up is around 6 people. There are 6 more packs left and what do we do with the 6 leftovers? WE EAT THEM ALL! We can see that one person eats two packs of lunch box. How can that not be a factor to weight gained? Apart from that, we will not only depend on the lunch box but also other food available either in the moot court itself or outside uitm. We will never turn down food. If all of us are so dang lazy to go out, or to buy some food or even don't have the ka-ching to buy the food, our beloved coach Sir Irwin will gladly buys us food. For example, he bought us a Secret Recipe Cake which was so delicious and mouth-watering! huh! Nice one! So, that is another factor why all mooters are FAT! Well, not all but hey we all are if you can have a look at the way we eat. No matter whether you are Fat or Thin, you are still a BIG EATER once you are in the moot club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough about eating, shall we? LOL. As some people might know that the Maritime Competition or IMLAM has just ended. Unfortunately, the MARA team did not qualify to be in the quarter-finals. The competition was held in Singapore and though I was not one of the participants, I was still so eager to join them there in Singapore and so I did. Me, Khairil, Rahimi, Bam, Dayang and Rin  went to Singapore to show our support to the MARA Maritime team and of course to have a cool journey/ vacation in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singapore is a good and comfortable yet convenient place to have a walk-around the whole country. It is so small therefore we managed to go around Singapore in 4 days. How cool is that? So cool~~ We literally went all over Singapore and took pictures at every tourist attractions. The most great thing happened was the idea of me, dayang and rin slept at Backpackers Hostels. It was my first time and it was amah-zing! The place is called Feel @ Home Backpackers. I do really feel @ home there. It was cozy and welcoming. We don't really feel like an outsider there. Though they are many many other foreigners staying but they were all kind people. We even made friends with one UK couple and a Germany girl. The staffs and the residences were all friendly. Such a great place to stay at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really have the mood to update more on Singapore cause I have no idea what to write right now. This is just the matter of updating my blog. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will see you guys soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6777362551650422343?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6777362551650422343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6777362551650422343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6777362551650422343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6777362551650422343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/moot-journey.html' title='Moot Journey'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3963477927392230713</id><published>2011-06-26T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:37:35.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing in the Eyes of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Standing in the Eyes of the World by Ella&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Pahit getir hidup...&lt;br /&gt;Dan pengorbanan&lt;br /&gt;Terpaksa dihadapi,&lt;br /&gt;Demi kejayaan&lt;br /&gt;Terdidik sejak mula,&lt;br /&gt;Tabah berusaha&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa cuba melangkah,&lt;br /&gt;Tak kemana&lt;br /&gt;Di mana kau berada&lt;br /&gt;Pencapaian tak tiba dengan mudah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini "Standing In The Eyes Of The World"&lt;br /&gt;Hanyalah selangkah dari nyata&lt;br /&gt;Keazaman membara dijiwa&lt;br /&gt;Menanti saat bebas merdeka&lt;br /&gt;Tiba masa kau melangkah gagah&lt;br /&gt;Bersemangat ke arah matlamat sedaya upaya&lt;br /&gt;Engkau terunggul&lt;br /&gt;Wajar "Standing In The Eyes Of The World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harapan yang pernah terkulai layu&lt;br /&gt;Kembali segar mekar bawah bayanganmu&lt;br /&gt;Setiap manusia ingin berjaya&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak semua miliki tuah&lt;br /&gt;Engkau menghampirinya&lt;br /&gt;Kesempatan telah pun tiba... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3963477927392230713?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3963477927392230713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3963477927392230713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3963477927392230713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3963477927392230713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/standing-in-eyes-of-world.html' title='Standing in the Eyes of the World'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3155186292628878688</id><published>2011-06-26T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:45:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;"(What Is) Love?" by Jennifer Lopez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na &lt;i&gt;[Repeat]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People told me,&lt;br /&gt;I should write a love song&lt;br /&gt;"Girl you sound so angry,&lt;br /&gt;You could use some variation"&lt;br /&gt;But I'm lonely&lt;br /&gt;Negative relations&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt so many times&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've wished for so long&lt;br /&gt;For someone to come and show me&lt;br /&gt;Lead by example&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've tried every age&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of the game&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be somebody's girl&lt;br /&gt;Would you show me the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I never find and I'm left behind?&lt;br /&gt;Should I keep hoping for love?&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm still the same?&lt;br /&gt;Status doesn't change?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep hoping for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody show me&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you told me&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be lonely&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;Please show me&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had blind dates&lt;br /&gt;Hooked up with some real flakes&lt;br /&gt;I've gone out with church boys&lt;br /&gt;Musician's are the worst&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm just so die hard&lt;br /&gt;Tried my best to play the part&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could see inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've wished for so long&lt;br /&gt;For someone to come and show me&lt;br /&gt;Lead by example&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've tried every age&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of the game&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be somebody's girl&lt;br /&gt;Would you show me the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I never find and I'm left behind?&lt;br /&gt;Should I keep hoping for love?&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm still the same?&lt;br /&gt;Status doesn't change?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep hoping for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody show me&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you told me&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be lonely&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;Please show me&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na &lt;i&gt;[Repeat]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone&lt;br /&gt;For the past three years&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is no exception&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's with naughty presents&lt;br /&gt;Been back and forth, same action&lt;br /&gt;I just need this to happen&lt;br /&gt;I'll be singing love's praises&lt;br /&gt;If you would show me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I never find and I'm left behind?&lt;br /&gt;Should I keep hoping for love?&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm still the same?&lt;br /&gt;Status doesn't change?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep hoping for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody show me&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you told me&lt;br /&gt;What is love? &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be lonely&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;Please show me&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: OMG. This is So ME and What I've been thinking for so long. LOL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3155186292628878688?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3155186292628878688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3155186292628878688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3155186292628878688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3155186292628878688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-love.html' title='What is LOVE?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3694878933239252724</id><published>2011-06-22T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:11:23.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is ON!</title><content type='html'>hey hi bonjour,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you might know that since last week I have been filled up with mooting training and research. One thing for sure is that IT IS GODDAMN TIRING! Yes, I know what I signed up for and I know what would it be like if I join this club. The sleepless night, the reading, the giggling :), the research, the stress, and all the other 'the-s'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no other social life right now. My only socializing moment is when I am in the moot court with the moot club members-mooters. No other persons. I am basically lifeless right now and so does everyone in the moot club. My life evolves around moot (chewah). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What made me say that? well, just imagine. I will be there in the moot court the latest by 11.00am and everything will end around 10pm. I am basically at the moot court for 12 hours everyday. So, that what made me say that I am basically lifeless right now. Its not that I don't want to hang out with my cousins and my friends but seriously I don't have the time. Yes, I can sneek out once in a while but that would make me have this guilty feelings and I don't like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I am in, I have pledged to be in the moot club and therefore I have to be committed towards my job in the club. I cannot back out in the middle of the work just because I have no time to spend with my other friends but think about it, this is once in a lifetime chance so should I spend my time with my friends or spend time in the moot court that might be my key to a brighter future? I am not discriminating or underestimating my friends but seriously competitions do not come often especially for me cause I know I am not good therefore I will not be joining or mooting for many competitions. Thus, I have to take this chance to improve myself and hopefully I can be a good mooter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some might questioned; why am I so into mooting and some might wonder why don't I have time for friends etc. Not just friends, I don't even have time for my family. How sad is that? But, I know what I signed up for and I hope everyone else will understand it and get why I don't have time for anyone else right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3694878933239252724?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3694878933239252724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3694878933239252724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3694878933239252724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3694878933239252724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-is-on.html' title='It Is ON!'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2034311841980846006</id><published>2011-06-17T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:21:35.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Pretty Unpretty by Lea Michele &amp; Dianna Agron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I Feel Pretty / Unpretty"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tie you up in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;Make you feel unpretty too&lt;br /&gt;I was told I was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;But what does that mean to you&lt;br /&gt;Look into the mirror who’s inside there&lt;br /&gt;The one with the long hair&lt;br /&gt;Same old me again today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My outsides are cool&lt;br /&gt;My insides are blue&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think I’m through&lt;br /&gt;It’s because of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried different ways&lt;br /&gt;But it’s all the same&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I have myself to blame&lt;br /&gt;I’m just trippin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy your hair if it won’t grow&lt;br /&gt;You can fix your nose if he says so&lt;br /&gt;You can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can make&lt;br /&gt;But if you can’t look inside you&lt;br /&gt;Find out who am I to&lt;br /&gt;Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty&lt;br /&gt;Oh so pretty&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty and witty and bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never insecure until I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m being stupid&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so cute to me&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit skinny&lt;br /&gt;Why do I look to all these things&lt;br /&gt;To keep you happy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe get rid of you&lt;br /&gt;And then I’ll get back to me (hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My outsides look cool&lt;br /&gt;My insides are blue&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think I’m through&lt;br /&gt;It’s because of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried different ways&lt;br /&gt;But it’s all the same&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;I have myself to blame&lt;br /&gt;Keep on trippin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy your hair if it won’t grow&lt;br /&gt;You can fix your nose if he says so&lt;br /&gt;You can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can make&lt;br /&gt;But if you can’t look inside you&lt;br /&gt;Find out who am I to&lt;br /&gt;Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty&lt;br /&gt;Oh so pretty&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty and witty and bright&lt;br /&gt;And I pity&lt;br /&gt;Any girl who isn't me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh (Tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh (Tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh (Tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty (You can buy your hair if it won’t grow)&lt;br /&gt;Oh so pretty (You can fix your nose if he says so)&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty and witty and bright (You can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can make)&lt;br /&gt;But if you can’t look inside you&lt;br /&gt;Find out who am I to&lt;br /&gt;Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty&lt;br /&gt;But unpretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2034311841980846006?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2034311841980846006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2034311841980846006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2034311841980846006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2034311841980846006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-feel-pretty-unpretty-by-lea-michele.html' title='I Feel Pretty Unpretty by Lea Michele &amp; Dianna Agron'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2837180722886628240</id><published>2011-06-16T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:32:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heat Is ON!</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was official yesterday that the mooting research and meetings has started! So, its time for reading and reading and reading anddddd reading! At first, focus on the topics then caselaws. Its TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2837180722886628240?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2837180722886628240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2837180722886628240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2837180722886628240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2837180722886628240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/heat-is-on.html' title='The Heat Is ON!'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1362210718406390228</id><published>2011-06-14T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:48:56.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Wondering</title><content type='html'>I am just wondering.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WHO READS MY BLOG ANYMORE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1362210718406390228?