<?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-7087447239124148238</id><updated>2011-09-07T23:11:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La confession publique</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1035441824463992883</id><published>2010-12-11T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T11:54:39.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive moved to Tumblr :) link me up! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.sobershoutout.tumblr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1035441824463992883?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1035441824463992883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/12/ive-moved-to-tumblr-link-me-up-www.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1035441824463992883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1035441824463992883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/12/ive-moved-to-tumblr-link-me-up-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1297476549484937147</id><published>2010-10-15T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T00:33:10.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back up off me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Small update for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I consider it small because nothing much has been going on in my life lately so it's going to be short and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Had lunch with the tuition mates in Hilton KL on Tuesday. Finally got the chance to talk and catch up with each other. Then followed Yana to test drive the new Volks Golf GTI. Well I did the test drive for her. Kinda weird though considering that she's the one getting it for her birthday. Then went back to her house to just talk. Called Is and Haniff too because it wouldn't be fun without them. Talked for quite some time on her swing right above her pond like water feature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Other than that I've just been sitting at home and doing practically nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Classes are starting soon so I'm pretty excited about that. Definitely not excited about the results so let's just put it there.&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/7087447239124148238-1297476549484937147?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1297476549484937147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-up-off-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1297476549484937147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1297476549484937147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-up-off-me.html' title='Back up off me'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5464057924733645459</id><published>2010-10-10T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:57:54.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea I went there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sometimes I don't know why I put up with matters that just annoy my brains. I mean, having people not replying my texts and thinking that it's fine. And when they do feel like texting me, I reply without even mentioning my frustration to them. I also don't know why I keep accepting bullshit from other people. Why do I let people tell me what to do. Tell me where to go and how to behave and what not. What do they have on me? It's not like they own me. I can practically tell them to push off but i wonder I never do so. It's like I take it in and never let any out. I shall learn to not be softy. I'm going to tell people to push off. To back the hell up off me. I shall not be owned by anyone. I am an individual and most important I am Fitri :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm planned to go out tomorrow but I'm thinking of canceling. I sometimes find that other people don't know how to appreciate me. It's like I do so much and what I get is probably nothing. Maybe a scold here and there. And it's somehow getting me really pissed right now. I find it bloody annoying that people these days do as they please. Just because they're having a bad day they can take it out on me. Just because they have problems, they think it's fine to drag me in it too. I'm pissed. Yes I am pissed at you.&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/7087447239124148238-5464057924733645459?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5464057924733645459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/10/yea-i-went-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5464057924733645459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5464057924733645459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/10/yea-i-went-there.html' title='Yea I went there.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4109486411070204143</id><published>2010-10-10T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T13:45:22.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmhhhmmmm :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/TLFRykU0mFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/vrpjyQzIFAE/s1600/tumblr_l82xi1h0Ji1qdxk32o1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/TLFRykU0mFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/vrpjyQzIFAE/s320/tumblr_l82xi1h0Ji1qdxk32o1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526288146946627666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Everyone is moving to Tumblr. Why? I don't know why. Maybe it's newer and people find it more amusing. But the thing is, they don't really blog on tumblr. They just reblog a photo from a different blog and add in a small caption and call it a day. Hello! Even i can do it. But i won't. I just visit those tumblr blogs so i can copy them funny pictures :D i loike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I promised myself that i'm gonna start blogging again starting this week. I shall start where I left off and hopefully get into a nice rhythm. As for now, i'm going off to the last Raya open house this year. It's my neighbours open house. The only reason i'm going is to hopefully find satay and maybe duit raya. Yes i need all that i can get. My lifestyle is getting really expensive and i'm not even near proud of it. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/7087447239124148238-4109486411070204143?