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1362210718406390228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1362210718406390228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1362210718406390228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1362210718406390228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-wondering.html' title='Just Wondering'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-6008441544810155240</id><published>2011-06-14T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T15:47:40.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Life</title><content type='html'>Hey hi Bonjour! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed writing so much. Everyday I come online and I am sure will open up this blogger site but I haven't had the idea on what to write. The fact is that I want to write so much but I have no idea how to start. I have been staring at this blank post box for one week now. See, I am unemployed. Didn't know what to do. But, thank you to mooting I have something to fill my time with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now quite filled up with reading moot problem and doing some research. Had some difficulties understanding the question and the conventions etc. I am going to buck up and really make the effort to do what I think I do best that is understand a question and get the right answer. That is a bit cocky statement huh? Well, that is a way to soothe your heart a bit. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past weeks have been amazing for me. I love love love the holiday so far. Apart from the boring days at home with TV and no activity, I have always enjoyed the weekends. Only the weekdays that I am so tired of but me loving the weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the beach twice last week. The first was with my friends; Mayuri, Syahira, Suzanna and Saliza. We went to Bagan Lalang. It was a random idea by me and Suzanna to go to a beach to just hang out. So, we decided a week before to go to Sepang Gold Coast. Well, not exactly Sepang Gold Coast. It's not within our budget you know! I found out that hotel is a 5-star hotel and it costs the less RM 390++. So, definitely not our budget. We went for a day-trip sort of. Started with lunch at Fendi Ikan Bakar in Kelana Jaya. We loved it there and straight away to Sepang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I was the one driving. I will always be the one driving cause I Love driving! LOL. Well, reached there and ENJOY! It was quite disappointing when I found out the toilet wasn't opened after 3pm. So, we were all stinky by the time we went for dinner. Another disappointment when the restaurant I always went didn't open. We had to eat at another stall which is nearby the beach and it was not bad at all. So, that was quite OK. We had Ikan Bakar Pari, Sotong Tepung and Tom Yam etc. It was amazing! The beach was cool but we had to walk quite far from the place we settled. Everything went on smoothly and hella fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next beach was PD! AHHHH~ This one was a great getaway. This one wasn't with my friends but with my family instead. Another cool random trip. It was at Legend Water Chalets. It is actually rooms on water. We can actually FISH from our room. How cool is that? We didn't know about that before and we saw most of the guests came to the hotel must have brought at least one fishing rod. We wondered and we figured that we can fish from our balcony. YAY! I was so excited and my dad bought one cheap fishing rod for us to enjoy fishing. Bought the most expensive bait I have ever paid for. RM 10 for a 30gm bait. It was worth it though. However, the fun didn't last long as you all know it was a cheap fishing rod and what do people say about cheap stuff. They rot quick. LOL. So, it wasn't a good rod and it spoiled a little bit. Still useful though. We had to fix it everytime it went wrong and tangled everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I was the patient one to fix that thing. My dad wasn't the patient one and so does my brother. I had to fix it. GOSH! I had to be really really patient with the rod. I mean it! My dad eventually caught one crab but it fell down because of the rod! Grrr. Later that day, me and my brother rent bicycle for each one of us. The next day my brother rent a KMX for himself. He had a lot of fun there. Though there was no beach but the activities that we can do there made it up all. It was worth it! A Hella FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love beaches. It calms you! I would love to have a house by the beach. I will when I have the money! YES! LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I have a Strabucks date today. LOL. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6008441544810155240?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6008441544810155240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6008441544810155240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6008441544810155240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6008441544810155240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/beach-life.html' title='Beach Life'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-548507304851775453</id><published>2011-06-08T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:19:36.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone wants to be loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone wants to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone needs love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can't see it but its there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its everywhere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its for everyone to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love can be cruel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may break you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may knock you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love too can be the most enchanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It can be the most magnificient&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It can be the most magical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of all things in the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love  is powerful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-548507304851775453?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/548507304851775453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=548507304851775453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/548507304851775453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/548507304851775453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-5893215447664593291</id><published>2011-06-06T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:00:36.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Landslide Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-795c9a43616d61b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5893215447664593291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5893215447664593291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5893215447664593291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/landslide-cover.html' title='Landslide Cover'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2227385513275522005</id><published>2011-06-05T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T17:03:00.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You got something outta me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You let me open up to myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You helped me to be sincere towards my feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You helped me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am grateful that I did that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't expecting such conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew that it had to come eventually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew what to expect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I wasn't disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a way you helped me to be brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You helped me to tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You helped me to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were a good teacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We end up as friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We end it up good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I prefer it that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, you too have opened up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know how you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad you told me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I already know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you will move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look for someone better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You deserve a nice girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You deserve your girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't in the serious mode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think about the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I am not planning to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the time for trial and error&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think to be in a serious mode is the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to keep searching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am glad we end up as friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am glad that it end good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am glad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, be true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2227385513275522005?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2227385513275522005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2227385513275522005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2227385513275522005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2227385513275522005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-over.html' title='So Over'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-705340593060252228</id><published>2011-06-04T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T16:18:05.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muar</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A total dilemma for my family this week. Either to go back to Raub for a 'kenduri kahwin' or to Muar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sweet talks from Hakim who really really wanted to go back to Muar, my parents finally agreed for Muar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I missed Muar so much too cause I haven't been here in months. I could not remember when was the last time I've been here. I think its like way before I started my first semester. You know how long can that be? More than 6 months? Wow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not used to not go back to my hometown for a long time. In my school years, almost every 2 weeks my family will go back to either of the kampungs. Its just our routine to do so. Once I started college, from 2 weeks it became months. I really miss my hometown. I feel like I have nothing to worry about here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just FREE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just for a while though. Once I am heading back to PJ, everything will turn out to be exactly like before. So, now its time for me to relax and think nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Muar=Food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-705340593060252228?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/705340593060252228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=705340593060252228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/705340593060252228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/705340593060252228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/muar.html' title='Muar'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-5244248309347058351</id><published>2011-06-04T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T02:58:26.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Played Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You buzzed me on Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and said Hi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was expecting a brief conversation but it took forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what to expect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I carried on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You asked me about my friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I thought, 'Hey, he really likes my friend'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then you went on and on about relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asking me whether I have fallen in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You asked me who that person is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can't say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was afraid to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was really afraid to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am afraid of rejection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am afraid of disappointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have never done this before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I am afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You lectured me about what relationship really about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You said 'Relationship is something to think about till the end'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't really get what you are trying to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I took it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know that you know who that someone is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am pretty sure that you know who that someone is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I am after all a BAD LIAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, due to the signs I read before I really thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Hey, he likes my friend'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the conversation I can really feel that something is Off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that rejection is coming after all the talks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I braved out and just say who that person is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to know the response but I am just so afraid of the answer I might get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am afraid and I am scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what to expect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know you must hate me right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially after you called me three times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I am afraid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for not picking up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I am not ready to hear the verdict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-5244248309347058351?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5244248309347058351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5244248309347058351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5244248309347058351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5244248309347058351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-played-games.html' title='You Played Games'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-138434026260733650</id><published>2011-06-04T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:24:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Month</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I have been staring at this empty post box for weeks now. I wasn't in writing-mood. However, I think my mood came back now and here I am writing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May has been great. It taught me a-lot of new things. Met many new friends. Met all kinds of people. Taught me how to ... and taught me how to be patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a great month journey for me and I hope my journey will always be like this one. Although it might sound all fun but there are few downs I experienced in May. As an old saying 'There is always ups and downs in life'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, the ALSA Conference which took place from 20th May till 22nd May. Not only I met and made friends with law students from other universities, I also made friends with my own faculty student, the seniors more specifically. There were a few who I have not seen around the faculty before but here where the conference played its role. It introduces me to the seniors and they are really kind people. I even made a close senior friend, Ba Am. LOL! It's an honour. He is so smart. Other than the people from my own college, I made friends with the other law students from other universities such as UM, UKM, HELP, and others. It was a wonderful experience and hopefully I can be apart of that event again and again. It was so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the conference, my family and I took a weekend break to Penang. We stayed at Hard Rock Hotel, Penang and I can tell you that it is the coolest hotel I have ever been to. I do really mean that. And and and.. the most interesting part is that the staff in the game room is HOT! Ahhhh! Unfortunately, I was too mesmerized by his hotness didn't get a chance to ask for anything. LOL. As if I have the guts to do so, right? Well, we did spend some time in the game room together. He taught me how to play golf on Wii. LOL. Ahhh! So HOT! Well, other than that the hotel itself is cool! Everything; the room, the pool, the cafe, the lounge, the staffs *wink*. Everything is cool! I want to go back some other time and probably get that number I didn't get before. LOL! *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that was the catch-up day with my old high school buddies. We had a BBQ at my house. It was the funnest thing to do when you want to catch up with your friends. You don't need fancy outings. What you need is a long long time to chit-chat! At first I was disappointed by the response I got from the people I invited. From 20++ people it turned out to only be 10 of us. How sad, right? I know but you know what IT WAS A BLAST! Everything happened for a reason right? So, I guess God did not let so many people because then it might be a chaos and the food might not be enough for everyone. Everything worked out smoothly and the food was just the right amount for everyone. It was PERFECT! And this time, I already know how to start the fire so we did not have a lot of time wasted just like that. PERFECT and I love hanging out with mah high school buddies. They are the coolest! So, the people; Shila, Pika, Gong, Nas, Salini, Sabby, Me, Ungku, and... Oh, I guess just 9. LOL. It was hella FUN though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly I think May has taught me how to miss someone or how to suddenly think about someone all the time without reasons. Not gonna elaborate on this. I am just too shy!  *blushed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May was great. Hope June will be more than just great. Can I hope for some miracle? Of course I can. So, I wish for a miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-138434026260733650?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/138434026260733650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=138434026260733650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/138434026260733650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/138434026260733650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-month.html' title='What A Month'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-6760416413584198840</id><published>2011-05-31T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:11:41.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Find guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep…. Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are sweats, who hold your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you…. The one who turns to his friends and says that’s her.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6760416413584198840?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6760416413584198840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6760416413584198840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6760416413584198840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6760416413584198840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7517795053084719996</id><published>2011-05-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:08:29.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Haven't Seen The Last of Me by Cher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Feeling broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Barely holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;But just there's something so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Somewhere inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And I am down, but I'll get up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Don't count me out just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I've been brought down to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And I've been pushed right past the point of breaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;But I can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'll be back -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;This is far from over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't seen the last of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't seen the last of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;They can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Say that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I won't stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I gonna stand my ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You're not gonna stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You don't know me ,you don't know who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Don't count me out so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I've been brought down to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And I've been pushed right past the point of breaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;But I can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'll be back -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;This is far from over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't seen the last of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-size: 0.75em; "&gt;[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/you-havenat-seen-the-last-of-me-lyrics-cher.html ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;There will be no fade-out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;This is not the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm down now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;And I'll be standing on top again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Times are hard but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I was built tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm gonna show you all what I'm made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I've been brought down to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I've been pushed right past the point of breaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;But I can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'll be back -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;This is far from over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I AM FAR FROM OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't seen the last of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;No, no, I'm not going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm staying right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Oh, no you won't see my fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;I'm not kidding around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Can't stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Its not the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't sseen the last of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Oh, no -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't seen the last of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;You haven't seen the last of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7517795053084719996?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7517795053084719996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7517795053084719996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7517795053084719996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7517795053084719996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-havent-seen-last-of-me-by-cher.html' title='You Haven&apos;t Seen The Last of Me by Cher'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7126919354250070030</id><published>2011-05-23T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:03:03.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASlcHxEmk9U/TdprGTuE4eI/AAAAAAAAAt0/uE0ldOd3Ipk/s1600/230352_1726285874080_1146394776_31408028_2833430_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I was so excited the day before and kept on tweeting about it. For the people who knows me well, you should know that I love extreme sports and I love doing all these things. I decided to try muay thai for fitness reasons. I have promised that I will try to keep my body in shape before the holiday ends and I am trying really hard on it. Therefore, I signed up for this muay thai class and yesterday was the free trial class set up by one of the staffs there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I said, I was so excited because I love doing these things. I got up in the morning, prepared by breakfast (cereal and milk) and off I went to the center. As I got there the person asked me to sign up and so I did. I guess everything happens with a reason. The person asked me whether to go for the 6 months package or just the per month package. I am so so glad that I chose the per month package cause that made it seemed not-so-ambitious kinda thing. I also said something like this to the person, "I will take the per month package because I want to see how my commitment in this thing first". I am also glad that I said that to the person because of what happened next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started the training. It was fun! You know stretching and all. Star-jump and push-ups. That kinda thing. Once I stopped when the trainer gave us a few seconds of break I started to get ear-blocked and dizziness. My eyes started to see all blurred-out. I knew it was coming because I have had this a few times. I held myself and hoped for a longer time before I collapsed. Unfortunately, I can't hold it anymore and so I told the trainer that everything seemed blur to me and I wanted to sit down. I sat down for a few minutes and I went inside the toilet. The last thing I could remember when I was in the toilet was that I looked at myself in the mirror and I said "Shit!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I opened my eyes moments later, I was outside the toilet beside the big mirror my hand on a big plastic vase. I could not remember anything that happened in the toilet. I don't know how I got there in the first place. I don't even remember walking out from the toilet. Seriously, I could not remember anything after I said 'Shit!'. It was awful and I knew that I collapsed in front of everybody. But, of course, the trainer kept on the training but a few staffs bought me a Milo and gave me some medication. They laid me down and comfort me and all. I was so so so 200% embarrassed because the people were the people I don't even know and it was my first time there and it happened just like that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not control it so I had to just let it go and do its thing. I can't control my body at that time and so I let go. That was why I collapsed. Some of you might know the fact that I have had such an incident a few times before while exercising. Twice or three times I could not remember. That was just while exercising how about right after I got up from bed. Quite a few times too. The ones after bed were the odd ones. I don't even know the reason. And so, at that moment in the center I thought I might have some medical condition and I think it can be serious if I did not make a medical check-up as soon as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got back home and told my mum. Of course, she freaked out. I sent her to work because I insisted but she called my dad to come back early so he can take me to the doctor. So I did. Went for medical check-up. Took blood test, urine test, ECG and of course doctor's consultation. I can say the ECG process was EMBARRASSING! I had to lift up my bra and let it bare just like that while the nurse attaching the wires on my chest. It was horrible and embarrassing! Gosh! I don't even know how to describe it. The other tests were fine because I have done it before but not ECG. That was the first time. I had to wait for the results. As I was walking and taking the blood test, the person there asked me whether I am going to be admitted in the ward and I said NO, of course. The same goes to the person we were paying the bills to. She thought I will be admitted to the ward too. I wondered why people would asked such a thing. I asked them why were they thinking that I was going to be admitted and they did not answer me. It was awkward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I went in for consultation for the second time after all the results were done. It was a hell of a moment. Its like I was waiting for the news that I am going to die. It was that horrifying. It turned out to be NOT-THAT-BAD results. It was not great but good. My ECG test was fine and the doctor said I have a nice heart rate and my heart beats are constant. First point, pheww. Moved on to my blood test. There was some infection but that was because of my period that I had and finished two days ago. So, its because of my menstrual cycle. Other than that, they were good. My urine test was the same too. So, it was a breeze for the doctor to deliver the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what I was wondering was the way the doctor asked me those questions and she kept on mentioning a CT Scan. A CT Scan is for the brain. Its an XRAYS for the brain to see if there is anything wrong with your brain. She even did a simple test like in the story 'One Litre Of Tears' the you-touch-your-nose-then-touch-my-finger test. Yeah! I did that. She kept on mentioning the scan but did not encourage it because it seems that the test has more than 30% of radiation compared to a normal x-rays. Plus, I am still young. Do you know how young the doctor thought I was? She thought I am 16 years old! LOL! I told her that that is definitely a huge compliment. She said I looked young! LOL! Funny yet TRUE! LOL. Well, moving on. As I said, she kept on mentioning a CT Scan and I can sense that she might have suspected something about my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this, she asked me to keep on track when the symptoms come. Symptoms like a headache, nausea without reasons, vomiting without reasons, numbness and etc. So, I am looking out and being careful about all the scans. She said, if something were to be wrong I should come back and meet the specialist to see my actual results and to do another test and probably the CT Scan if it is necessary at the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really hope that there is nothing wrong with me as I am still young and have nothing yet. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A BOYFRIEND yet for God's SAKE! LOL! Just kidding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, praying hard and hopefully it will not happen again and the symptoms won't come around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love with heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8410155056317923380?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8410155056317923380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8410155056317923380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8410155056317923380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8410155056317923380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/unforgettable-yet-embarrassing-moment.html' title='Unforgettable Yet Embarrassing Moment And Could Be A Serious One'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8702635244154876371</id><published>2011-05-09T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:47:54.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Friends Very Much</title><content type='html'>I wanna make a statement here that I LOVE MY FRIENDS VERY MUCH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know why? They act so quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tweeted whether I should buy an iPad or not. Or should I save up money for an iPad or a Wii. Another was is it a good idea to trade-in my laptop to buy an iPad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They immediately replied and I am so happy that they actually cared! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love them so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syahira, Shila, Krystle, and everyone and everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for the response. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8702635244154876371?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8702635244154876371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8702635244154876371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8702635244154876371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8702635244154876371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-my-friends-very-much.html' title='I Love My Friends Very Much'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3323681698678057093</id><published>2011-05-09T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:30:32.