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4109486411070204143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/10/mmhhhmmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4109486411070204143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4109486411070204143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/10/mmhhhmmmm.html' title='Mmhhhmmmm :)'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/TLFRykU0mFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/vrpjyQzIFAE/s72-c/tumblr_l82xi1h0Ji1qdxk32o1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-9208500908530461048</id><published>2010-08-13T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:36:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That was just a phase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Im going to try to start blogging again. I must say it hasn't been easy but I shall try again for the sake of my writing. I mean, it's good practice anyway. Plus, having a place to pour out all your feelings isn't a bad thing after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've been feeling very random these past few days, it's probably due to the fact that fasting just started and might I say it hasn't been easy. I mean, i've been having frequent headaches and it just annoys me when I can't do anything about it other than sleep which is merely impossible with classes all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The stress of class, assignments and exams have also started to kick in. I have about a month or so to pull myself together and buck up. I need to do better than before just to prove myself basically that I can do better if I just put in a little bit more effort. Hmmm effort. I hate that word. Even saying it feels heavy and hard. HAH! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So anyway, tomorrow is going to be a saturday. I am planning on going out with Natasha tomorrow but we don't know where to go. It's like we have gone everywhere and we practically have nowhere left to go. Kuala Lumpur please build a new shopping complex somewhere and make it really big which may take 3 days to finish one whole round :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm off.&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/7087447239124148238-9208500908530461048?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/9208500908530461048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-was-just-phase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/9208500908530461048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/9208500908530461048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-was-just-phase.html' title='That was just a phase.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5665798430118832205</id><published>2010-07-15T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:10:45.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I 've been trying to start blogging again but I can't seem to get any ideas out of my head. I start typing then suddenly my mind goes blank and the post becomes a draft. Then eventually the idea just drifts away. Draft drifting wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Life has been pretty unexpected lately. I've been facing ups and downs all week. Good things happen, then bad things happen. It's somewhat the only cycle of life which I'm not really fond off. But I guess some balance in life is not all bad. I mean, being happy all the time can be a little annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lately I've been seeing true friends and fake friends choose their sides. I've reached a point where I don't really care anymore. I want to be surrounded with people that support me. That comfort me. Those who constantly torment me into doing things for them, that is not a friend at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I also want to live my life. I want my life to be how I live it. I don't want to be tied down. I want to feel unlimited. As for right now. I'm just living. Please don't interrupt me. &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/7087447239124148238-5665798430118832205?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5665798430118832205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/07/living-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5665798430118832205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5665798430118832205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/07/living-life.html' title='living a life'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5930439313875003001</id><published>2010-07-14T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T00:58:09.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Life has really been uneven lately. So much have been going on and there is nothing that I can seem to keep up with. It's like I try and I try but nothing seems to be working. You know how people say that you can never try enough, but I am at a point where I'm getting sick of trying. Why am I always the one that has to try? Why can't someone else try for once. I don't see them try as hard as I am. They're just taking the easy way out. So that is why I'm saying this now. I'm done. I'm done with trying. I'm done with trying to be this person that you want me to be. I'm done trying to constantly fix what's broken just so things don't go too far. I'm done trying to pull you back to the ground when you fly too high. I'm just done trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I know I don't blog much these days but this is just something I can't hold in anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You can be happy with your life. In order for me to be happy. I have to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Screw you by the way.&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/7087447239124148238-5930439313875003001?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5930439313875003001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/07/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5930439313875003001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5930439313875003001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/07/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-2128353041651653709</id><published>2010-05-03T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T02:17:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25);  line-height: 19px; font-family:Palatino, Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I have not been writing for quite some time. Well it’s due to my crazy schedules and the horrendous amount of assignments waiting to be done. I mean, I can’t seem to catch a break anywhere. Though this is to be expected since my major finals are just around the corner but hey, I am nowhere near mentally nor physically prepared for this. I’ve been sleeping late everyday just so I can get by on the work that has to be done. Nowadays, sleep is like a luxury. It’s no longer a necessity. Now that is one messed up world right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Anyway, did absolutely nothing during the weekends. Was trapped in the house for 3 straight days, yes counting Friday since I had no class. I started working on my 15 page essay, my poster designs and my flash project. Oh wait, screw that flash project. I have done nothing for that one, and I ain’t planning to start on it anytime soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Started on my essay on Saturday. Had a good start by brainstorming some ideas for the actual topic. After getting a few, I tried googling them to make sure that those topics were easy to find information about. So after maybe 3 to 4 hours. Nothing seemed to be giving back. I mean, All the topics that I had in a list were impossible to find information on. Are my topics that over the top? or is google just losing it’s mojo these days. sigh. So all that hard work eventually brought me back to square one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Then today which is a Sunday, parents went back to Malacca for the house renovations and what not. I stayed home. Alone might I add. My sister went back to campus early because she needed to get a head start on studying and my brother as usual went out with his girlfriend. So I was at home alone the whole day. It was not that I did not want to go out. I just had too much work and it just felt wrong to leave all that and have fun. For sure if I did leave, none of what’s done now will be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So yeah, tomorrow is a Monday and I’m excited for it. We’re finally picking a date to present our english media based production. Other than that, i’m still waiting for my lecturer to reply my email that I sent her today. I’m guessing she doesn’t check her mail after 8 eh? Interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;By the way, this week is going to be packed with activities. We figured that our lives are going to change pretty soon so we might as well make the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-2128353041651653709?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/2128353041651653709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/05/enjoy-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2128353041651653709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2128353041651653709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/05/enjoy-moment.html' title='Enjoy the moment.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-179867821450317063</id><published>2010-04-28T09:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:57:12.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever is so overrated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm feeling a teeny bit under the weather. Been having very little sleep lately and my head just feels like it's about to explode. Found out something shocking yesterday that maybe making the rest of my years in multimedia university the perfect recipe for disaster. Shall not mention it here since it's not finalized but hear this, even if it was finalized. I'd still not mention it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess things change for a reason. Gosh! another episode of change. I'm not sure whether I can handle this much change in a year. There is a part of me that feels nothing. But another part of me feels like I'm losing something big. Literally and technically speaking. But maybe it's for the best, we'll just look at the cup half full rather than half empty. We should use the time we have left to make up the times that we're going to lose. Trust me guys. This is not the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Period!&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/7087447239124148238-179867821450317063?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/179867821450317063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/forever-is-so-overrated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/179867821450317063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/179867821450317063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/forever-is-so-overrated.html' title='Forever is so overrated.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8267692302375089428</id><published>2010-04-26T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:25:26.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dis.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(25, 25, 25);  line-height: 19px; font-family:Palatino, Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today’s word is disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, that is what i’m feeling right now. I’m feeling very disappointed with myself and the situation i’m in now. Everything is not going as planned and it’s getting me really frustrated. I don’t know why i’m not able to take control of all these situations. It’s slowly draining me physically and mentally. I need help. Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Due to all this. I’ve been having these random mood swings lately. Is everyday counted random? I have this big grudge against the world. Yes, it’s no longer against a person or a thing. It’s the world. I feel like life is purposely giving me all these tasks to handle with so little time on my side. And when a certain task is not carried out properly. I’ll just blame the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes. You can see where the disappointment comes in. So that explains why i’m feeling so disappointed right now. Many things are not going as planned and there is definitely no room for a re-do. How depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have tons of assignments to be done and I have not even started on any of it. How joyful is that? The main plan was to start today but it failed miserably. I totally forgot my papers in the car and now that it’s about to rain. I might as well enjoy the night before I really start on my assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss you by the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8267692302375089428?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8267692302375089428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/dis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8267692302375089428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8267692302375089428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/dis.html' title='Dis.....'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1698415766869565795</id><published>2010-04-25T01:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:12:15.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is definitely the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love how I used to sound. I love the sincerity that I had in my sentences. I love how everything was just fine and there was nothing really major to think about. I want to feel that way again. I want to feel free again. Free from all these ruthless emotions. Well hey guess what? Today is the day I make that transition. I am shaking it all of. I am throwing out the bad and bringing in the good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For starters, I am going to finally accept that things have changed and I'm okay with it. Like seriously. A person told me that bestfriends don't need to see each other everyday to be close. They are just close inevitably. So read that Tunku Zafirah! We will always be BESTFRIENDS FOREVER EVER! don't you forget that :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm also mending broken relationships with people. I need all the good I can get. I'm going to live a simple life. Not too much frills. I've been getting that a lot lately. Since I've been hanging out with my classmates from college. They have taught me that living a simple life is not all bad. You have yourself surrounded with good people, have a healthy life and portray a positive outlook of yourself. You don't need to have a fancy car, diamond rings on all five fingers, designer clothing that costs more than your monthly pay or a membership at the most expensive turf club in the city. Those are the things we think we need, but it's actually what we want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We need simplicity. I'm going for simplicity nowadays. What more can I wish for? I believe that when you set the bar at such a high standard at such a young age, you'll have trouble maintaining and evolving to be better when you're older. I mean, yea sure being rich is nice but what's important is enjoying life doing exactly what we love to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm starting today. I'm making today the point where I turn around. I'm setting my priorities straight. I'm living a simple life and enjoying all the great things that life has to offer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1698415766869565795?