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talker and NOT The Executor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the talker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know how to plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know how to sell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know how to give ideas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know how criticise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the talker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I talk big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't talk small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think BIG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the talker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream about everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to do everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the talker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its cool to talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its cool to play around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its cool to be able to talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I talk but don't know how to act&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't do it straight away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I delay stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I delay my intention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I plan but in the end I'll back out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am shy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how to act&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I act slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a half-thinker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am only a dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I expect others will do it for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I expect people know what I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I expect people know what I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I expect people know my intention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rely on people to do work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rely on people to execute things for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rely on people to make things work for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I go with the flow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is everything is ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will follow what has been organised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am NOT the Executor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM THE TALKER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: It feels really good letting that out! Now, It is ACTING TIME! No more TALKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3323681698678057093?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3323681698678057093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3323681698678057093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3323681698678057093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3323681698678057093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/talker-and-not-executor.html' title='The Talker and NOT The Executor'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7255969034011959316</id><published>2011-05-09T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T02:24:28.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-Do-List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HOLIDAY TO-DO LIST&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. ENROL IN AN ENGLISH CLASS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. ENROL IN A SPORTS CLASS PREFERABLY SQUASH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. HAVE THE PERFECT HOLIDAY WITH FAMILY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. HAVE THE PERFECT GET-TOGETHER WITH MY BESTIES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. GO FOR ATV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. GO FOR PAINTBALL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. KARAOKE AT LEAST 3 TIMES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. GO FOR GALACTIC LASER TAG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. SAVE MONEY FOR WII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. DETOX&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11. COVER SONGS AND MAKE A DUET COVER WITH HAFIZ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12. BUY ALL MY FAVOURITE TV SERIES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;13. LEARN FRENCH (BY MYSELF OR CLASS DOES NOT MATTER)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;14. TRAVEL SOMEWHERE WITH FRIENDS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;15. MOOT PRACTICE AND RESEARCH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;16. GO SWIMMING AT LEAST TWICE PER WEEK (A MUST)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: LETS SEE HOW MANY FROM THE ABOVE WILL BE COMPLETED DURING THE HOLIDAY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7255969034011959316?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7255969034011959316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7255969034011959316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7255969034011959316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7255969034011959316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-do-list.html' title='To-Do-List'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7337641629126934141</id><published>2011-05-08T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T02:10:42.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream That Will Stay as A Dream</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How ya'll doing? I am doing awfully FINE! (How's that, right?). Well, I am in my confused state now. LOL. Not knowing what to do. So far, what ever is being planned is going pretty good. Some look like its not going to happen at all and some is looking pretty good. This is me. I talk a-lot about my plans but in the end only one or two will be successful cause I know how to sell but I don't know how to execute. That is a NASTY behaviour. Have got to change that attitude. This goes to everyone in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I do not want to talk about my nasty attitude tonight instead I want to talk about my dream I had yesterday. I usually don't dream in my sleep. I rarely dream and whenever I do something bad will happen or that occasion will finally become a reality some day. However, this one dream is the only dream that I know it would only stay as a dream FOREVER! So, you must have been wondering what was my dream all about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreamed that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I WAS GIVEN AN OPPORTUNITY TO BRING PRINCE WILLIAM AND PRINCESS WILLIAM (KATE) AROUND MALAYSIA FOR 10 DAYS.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How doped is that, huh? Yes, THAT WAS IT! Somehow I was given that golden opportunity to bring both of them around Malaysia. So, in my dream I brought both of them back to my hometown both in Muar and Raub to feel the breeze and the way the people there live. I brought them to my friend's house in Kelantan (Gpah) to feel the more-village-feeling. We spent our time with doing all the kampung work. You know drove around on a motorcycle, kapcai to be more precised. Pick those fallen durian etc. Love the village breeze and they loved it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, I dragged both of them to Malacca and Penang to see the history and how the British invaded Malaya. They probably knew about this before I do but what the hell for excitement sake. Next destination were the islands in Malaysia. Pangkor, Redang and Perhentian plus Langkawi. This was for them to experience the beautiful beaches in Malaysia. The Malaysian sea breeze. Treat them with a little spa massage, diving activities, fishing ( traditional style). I had fun and so did them. We had a lot of fun together. We hang around the beaches at night while listening to the live band, played a little water sports. William and Kate looked happy as they had their little 'us' time. Of course I gave them a little 'us' time for them. Its their holiday for God's sake. I don't want to be the intruder! I am their guide but not the intruder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After days and days at the beaches I dragged both of them to Genting Highland for some extreme FUN! Roller Coaster, rides, dinasours, and perhaps a little Black Jack (for them). Genting was a one-day thing. It was quite a brief thing. On the last two days of their holiday I brought them around KL to see the KL LIFESTYLE! It is no different than New York except that it is much smaller than New York. LOL! KL is also a city that never sleeps so they were going to have so much FUN in KL! The Night Lives, The Shopping Spree, The Twin Tower for sight-seeing, The Parks, My Gosh. So many things and lastly I brought them to the KL Tower Spinning Restaurant. That was the highlight of the day as I set the whole place like the most romantic dinner table ever and it was the peak moment of their whole trip. It was just the two of them. Candlelight Dinner as what people called it. So Romantic! Can't beat the real thing that they are able to do, of course! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ITS A DREAM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I had to say goodbye to them as it was the last day of the holiday and they had to go back to Buckingham Palace to start carrying their duty as the important people of the country. Oh Oh, Have I mentioned that we travel to where ever that we wanted to go by a private jet? OMG! Cool, right??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How nice if everything were to be the REAL Thing! But, the real thing would have been so difficult to carry out. Protocol and those stuff will break our spirits up and will tear down our dreams. It will be so so difficult! So, I am GLAD that it is JUST A DREAM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I guess I am still not over the Royal Wedding!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7337641629126934141?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7337641629126934141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7337641629126934141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7337641629126934141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7337641629126934141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/dream-that-will-stay-as-dream.html' title='A Dream That Will Stay as A Dream'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4445504833267684530</id><published>2011-05-05T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:10:33.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantun Oleh Mereka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pegi Zoo jumpa beruang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sayang tak kita orang?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Gpah-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saya dari keturunan Gandhi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hottui...tapi berseri-seri&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gunalah hadiah ini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Confirm "kita" dapat laki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Maton-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sakit kaki, jatuh kat KFC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inilah hadiah pengubat hati&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agar lain kali berhati-hati&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Supaya nanti tak malu lagi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Iffah-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kalau saudari bijak bestari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuba teka hadiah apa yang kami bagi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ramlah Ram, Ahmad Nawab&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jangan diperam, cepat Jawab! Jawab!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Ikin-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari-hari naik Matteo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kalau gua tak bagi hadiah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matti-Oooo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Lynn-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan ini datang dari hati yang ikhlas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Satu, dua, tiga semester di Kuantan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suka duka gelak ketawa dilalui bersama&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pabila dikenang rindu bertan-tan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harap kita berkawan sampai bila-bila&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jatuh di KFC sakit kaki lebam berhari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gelak ketawa pon berhenti&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harap kita berjumpa di kemudian hari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Untuk menyambung sinetron yang terhenti&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(makes sense?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Marl-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4445504833267684530?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4445504833267684530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4445504833267684530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4445504833267684530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4445504833267684530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/pantun-oleh-mereka.html' title='Pantun Oleh Mereka'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2585064435119761864</id><published>2011-05-01T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:00:39.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii FEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I mentioned I am craving for WII right now?&lt;br /&gt;I want to  buy Wii which apparently priced at RM 900 now&lt;br /&gt;So, I have no idea how am I supposed to save money&lt;br /&gt;I am not in condition where I cannot save money&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to sell cheap then I can buy&lt;br /&gt;I just want the Wii Fit and I am good to go&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to sell their Wii, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2585064435119761864?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2585064435119761864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2585064435119761864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2585064435119761864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2585064435119761864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/wii-fever.html' title='Wii FEVER'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2885269116658658730</id><published>2011-04-29T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T23:08:13.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...And They Have Tied The Knot</title><content type='html'>They have finally done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUKE AND DUCHESS OF CAMBRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM AND KATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched the wedding from 2pm onwards till I had to go for my college activity. I was soo amazed by the wedding. The whole wedding was magnificent. Beautiful and so romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot write long review for this wedding cause I don't have the idea what to write due to the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me pick my best moment of the whole ceremony:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When Kate arrived at the end of the aisle. Both of them were standing side by side. William looked at her and said "You're beautiful". The people can't hear it but it was shown on the TV and I can read his lips. They are just gorgeous together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Kate and William hopped on the horse carriage and go around the palace place. (I don't know what its called)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The first beautiful and touching kiss at the most famous balcony is the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The moment Kate got out of the car and posed for the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The moment Kate was walking to the aisle and Harry looked back. Then, he told something to William. He is such a cuter and grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) How Harry looked as the most nervous person in the whole ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;7) When I saw Malaysian Flag in one of the channels covering the wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a whole. It was a beautiful marriage ceremony and it was simple yet elegant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Kate Middleton and Prince William!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&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/779053839989522589-2885269116658658730?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2885269116658658730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2885269116658658730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2885269116658658730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2885269116658658730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-they-have-tied-knot.html' title='...And They Have Tied The Knot'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8351788580059611144</id><published>2011-04-29T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T15:29:23.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDhp88oJkfY/TbeuRhg8jrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ryZpVAg5kIs/s1600/280411+W%2526K1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDhp88oJkfY/TbeuRhg8jrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ryZpVAg5kIs/s1600/280411+W%2526K1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always love these two pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't they cute together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the moment that the world have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;The Royal Wedding of the Decade.