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1698415766869565795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-how-i-used-to-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1698415766869565795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1698415766869565795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-how-i-used-to-sound.html' title='Today is definitely the day.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4391578126432162187</id><published>2010-04-24T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:58:18.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S9J6WJn3RiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/i8B98h_IDJA/s1600/20090316133116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S9J6WJn3RiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/i8B98h_IDJA/s400/20090316133116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463563818912663074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-4391578126432162187?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4391578126432162187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/enough-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4391578126432162187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4391578126432162187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/enough-said.html' title='enough said.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S9J6WJn3RiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/i8B98h_IDJA/s72-c/20090316133116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8118361633186164457</id><published>2010-04-23T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:06:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shorttalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The past is meant to stay in the past and the future is where I need to look at. I've been so cautious in mending the past, I forgot to take care of my future. Well that is no more. From now on, I am making me my top priority. Everyone comes after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;By the way, Your guts disgusts 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/7087447239124148238-8118361633186164457?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8118361633186164457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/shorttalk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8118361633186164457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8118361633186164457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/04/shorttalk.html' title='shorttalk'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8218729061576057620</id><published>2010-02-24T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:02:40.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling that a lot of people have something against me these days. I wonder what it is. And it just thrills me to find out :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, assignment submission today went pretty well. I'm happy to say that my lecturer liked what I had and she said I can continue with it YAY! However, Something did spoil my mood. There was this BITCH. She maybe felt like she was hot and pretty and all the guys go ga-ga over her. Her name was like number 54 on the list but she actually went in earlier for god knows why. She was smiling and giggling to the person who was suppose to go in. I mean hello, You can take your fake little chanel bag and flirty cute attitude and go to hell. She felt like she was so much better than us. The best part was, my friend did not even allow her to go in. HELLO! it's bad enough you're wearing fake, now you're being rude? double trouble I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, dramatic much? haha well that's just me. Who would I be without a little drama :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8218729061576057620?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8218729061576057620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8218729061576057620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8218729061576057620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-2312913011675650858</id><published>2010-02-09T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:28:03.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;hate on me hater, now or later. Cause I'm gonna do me, don't be mad baby. Go ahead and hate on me hater. What I got I paid for, You can hate on me SUCKER!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-2312913011675650858?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/2312913011675650858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/02/hate-on-me-hater-now-or-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2312913011675650858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2312913011675650858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/02/hate-on-me-hater-now-or-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6681961904374941850</id><published>2010-02-02T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:44:06.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I sing the happy song?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ahh, the second day to a new semester. To my surprise, the only class of the day which is English got cancelled. Yes how interesting is that? First cancelled class of the semester. Somethings really don't change haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let's see, woke up pretty late because I had problems sleeping last night. I blame the darkness because it just freaks me out a little. I'm not afraid of the darkness, I just don't like not knowing where everything is. Whereas in my own room, I practically know where everything is so being in the dark is okay for me. Other than that, the heat over there is excruciating. I literally slept in sweat last night. I only fully dozed off at around 3 or 4. Had a late lunch because it was hot. After lunch I decided to leave cyber and drive home. Yes I am now at home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I saw Izzat at the parking lot today when I was getting ready to go for lunch. He said hi and asked whether I had classes today so I answered no. Talking to him was nice although it was a brief one. Well since we haven't been talking to each other lately. We've not been so close since semester 1 ended and it never got better from there. So I hope it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I also hope this whole thing with Liyl blows off too. Yes, for those who don't know, Liyl and I have not been on speaking terms since semester 1 for god knows what. I did apologize and I'll do it again now. I'm sorry if I may have done anything that might of hurt or offended you. Really really sorry. There I said it, it's counted in front of everyone since many people read my blog. But if you still can't seem to forgive me then I have nothing else to say. I'm not gonna question your own principles. I think we had a funny friendship. We got to skype once though :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Design Fundamental is at 9 tomorrow and look what i'm doing. I'm playing doctor phil HAHA. I should go now before the clock strikes 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-6681961904374941850?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6681961904374941850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-i-sing-happy-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6681961904374941850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6681961904374941850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-i-sing-happy-song.html' title='Can I sing the happy song?'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3718138850003860565</id><published>2010-01-31T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:49:21.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today marks the end of my lovely one-week holiday. Yes it was only for a week, I just made extra ones before that because I am cool that way :) So yeah, tomorrow will be the beginning of trimester 3 which I am not really looking forward to. You ask why? Well this is because my classes are on all 5 days of the week which is practically gets a big fat BOO from me. 5 days of classes mean I won't be able to come home in the middle of the week. Which for me sucks balls. I just like being at home. So deal with it! My results are also coming out soon and it's really freaking me out. I have a feeling my english will be fine HOPEFULLY!. But I'm more freaked out on Computer Graphics. I mean that paper was literally hell. I'm just hoping my coursework is able to push my marks higher to at least pass. AHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, Zaf and I went out yesterday for the whole day. Well not the whole day but it seemed like it :P We went to Ikea at around 1 to eat meatballs since she had netball practice in the morning. Yes, I was craving for the bloody balls for ages and having them was a real treat. We left Ikea after lunch because it was getting super crowded. We couldn't even hear ourselves speak. We went back to Subang to lepak. We went to this new secret recipe outlet near mydin which was not bad. Many parking spaces weeee. Naim joined us too. Then we sent a friend to this workshop to get his car, sent Naim back and then Zaf. Reached home at about 8 coz I made a stop somewhere. Sat down for about a minute and went out again with the family to dinner. Had a nice dinner at this restaurant in USJ13. Not bad of a place :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Got home, and the rest is for me to know and you to stop trying to find out -.- haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A friend is having a belated birthday party in Holiday Villa Subang today and I'm so excited -.- Well because there's gonna be awesome food there. And I'll be able to take pictures which I haven't been able to do lately. Oh wait, yes I did -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S2T8MIyOGuI/AAAAAAAAAwY/uC_ZZt7EalQ/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S2T8MIyOGuI/AAAAAAAAAwY/uC_ZZt7EalQ/s320/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432744335962413794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&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/7087447239124148238-3718138850003860565?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3718138850003860565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3718138850003860565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3718138850003860565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheers.html' title='cheers'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S2T8MIyOGuI/AAAAAAAAAwY/uC_ZZt7EalQ/s72-c/IMG_1148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1474007420569919711</id><published>2010-01-27T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:40:26.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm B.O.R.E.D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes it has been ages since I last blogged. The main reason is because I'm just too darn lazy :) Yes I have lazy viruses heeeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, it has only been 2 days of hols but I'm already bored out of my brains! I need to be with my friends, I need to mingle. Well it's not that I don't mingle when I'm at home, it's just that when we're all at our own homes, the distance we have to go through to meet up is horrific. Whereas when we're all together in campus, it's just a stone's throw away :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You can obviously see that I've done nothing special these past few days. Just stay home and sleep like I just came back from war :| Oh yea, I did go to Plaza Low Yat with Hasif and Ady on Monday. They were buying their DSLR's so they wanted me to come along. It was a funny shit day sigh. We were laughing in the traffic. We were laughing at the store and we were also laughing back home HAHA. We were at the same store for 2 and a half hours. Super long and tiring. And that ended up with two of the cameras haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We went to Shah alam after that hoping to find Ren but he was like normal, MISSING. His phone couldn't be reached so we just went to this place for dinner and shisha. After canoodling with our cameras for a few hours, we left for subang. And like always, Ren called us asking what's up haha. Lag 3 hours haha. Sent me home. It was 1 by then so I took a shower and crashed straight away :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm now going to go watch tv as my eyes are saying NO to my macbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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: small;"&gt;xx&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S1-_eTWNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/WTlUJLn-DUI/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S1-_eTWNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/WTlUJLn-DUI/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431270202942515138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&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/7087447239124148238-1474007420569919711?