&lt;br /&gt;The last Big Royal Wedding was in 1981 when&lt;br /&gt;Prince Charles married Princess Diana&lt;br /&gt;and now The best moment of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE ROYAL WEDDING&lt;br /&gt;PRINCE WILLIAM &amp;amp; KATE MIDDLETON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't wait to watch it live today.&lt;br /&gt;I saw on E! that it will be aired live at 6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;So, LETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8351788580059611144?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8351788580059611144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8351788580059611144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8351788580059611144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8351788580059611144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html' title='The Royal Wedding'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDhp88oJkfY/TbeuRhg8jrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ryZpVAg5kIs/s72-c/280411+W%2526K1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-410063728429157651</id><published>2011-04-28T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T13:38:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TITAS can't defeat FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might know this but some might not. I am going to have my TITAS Final examination tomorrow and I am still in front my laptop without even opening my titas books. It is sad! I know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess TITAS cannot really defeat Facebook. Facebook is an addiction and addiction is bad when it comes between you with something really important which you must do. So, I have to stop this addiction. The main question is HOW? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have not been on facebook since my broadband on quota but I just found out yesterday that my dad's broadband is not and it is in fast state. So, because of that I can't help myself but to borrow his broadband and make a full use out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I might have to keep this broadband out of my sight for another few more days because after tomorrow I am left with only ONE paper! Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long to wait, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!! See you soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-410063728429157651?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/410063728429157651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=410063728429157651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/410063728429157651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/410063728429157651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/titas-cant-defeat-facebook.html' title='TITAS can&apos;t defeat FACEBOOK'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2035967155469316317</id><published>2011-04-27T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:43:44.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost The End</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been writing a single post here in a while, huh? Well, its not my fault my broadband kinda pissed me off. It has been on quota for a long time and now the only mode to online is through my beloved android htc wildfire (opppsss, bragging my phone I see). LOL. Can't help it. I just love my reddie phone so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asking my dad to subscribe streamyx unifi but my recommendation has not been acknowledged that well. At last, I kinda forget it and I think I have to do it myself my way. I can do it. Just don't let me do it.  If you do then you will have another bill coming at your door for you to pay, papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough symphatising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the middle of my final examination period now. So far three papers are done and I have two more papers to be done with. I am kinda excited for it. Whats left are CTU that is Islamic Civilisation and MLS that is Malaysian Legal System (and not Malas, Suzanna). I am a little worried about both subjects. Both are reading-based subjects. There are no application involves. You are depending on your memory during the examination. You can only write what you remember as there are all facts and as you know facts of the past are not changeable. It is not your right to change it cause it is the past we are talking about. Furthermore, I have a little problem with my memorization. I kinda tend to forget something as I stepped inside the examination hall. That is kinda hard, don't you think? I might remember everything outside the hall but not when I stepped inside the hall. Everything goes on a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been very careful with myself before going inside the hall. I make sure that I will not panic and I have always been very careful not to discuss anything BIG before the exam. That will only lead to disaster. What ever I don't know that my friends are talking about, I will not interfere and I will not register it inside my head. As I said, it will only bring disaster to my whole points and stuff. That is just not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to stay away from people that will give me stress. I will try to stay away from people that is still memorizing-hard on the materials. Most important I will try to stay away from someone who knows so much and keep telling people what they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I will try to do is to walk around talking, laughing with people. Not too much though cause then you  will tend to forget the whole stress when you are supposed to think about the stress but not so much. I will find people that will make me laugh and not to stress me out. Stressful people are NOT my favourites!!! I am telling you right now that stressful people ANNOY me! Relax man! Take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was in a tremendous stress yesterday because of something that I will not talk about here in my blog. Maybe I will some of the days talk about the stress I have been on yesterday-the reason but not now cause I am focusing on the good stuff to write today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the kinda person who gets stress easily but when I do almost everyone notices them. Almost everyone. As I walked towards the hall yesterday few of my friends actually noticed and ask me about it. Man! How obvious can I be when I am stressed? LOL. As I said, the stress would not have happened if someone did not do anything that annoyed me so much. I am stressed because I was annoyed and not because of the whole exam-stress thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a forgetful-type of person I am, I get rid of my stress as I was writing my submissions. I was so dang happy that three law papers are done and yesterday had been the BEST! It was as I was expected and tried. I hope I did not miss anything and that it will bring good to me as compared to the other two papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a really strong feelings that I will fail my tort paper. HOPEFULLY  it does not happen. I would be really happy if I passed the paper, and that I sure hoped for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have 4 months of semester break after my last final paper. However, that holiday would not that great because it is toooooo looooooooooooong! I am sure that my time will be filled with Mooting activities. I am really glad that I have something to do. I am not planning to work as I will try to enrol myself in an English Class to improve my english. I have to do this as English is so dang important for me right now and in the future. It does not matter if it is my writing skills or even speaking skills. I would love to have both to be in a GREAT EXCELLENT par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am searching for a few good English class around and I found one near to my house. I  am going to check on the details after the final paper and hope to enrol myseld as soon as possible. I am aiming for doing something good this holiday and not just fooling around sleeping eating at home doing nothing and not bringing anything good to the table. I can already imagine how my holiday is going to be. I will not be spending alot of time at home as UiTM will be my second home during the holiday due to mooting. Plus, my english class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am planning on losing a few pounds and that I will try to commit myself to a class or a trainer perhaps but I don't think that is going to happen. Maybe I will join Squash class. That would be so awesome! I am not a gym fan! I hated gym and I still hate it now. I fainted twice in a gym and I have no intention to break that record. I don't think I can do it. Even if I am going to check myself in a gym I will not go on the treadmill. I will only attend the classes like hip-hop dance class or aerobic or any other classes available but not the treadmill! Treadmill is my worst enemy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have promised myself that I will lose at least 5 kgs this 4 months holiday. I would be soo soo happy if I can shed more. You know my biggest secret so far? I gained 1 kg during my examination period. How sad is that. I guess it is the exam stress that made me gained 1 kg. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna go swimming that is for sure cause it is to date the most effective exercise ever! What ever it is I hope that I will do what ever I have been bragging about in this post. It is not gonna work if you only talk but not do it, Marlysa! Get your butt off the couch and start working! (Jillian Michael's tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am done for one post. I'll see you guys soon, ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2035967155469316317?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2035967155469316317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2035967155469316317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2035967155469316317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2035967155469316317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-end.html' title='Almost The End'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-972647957325243587</id><published>2011-04-10T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T23:35:14.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ternyata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;perlukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;cinta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;dari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;barulah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; ku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;bernyawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-972647957325243587?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/972647957325243587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=972647957325243587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/972647957325243587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/972647957325243587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/kamu.html' title='Kamu'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-642490930982593382</id><published>2011-04-10T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T23:20:47.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tres Bien. Merci Beaucoup</title><content type='html'>Bonjour amis, Quio De Neuf? Bien? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! I am in happy mode right now cause I have done my French video. At last! After a week of shooting, discussing, cracking ideas, and pissing off I finally done it and thanks to all for making it a success for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great one. Yes, it is simple. I don't have the pro video editing software. I had to use Movie Maker and you know how limited you can do with movie maker. But, it is alright. I will not take it as a reason to make it simple and uninteresting. I found ways to make it interesting and thanks to Afy who made the phone conversation scene a success. I am happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was great that I can finally take one burden of my shoulder. Recently, I complained alot about my neck and head ache. My mum told me that is all because of stress. I am afraid that I'll get migraine cause the spots that I felt pain is somewhere around my head which according to my mum is migraine spots. So, I am trying to control my stress so that I will not have migraine in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hate PAIN and DISEASES! Not good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the stress and pain ain't over yet. I am going to have French Listening Test tomorrow. BEL on Tuesday and Constitutional Law Test on Thursday. Then 4 days of break and Final Exam starting. I can't wait for April to finish cause by that time I know I will only have one paper to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I will still miss my FIRST SEMESTER. I had learnt so much and I had met many many new friends. This semester has made me more mature than before and think as an adult for a while plus I am 20 this year. I just had to change my lifestyle and my attitudes. No more childish attitude and it is time be an ADULT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manage my stress well and answer the questions carefully without any carelessness and without negligence. I'll do fine, I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I am going to go for my constitutional books and I'll meet all of you next time aite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-642490930982593382?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/642490930982593382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=642490930982593382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/642490930982593382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/642490930982593382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/tres-bien-merci-beaucoup.html' title='Tres Bien. Merci Beaucoup'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-7109091816233007695</id><published>2011-04-07T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:34:48.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Were You Stopped By The Police?</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps/ friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you guys/girls doing? I am in tremendous stress this whole week. I WAS in tremendous stress this whole week. I had an emotional breakdown last Friday if I am not mistaken. All because of stress and I have never undergone or even felt like that before. An emotional breakdown definitely not an expert. People are surprised when I told them I am stressed and that I don't know what happened to me. Everyone including my mum were shocked and yes I was shocked myself. The reason of all the shock-ness was because I was known as the 'cool' person in the group. I have never been seen stressed up about stuff as in tests, assignments etc. Physically that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shocked myself because I know that I have never been so stressed up before. The stress was a severe one and it was a hella experience. Apart from that, I am going back-and-forth from house to UiTM now so I am spending a-lot of time at home. As usual, I don't really study at home. I guess the idea of staying at home might not be beneficial at all. I don't know. Probably in the first month it'll be like this but after this..no one knows and no one can predict cause I am such an unpredictable person. LOL! Is that true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, today was a pretty hectic day for me. It was hectic and hella hectic. I just invented a new swear words of my own. CHITTY CHIT BANG BANG = SHITTY SHIT DAMN DAMN. Yeah! Nice? Cool? I know, right! What ever it is, I had my second TORT test today. Right after the test I had a presentation on judicial precedent in MLS class. Lastly, at 8.00pm Contract Test. Can you imagine the hectic-ness of my life today? Of course not cause you are not going through it. However, some people might have had a more serious hectic day than mine cause surprisingly I am not tired. I am tired in physical terms but not mentally. It is surprising cause usually I will be mentally exhausted after a certain certain hectic day with all the tests and assignments. Thank God I am not mentally exhausted cause if it happen that I am, I would not be writing my blog right now. Nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To relate this post with the title of the entry I want to tell you people about my journey back home just now. After all the tests, me and friends decided to have a supper outside just to celebrate the TEMPORARY free-ness of mind. We went to Uncle K in SACC. It was cool, nice and definitely what we needed. Anyhow, I asked Iqa to help me send Shamira and As back to Mawar cause she is going that way and I am not cause it is nearer for me to go straight home rather than making a full turn all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way home, as usual I drove like nobody's business. I found out that I drove quite at a dangerous speed just now. Not going to tell the speed but it was at dangerous speed for my car. I drove at that particular/said speed until the batu tiga toll. Right after the toll I saw many many cars were stopped by the police for checking. THANK GODNESS I was not stopped by the police. I guess they only stopped all the racing cars cause all the cars looked like race cars. You know the one they use for illegal racing/ underground racing. All modified etc. Yeah! I guess the police had a raid for illegal racers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine if I were to be stopped there cause I was driving at 'A' speed before the toll. I don't know what I'm going to do. Guess I'll faint right away. LOL. Nah! What will happen if I were to be stopped? HAHA. making it worse when I am bad bad in lying to people especially someone with authority. Die man die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way. This is not something that I should be proud of cause it is not supposed to be a good example to amateur drivers or competent drivers. It took me only 6 minutes to reach home from Shah Alam just now. It was so much fun! Plus I think my stress are all GONE! Gone with the wind! LOL. Nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-7109091816233007695?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7109091816233007695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=7109091816233007695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7109091816233007695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/7109091816233007695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/were-you-stopped-by-police.html' title='Were You Stopped By The Police?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-5787463626893598481</id><published>2011-03-28T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:45:26.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Your Mouth, ladies</title><content type='html'>Greetings to all, Bonjour. Ca va?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moi, tres bien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meaning, I am great. I take what ever happened surrounds me as my inspirations to write on my blog. If you leave it just for me to write my life's story, nothing will come out cause I consider myself as having a boring life. Therefore, I take surroundings and people around me as my topic to write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My classes finished before 4pm today so I had a lot of time for myself and for other academic purposes including discussions and etc. I went back to Mawar to drop my friends' books and to get some of my books and clothes for tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Mawar, there is one 'mak cik' or aunt that sells Nasi Lemak and it is good. I can say that it is really good yet not expensive. Reasonable for students I must say. As I was waiting for my nasi lemak, I can see that the other girls were not polite to the mak cik. They are not obviously 'rude' but it is rude for me. To ask for something from an old people you need good language and polite. Its not use being rude and at the end you don't get what you want and hurting others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, be polite. Its not hard to be polite especially to older people than we are. That person need not be 10 years older than me but enough to call them as our elder brother or sister is good enough. Not just to people who are older than you but also to people who are at the same age. Long story short, be polite to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think one of the factors why these students are not polite towards the mak cik or pak cik or even the cleaner or anyone in their perspectives as not-a-high-class person will not be respected by them. WTH, right? My principle is easy: Be polite with EVERYONE so long as they are not rude to me. Once you are rude to me, you will regret it your whole life and that I guarantee. Not just rude but I will not even look at your face even though you are speaking to me. I mean it and it is real and it has happened before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be polite does not waste any of your time, it does not cost you a single cent and obviously does not sweat you. So, what is the very big deal not being polite? Try people. Try to be polite. Don't look down on people and be rude to them. They have feelings too and it definitely does not make good in your public relations/impressions. No no no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies, please be polite. I don't mean soft-fragile polite but it is respect-polite. You don't have to be all fluffy duffy and vulnerable. Just polite in your words and gestures. Talking about gestures. Being polite is not only from your mouth or words coming out of your mouth but also your gestures and your eyes. They play an important job in telling that you are mean or good. They tell others what you thinking and what your are feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I did mess up this morning's presentation. I laid my head down on the table as though I am going to sleep and thus it is a sign from me that I will not give response and at some point I don't respect you anymore. That is real. Facts. That is my fault and I am ready to take the blame out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last words from me is that to be polite no matter where you are and no matter who you are talking to. Just be polite and try not to hurt others feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-5787463626893598481?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5787463626893598481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5787463626893598481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5787463626893598481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5787463626893598481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/watch-your-mouth-ladies.html' title='Watch Your Mouth, ladies'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-435273856886481026</id><published>2011-03-28T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T20:03:14.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Wanna Marry You</title><content type='html'>By Bruno Mars&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; "&gt;It’s a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We’re looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,&lt;br /&gt;No one will know,&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if we’re trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,&lt;br /&gt;Shots of patron,&lt;br /&gt;And it’s on girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say no, no, no, no-no;&lt;br /&gt;Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll go, go, go, go-go.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re ready, like I’m ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We’re looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll go get a ring let the choir bells sing like oooh,&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;So whatcha wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just run girl.&lt;br /&gt;If we wake up and you wanna break up that’s cool.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t blame you;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say no, no, no, no-no;&lt;br /&gt;Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll go, go, go, go-go.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re ready, like I’m ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We’re looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say I do,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me right now baby,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me right now baby. x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;We’re looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or is it this dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna marry you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-435273856886481026?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/435273856886481026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=435273856886481026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/435273856886481026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/435273856886481026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-wanna-marry-you.html' title='I Think I Wanna Marry You'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-6500426499345628784</id><published>2011-03-28T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:54:33.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like you're less than, you are perfect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are PERFECT to me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6500426499345628784?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6500426499345628784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6500426499345628784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6500426499345628784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6500426499345628784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/perfect.html' title='Perfect'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1559639721853108986</id><published>2011-03-28T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:51:49.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You, Mr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;pre id="lyrics" style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre id="lyrics" style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre id="lyrics" style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cristian Castro&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;Una Cancion Para ti Lyrics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Como una flecha en el corazón Te me has&lt;br /&gt;quedado clavada en mi interior Por tu manera de&lt;br /&gt;ser por que eres niña y mujer Por que es&lt;br /&gt;tan dulce tu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que me alumbra de nuevo el sol Cuando me&lt;br /&gt;miran tus ojos Y al ver que me amas así de&lt;br /&gt;ser muy dentro de mi Esta canción para ti&lt;br /&gt;que dice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na Yo te dedico esta&lt;br /&gt;canción Nena por ser tan bella quiero&lt;br /&gt;entregarte todo mi amor Y esta canción par&lt;br /&gt;ti, y esta canción par ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres la luz que tanto espere La que me da una&lt;br /&gt;razón para soñar Mis alas para volar&lt;br /&gt;donde la luna y el mar se han hecho huella en tu&lt;br /&gt;piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ Find more Lyrics on &lt;a href="http://mp3lyrics.org/FIT" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://mp3lyrics.org/FIT&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo en tus ojos pude encontrar la vida que no&lt;br /&gt;tenia y cuando escucho tu voz son notas de una&lt;br /&gt;canción como un arrullo de amor que dice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na Yo te dedico esta&lt;br /&gt;canción Nena por ser tan bella quiero&lt;br /&gt;entregarte todo tu amor Y esta canción par&lt;br /&gt;ti... Yo te dedico esta canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena por ser tan bella quiero entregarte todo mi&lt;br /&gt;amor Y esta canción par ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na Y&lt;br /&gt;esta canción par ti... na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;yo te dedico esta canción Nena por ser tan&lt;br /&gt;bella quiero entregarte todo mi amor Y esta&lt;br /&gt;canción par ti... na na na na na na na yo&lt;br /&gt;te dedico esta canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena por ser tan bella quiero entregarte todo mi&lt;br /&gt;amor Y esta canción par ti... na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na yo te dedico esta canción Y esta&lt;br /&gt;canción par ti... na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na Nena por ser tan bella&lt;br /&gt;quiero entregarte todo mi amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1559639721853108986?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1559639721853108986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1559639721853108986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1559639721853108986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1559639721853108986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-you-mr.html' title='For You, Mr.'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1734236864842554596</id><published>2011-03-23T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:06:08.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is Always A First Time for Everything</title><content type='html'>The quotation above is so TRUE and yet it feels false when it is not always good. At some point of our life we will feel or experience something new and exciting (if so) and it is our first time doing it or having it. It is either good nice thing or otherwise. Pleasant or unpleasant. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is my first time today that I had a warning letter. To be more specific, a 'TRIBUNAL' letter. In BM, 'surat tatatertib'. While I am writing at this moment, I am listening to a song called 'Proud' from the soundtrack of the reality show 'The Biggest Loser'. One of the many sentences that I want to highlight is 'What have you done today to make you feel proud?'. Well, what have I done today that I can be proud of? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting a warning letter? Hell yeah! That is my first time. I told everyone with pride. LOL! The reasons are quite ridiculous if I must say. They are:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Bilik bersepah = Untidy room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Kasut bersepah = Slippers and shoes are not arranged properly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Tidak membayar barangan elektrik = Did not pay for electrical appliances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are only 3 reasons/ faults and we are given a 'tatatertib' letter. WTH, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess that is what I have done today that I can be proud of and I can tell my juniors about it. I bet that will be my number one story to the juniors. Well, I am going to start on my MLS assignment. See ya. Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1734236864842554596?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1734236864842554596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1734236864842554596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1734236864842554596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1734236864842554596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/there-is-always-first-time-for.html' title='There is Always A First Time for Everything'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-165135045657032933</id><published>2011-03-21T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:58:58.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Severe Breakdown</title><content type='html'>Third post of the day and I am going to stop after this entry. LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I had a severe breakdown since last Friday. The effect is that I don't want to go back to college. I prefer driving back-and-forth from home to college. I have no idea why and I don't even want to know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I just had a severe breakdown and meltdown and what ever downs exist in the dictionary. I just have the feeling that I DON'T want to go back and stay in college. I guess it's the surroundings and the people made me uncomfortable. I don't mean to offend anybody but that is true. I had some uncomfortable feelings with some of the tenants there and that I will not reveal who. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I am guessing that I am going to be back-and-forth from home to college this week until I feel that I am fully prepared for college after this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-165135045657032933?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/165135045657032933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=165135045657032933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/165135045657032933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/165135045657032933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/severe-breakdown.html' title='Severe Breakdown'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8480490500988628585</id><published>2011-03-21T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:50:46.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Happening and What is Going To Happen</title><content type='html'>These few days, I had done a research on my own. A NON-Important research. However, because of self-curiosity and want-to-know feeling, I made my own research and findings. I want to know what the other kids my age or older or even younger than me do on their leisure times. For me, I would do my unfinished work or even sleep or facebook or twitter online. That is me, how about others? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much, some will go to afternoon sleep and some would watch a movie or some may go out and have a swim or cycling or even playing any types of sports. Every individuals have their own hobbies and leisure times activities. Yes, so, that is why I carried out this mini little undercover work of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I once became a partly-regular chatters at one online chatting website and I will refer to it as K and yes, it was addicted. However, I stopped a few years ago. As I said, I carried out a little research of mine and the place of research was K. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class ended at 12.30pm this afternoon and I came back early in the evening so I had few hours of rest and leisure. Therefore, I began my research. I logged into K and there you go. With a girl's name as chatter's name there sure will be many guys coming in saying 'hi'. And so I began to entertain most of them. At my surprise, out of 20 have nudge me, probably 18 of them started with 'asl plz' or 'hi'. At further findings, 16 of them ended up asking me about whether I am an open minded girl or not. Open minded here as in 'am I ok with s*x talk'. Some of them don't even start with a greeting but straight away to some 'horny' words which of course I am not comfortable with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I did entertain further some of them just to get to know what they have done or not yet did. One of the chatters that I was chatting with even asked me whether I have had s*x before or not. And of course, an honest answer was given and straight away...Poof! Gone. I guess he only wants to talk to girls who have had s*x before. Wow! That's a surprised! Another guy sort of started with 'hi', 'how are you' then 'boleh tanyer sikit' and I know where this was going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another guy, he was asking whether I have had s*x before or not and then I asked him the same question and guess what he said, 'I tak kire'. Then I asked, 'wow, that must be more than one time'. He said 'yeah, ha ah lebih dari 5 kali pon'. I was stunned by the answer given by the other chatter. I mean. Wow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I was disappointed. Regardless of the fact that they had seriously done it or not I will still be disappointed cause whoever I was chatting with were all MALAYS. Young, Teenagers, Future-Leaders Malays. What will happen in the future. Yes, it is not all malay youngsters but what will happen to these group of teenagers? I know they might have the other side of the life and what ever that they are doing is just part of their free time activities. However, talking about s*x with strangers and admitting you have had it several times does not give a good impression to other people. Well, maybe to some who are in the same category. But, truly I was disappointed with my findings cause it ain't pleasant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about morals and civic of a MALAY who are not supposed to have s*x before marriage and found out that a bunch of Malay youngsters are doing right now as you are reading and I am typing. It is just devastating. Who are to blame, then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, people. I don't know what to say for my last line but truly, remember who you are and don't forget your roots and your principles in life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8480490500988628585?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8480490500988628585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8480490500988628585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8480490500988628585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8480490500988628585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-happening-and-what-is-going-to.html' title='What is Happening and What is Going To Happen'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8995006392656151375</id><published>2011-03-21T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:24:34.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Popped Out</title><content type='html'>Hey uolls.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! An idea just popped out of my hear a few moments ago. That is why I am blogging about this right away. Just watched Kimora Lee Simmons: Life in The Fab Lane and there was an event held by her Fabulosity team that was a Flash Mob. Of course, a norm of KLS show is that there will be chaos before the whole event came out with a BANG! So, yeah. There was a few ups and downs in the whole show. Well, I really want to talk about here is the Flash Mob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The era of flash mob is increasing as time passed us by. It is pretty much becomes a 'thing' in the world. I saw a flash mob on Glee, Single Ladies flash mob and many others and it is the THING now. So does in KLS where they did it with a FABULOUS glitz all over them, exagerating, i know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I was wondering. What if UiTM held the same event. How cool can that be, right? A flash mob of UiTM students somewhere at the big hall or something. Right? It'll be so cool! It is going to be an awesome one! You know there is this big space at Menara. Though it is not that big but big enough for the flash mob. I mean, flash mob need to be held somewhere that people are going to hang around and the participants pretending at first not as the group then joined in. OMG! It will be so soo cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have posted this idea as my status at Facebook and I specifically put Law Soc in my status. I hope some or even one of them will notice my status so that they will put that in mind. OMG! Soo, cool!!! Just imagine! Huh. Just the Law Faculty students will do. We will ROCK UiTM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8995006392656151375?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8995006392656151375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8995006392656151375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8995006392656151375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8995006392656151375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-popped-out.html' title='Just Popped Out'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1619646040389276083</id><published>2011-03-20T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:46:17.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reminiscence in Me</title><content type='html'>Hey ya! Hey yo! Hey buddy! Hey girl!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take all the Heys that you want and add it up above. LOL! It has been a very busy and tiring week for all of us. For me, of course. I had just finished typing out Contract Assignment. Printed. DONE! Yes. That one is finally done and collected! Yezza! Bravo to all other group members; Cartaz, As, Shamira and Lynn. We made it!! Unfortunately, the burden is not yet over. We have to present our case/assignment to the lecturer tomorrow. I don't know how are we going to do that tomorrow but I have the feeling that we will survive tomorrow's war. I have that feeling but feeling is just a feeling. Whatever happens tomorrow will be in God's hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is merely a mooting concept. You submit your written submission then your oral submission. Man! All mooting. We are going into the mooting mode, ladies and gentlemen! Be precise, be collected, be calm and most important be ready and be knowledgeable. Without knowledge you won't win your case and so does not surviving it. Its all in the mind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a CTU test tomorrow and as usual, I HAVE DONE NOTHING!! I have not read a single thing. Oh, maybe a SINGLE thing but not everything. I admit that I have just read the first chapter which is the concept of civilisation. I have another 2 chapters to read and absorb. I can read it with ease but absorb every single thing said there. I am not a SCANNER as admitted by my dearly friends. Plus, I just ate Twisties this morning. That would affect me BADLY! Gosh...Why did I do that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CTU is basically what I have learnt back in secondary school. Literally everything that has been taught back to the old days. However, as a normal person, we need refreshers. I don't remember every thing taught back then. Don't talk about last 2 years, even last year's topic I have forgotten most of them. Ask me about social psychology or economics, I will not give your the right answer. Trust me! I don't remember a single thing back then. So, I hope I'll be able to finish reading every topics and every single words plus absorbing it and memorizing it. Lastly, I hope I will be able to answer the questions tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way, I have finished doing the French Expose yesterday. Woahhh. what a relieved I had yesterday. Finally, finished! My topic was Jennifer Lopez and she is so dang gorgeous in American Idol Season 10. If you haven't had the chance to watch American Idol, WATCH IT! Even if you don't like the contestant, watch it because Jennifer is the judge. Her clothes are seriously to-die-for. Man. She is just G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S! Well, Steven Tyler ain't bad himself! LOL. So, that is why I chose to do the expose about Jennifer Lopez. One, is because she is the new judge of American Idol. Two, is because she is just plain gorgeous. Three, because I adore and love her so much! Te Amo! LOL! (emo much?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the contestants ain't bad themselves. I love the talent in Casey Abrahams. I love Stefano and Toscano! YAY to them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I think I have had enough of writing today's post. I am going to move on to my CTU studies. See you guys soon aite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1619646040389276083?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1619646040389276083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1619646040389276083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1619646040389276083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1619646040389276083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/reminiscence-in-me.html' title='The Reminiscence in Me'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4665016331996349337</id><published>2011-03-15T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:06:48.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bruno Mars is coming to Malaysia!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;AHHHHH!!!!!HHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;10TH APRIL 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PWTC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.30PM TILL LATE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, the cheap tickets are sold out. The only tickets left are the rm 259.00 and I am not willing to spend that much of a money just to watch a concert. No way hose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, what should I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I am waiting for free tickets which I really hope I will get! Please Please Please!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4665016331996349337?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4665016331996349337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4665016331996349337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4665016331996349337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4665016331996349337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/bruno-mars.html' title='Bruno Mars'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-3652549090666621113</id><published>2011-03-14T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:54:29.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan Tsunami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.blogcritics.org/11/03/11/154787/japan-tsunami-2011%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 443px; height: 302px;" src="http://static.blogcritics.org/11/03/11/154787/japan-tsunami-2011%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is being warned that the tsunami happened in Japan may affect the whole world badly because the nuclear plant there might explode and you know what will happen if a nuclear plant was to explode. Another DISASTER. I just received a text from Iffah updating about the tsunami happened there. The text says :-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"BBCFlasNews: Japan government confirms radiation leak at Fukushima nuclear plants. Asian countries should take necessary precautions. Remain indoor first 24 hours. Close doors and windows. Swab neck skin with betadine where thyroid area is, radiation hits thyroid first. Take extra precaution, radiation may hit Philippine at starting 4pm today."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, be careful everyone. Make sure you take good care of yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for Japan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-3652549090666621113?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3652549090666621113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=3652549090666621113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3652549090666621113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/3652549090666621113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/japan-tsunami.html' title='Japan Tsunami'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-8466315458500327372</id><published>2011-03-14T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:32:44.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax and Cool Ain't Me No More Part 2</title><content type='html'>Continue from the previous post...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The speech about the fire drill thigy wasn't that great. It was part of a boring event held here in Mawar but it is beneficial though if you really really listen to it. Unfortunately, I didn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was saying about the tremendous pressure I am feeling right now. The pressure starts to get worse when I received my first test mark this morning. It was low and by low I do mean low. It was not something that I could be proud of. Yes, it is only the first test but still it is important. Plus, I realised that I am not that ready for Contract Final Exam. I can tell that I can survive Tort or even MLS but not Contract. I am still struggling for Contract. Its just so dang hard and I don't know whether I can or can't do for contract. I am afraid I am just underestimating myself but what if that is the truth? What if I really can't do it? What if...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words don't mean anything if we don't act upon it. I know that. Nothing will happen if we only say things that we want to do but don't do it. Without an action nothing goes. No matter how big how huge how fabulous you say about something that you 'want' to do but if you don't start acting, all the huge things will never work on its own. You yourself need to act and initiate the whole action. Whatever it is, you have to start it. The fire won't get bigger if there was no small fire. Get it? The small fire is the small steps that you take so that it can get bigger as time comes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same goes with your studies and that I believe. If you just SAY that you want to study but you didn't take you butt of your bed, nothing will get into your head. The words and the knowledge won't get into your head without you shoving it in. This is an advice for everyone including me CHANGE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop blabbering and talking and start ACTING!!! Do what you say, you'll get what you want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-8466315458500327372?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8466315458500327372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=8466315458500327372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8466315458500327372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/8466315458500327372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/relax-and-cool-aint-me-no-more-part-2.html' title='Relax and Cool Ain&apos;t Me No More Part 2'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2683779356380409716</id><published>2011-03-14T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:05:22.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax and Cool Ain't Me No More</title><content type='html'>I am really really feeling the pressure right now. I don't know whether it is still manageable or I might explode one of the days. People haven't seen me explode and I hope they will not cause it won't be pretty. It'll be pretty bad. I myself have no idea what to expect cause apparently I have no experience in emotions explosion. So far I have never scolded anyone and I have never really really exploded with anyone. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I just found out that I might be in Law Asia Moot Competition 2011 in August which I am very excited for, don't get me wrong. Its just that I am in great pressure and stress right now. I am really looking forward towards that competition. YAY. Finally. However, IT HAS NOT BEEN OFFICIAL yet so I am putting my hope high but not TOO high. You know how I will get like when I put too high hopes on something. I'll get really devastated, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, why am I in great pressure? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I have moot problem to research on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, I have contract assignment to do a research on and deadline is on 21st March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three, I have MLS test on thursday morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four, I have CTU test on Monday next week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth, I have Frech video to be posted by next monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixth, Just found out about Law Asia. So, preparing for the stress that is coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be continued..... I am going for Fire Drill something-something. Will be back soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2683779356380409716?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2683779356380409716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2683779356380409716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2683779356380409716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2683779356380409716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/relax-and-cool-aint-me-no-more.html' title='Relax and Cool Ain&apos;t Me No More'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-4862634753275839293</id><published>2011-03-13T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:29:50.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm Of Love</title><content type='html'>Hello, Bonjour,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you guys/girls doing? Good? Hope all of are doing just fine. Before I proceed with my entry let us take a moment to remember or to give our respects to the Japanese people who are currently in devastating state due to Tsunami hit on 11/3/11. Let us pray that it won't get worse but just get better after this. It is just so sad to see a beautiful country like Japan been hit by a tsunami. According to the news, so far there are over a 1000 people killed and are expected to get higher. The magnitude of 8.9 had caused a massive tsunami hitting Sendai and Northeast of Japan plus a massive fire at the oil refinery in Japan. People are stranded at the offices and at train station because there are just no way back to the houses. So, let us pray and hope for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on to the most HAPPY part of the week. MY COUSIN JUST GOT MARRIED!! Yay! Love love love. Congratulations to Hartini Zainal Azam and Imran Nor Imran for finally being together as a MARRIED COUPLE! SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU! Hope that we will get beautiful Tini-Imran offsprings and please be fast. We miss kids running all around the house. Its just about time. The event went on very smoothly and that goodness for the rain where it started as the event has finished. Thank God for that! Just imagine if the rain started during the event, it'll be chaotic, I'll tell you. So, yay for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful yet teary day for me. I can say that she is the closest cousin and I basically knows everything about her and she knows everything about me. We are so dang close and I always and will always refer her as MY SISTER. There will be no more of me 'lepaking' in her room anymore cause that is a 'no-no' place now. So sad yet I am very happy cause she finally found the one! Yay for you, sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my college life, it is kinda chaotic for the moment. I almost cried during my contract test and it was only a test and not a major final paper. I cannot remember a single case and my concept for the whole question was down the drain. It went all the way to the dumpster. My life is kinda tiring nowadays but thank god it is still manageable and I hope it won't be worse that now. The stress level is increasing day by day as it is getting pretty new to final and we are not even close with finishing the syllabus. I am SCARED! Scared of not coping up with the stress. Scared for not coping up with the syllabus and scared for not maintaining my pointer. I am under a tremendous stress in maintaining my pointer. No one is putting the stress on me but me myself. It is hard when you have such a high expectations on yourself and you are putting all the stress on your shoulder. It should not be that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on to moot story. I just received a call from Farhan saying that me, Farhan and Dayang are in ONE team for LAW ASIA 2011. YAY! Finally! But, I am not so sure whether I will be the front liner or just the solicitor. Looking at the people in my team I have the feeling that I will be the solicitor one more time. Sad, isn't it? Well, I'll get my chances later. Not to worry I guess. However, I am still hoping that I will get the frontliner job cause that is what I aimed for. It is still a long way to go though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am going back to college tomorrow. Need to Don't want to if I can. Supposedly, I have to go back today to send my things to college but I am so dang lazy to drive all the way to Shah Alam and back to PJ. So, tomorrow it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I am working on an assignment by Mr. Helmi that is regarding the applicability of the Contracts Act 1950 in online agreement. I am looking for informations by reading and reading and reading. No wonder people say that law is a reading thing. There are loads and loads or reading for this course. And so, I am just plain reading and reading until I get what I want. And I hope my buddies are doing the same too cause without their help I may not succeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-4862634753275839293?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4862634753275839293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=4862634753275839293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4862634753275839293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/4862634753275839293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/rhythm-of-love.html' title='Rhythm Of Love'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1138263781886419948</id><published>2011-03-03T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:08:34.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Library</title><content type='html'>This is my fourth time here in ptar2. My first time was overwhelmed by the collection of books they have here. They provide one floor just for law students. You can find any kind of law-related books here. Though it is a complete yet comfortable place to be, they aren't many students who are willing to take it for their own benefits. I admit, i am not here often either so myself could be blamed for it.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Its just to my concern that I want to know exactly what is the percentage of students who really do use library to the fullest. I don't think it  is 100%, like duh.. referring to current status in the library, it couldn't be a 100%. Perhaps 80%? I dont know. It might be more or less. Never know.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Besides that, what are the difference between the culture in the library in Malaysia and USA for example? I myself haven't had a chance to step into a library in the US but i bet its different.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Students here are unaware or perhaps take light regarding ethics in library. Forget about the noisiness and the talking cause that are obvious No-No that is practiced by Malaysians.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; A few days ago, i went to the library and saw some disturbing stuff going on in front of my eyes. I mean, come on! U know that we are majority malays here and we have our dos and don'ts. So behave appropriately people.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; If you want to show your love and affection to your partner, be it just between you both  and not for public view. You know what i am talking about, right.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So, people behave appropriately in the library. Respect others and you will be respected by others.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Love,  &lt;br/&gt; MARL!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1138263781886419948?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1138263781886419948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1138263781886419948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1138263781886419948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1138263781886419948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/library.html' title='Library'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-6588798557945036811</id><published>2011-03-02T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:48:40.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100% Cintaku</title><content type='html'>Now listening to Cinta 100% by Mas Idayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps,&lt;br /&gt;Long time No see! Yeah! Sorry for not updating my blog for such a long long long time! Haven't had sufficient time to update. Life is kinda starting to get pretty hectic these few days. Haven't had so much time to wander around and do other things other than read and read and read. I am still in a controlled manner. I can still control my time and my activities  and I hope it would not change until the end of the semester. I really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what I am up to now? These are my list-to-do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Moot question needs to be discussed and do research on. Meeting starting this Friday. Afternoon till late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Contract assignment due 21st March 2011. Things-to-do:- research and read cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MLS presentation. Though I am in the last group, I still have to prepare on things and do research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Contract test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kesatria test end of march or early April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Juggling time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list above is not complete, FYI! There are loads more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are required to pass up our College activity card back to the college admin and we are supposed to have many coupons so that it would not be a problem to ask for a room next semester. But, guess how many of those coupons that I have, 4! ONLY 4 where other people have 15/11/16 coupons and I only have 4! That guarantees me a spot OUTSIDE college, that's for sure. It is a clear cut that I am not going to get a room in college. Poor me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have to start looking for a place to stay for next semester. Some might just ask me to stay home and go back and forth from Kelana Jaya to Shah Alam  but I am not in favour of that. It is TIRING and I am sure that it takes alot more effort that I have to give now. I bet! So, it is appropriate and more likely to be easier if I find someplace near UiTM Shah Alam so that it will be easier for me to get involve in faculty's activities, if any. Staying home is not easy. I tried for 2 weeks stayed at home and I am not cut to stay home during college time cause I am kinda active in societies which require me to stay and come home late night. So, I don't like to give impressions to my neighbours that I am a late-home-comer. It's not nice for me nor it is nice to my family, especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, I went home at 2 in the morning. Just imagine the danger me driving alone late night and the impression I gave to the neighbours. So, that's not cool. I prefer if I stay out somewhere near to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of college story. Moving on to CRUSHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HO Mah GOD! New crush, ya'lls! I don't know his name I don't know what part is he in and I know NOTHING about that guy but he is CUTE! He is not skinny, He is not tough, He is not 'short'. He is tall, very fair, chubby (hugable). Grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crushes always changing and once I get the ONE, all crushes will just go by. Cheeeeewaaaaahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I miss MATTEO and guess what.... I AM A COMPETENT DRIVER!!! NO MORE 'P'!!&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES YES! No one can say anything about my 'P' anymore (ehem...Iffah and Becka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Matteo has a new sticker on him. 'Faculty of Law' from LawSoc. So, COMEL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, that's it for this post. There are many other things to be done! Chiaow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MARL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-6588798557945036811?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6588798557945036811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=6588798557945036811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6588798557945036811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/6588798557945036811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/100-cintaku.html' title='100% Cintaku'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-2337197321744715908</id><published>2011-02-02T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:23:48.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(9, 26, 26); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;How I wish I can tell you how I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;How I wish I know what you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;How I wish I have the guts to tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;How I wish I have the guts to ask you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is I don't have the courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of the people surrounding you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not used to all of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, I don't know how it works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not used to all of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, I don't know what I'm feeling exactly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not used to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, I don't know how to start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not used to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, I don't know what to expect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-2337197321744715908?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2337197321744715908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=2337197321744715908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2337197321744715908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/2337197321744715908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/02/untitled-part-2.html' title='Untitled (Part 2)'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-858758658672451757</id><published>2011-01-31T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:39:41.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expensive People</title><content type='html'>Man, I guess I am an expensive person. Gosh! Especially regarding my hair. &lt;div&gt;Its like hundreds of ringgit I spend for my hair. Literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the treatment and to maintain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I don't want to stop cause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A woman's hair is her tiara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-858758658672451757?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/858758658672451757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=858758658672451757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/858758658672451757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/858758658672451757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/01/expensive-people.html' title='Expensive People'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-5362398039868738582</id><published>2011-01-31T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:15:41.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you Realised?</title><content type='html'>Do you realised that today is the last day of January?&lt;div&gt;How time passed very fast right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like it was just yesterday that I entered UiTM but without conscience(is this the right word?) it has been a month. WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be looking forward for a greater February! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-5362398039868738582?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5362398039868738582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=5362398039868738582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5362398039868738582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/5362398039868738582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-you-realised.html' title='Do you Realised?'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-779053839989522589.post-1963272450065568702</id><published>2011-01-31T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:10:47.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVE my new blog layout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So chic, So elegant, So sophisticated, So colourful, So cheerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So FRENCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/779053839989522589-1963272450065568702?l=marlwantsmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1963272450065568702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=779053839989522589&amp;postID=1963272450065568702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1963272450065568702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/779053839989522589/posts/default/1963272450065568702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marlwantsmore.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-it.html' title='Love It'/><author><name>MARL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14454245366871078901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_39nxMWGDxDg/S_EXtDIYGjI/AAAAAAAAAl0/LK9QfRJfzOk/S220/Snapshot_20100517_8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