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1474007420569919711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1474007420569919711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1474007420569919711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m B.O.R.E.D'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/S1-_eTWNZ8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/WTlUJLn-DUI/s72-c/IMG_0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6569907992037809027</id><published>2009-12-30T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:22:54.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's amazing how some people can be very straight forward. I've been having this blog for almost a year now and I still don't mention the names of a few people. Maybe I'm just a very indirect person. Like every other human being on this planet, I too have feelings meaning I too have enemies and people that I don't personally like. But, I must say that I've been trying my very best to subtract them from my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If I actually compared myself to the western culture. They are very outspoken. And when I say this, I mean it in a way for such that they are able to speak their mind without limitations. Why can't I do that? Why can't I tell someone in the face that they're just being annoying, ignorant, bitchy or whatsoever. Why can't I seem to write down their names and let them know what I feel. Why am I putting on a big fake smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why am I questioning this right now? Well, maybe I've just been.. let's just say hit on the head a few days ago and all I did was smile. It's stupid when you think about it. I feel stupid now that I've thought about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyhoo, I have 3 weeks free of classes so I can definitely say I'm free. However, finals will be coming so that pretty much broke the deal. I actually do have other things to say but I would say this is enough for now.&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/7087447239124148238-6569907992037809027?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6569907992037809027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/enough-is-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6569907992037809027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6569907992037809027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is enough'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8691789510424088806</id><published>2009-12-24T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:49:23.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need to start blogging again! ahhhhhhhh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8691789510424088806?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8691789510424088806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-start-blogging-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8691789510424088806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8691789510424088806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-start-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5711026058728932045</id><published>2009-12-18T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:59:16.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5711026058728932045?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5711026058728932045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5711026058728932045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5711026058728932045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-9141036224975687322</id><published>2009-12-17T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:34:33.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai mis à jour</title><content type='html'>My tumblr has been updated :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-9141036224975687322?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/9141036224975687322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/jai-mis-jour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/9141036224975687322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/9141036224975687322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/jai-mis-jour.html' title='J&apos;ai mis à jour'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1957692032430066450</id><published>2009-12-09T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:28:58.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laissant n'est pas une option.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fitri Zulkifli has not left his blog :) He's just enjoying his time at tumblr. You guys should really try it. It's kinda awesome. Though it takes some time getting used too. Check my tumblr for updates aight :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As much as I love tumblr. My memory has been built in this blog so that makes this blog something very special to 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/7087447239124148238-1957692032430066450?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1957692032430066450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/laissant-nest-pas-une-option.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1957692032430066450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1957692032430066450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/laissant-nest-pas-une-option.html' title='Laissant n&apos;est pas une option.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8173530106827955690</id><published>2009-12-08T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:59:29.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>je vouxe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fitri Zulkifli made another blog for fun! Please check it out (:&lt;/span&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;a href="http://sobershoutout.tumblr.com/"&gt;LINK&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy!&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/7087447239124148238-8173530106827955690?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8173530106827955690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/je-vouxe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8173530106827955690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8173530106827955690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/je-vouxe.html' title='je vouxe'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1721333638030808502</id><published>2009-12-07T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:30:17.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demain sera un jour meilleur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Fitri Zulkifli has finished one more scene on his illustration board (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;His heart feels lighter by an inch. Few more inches till being able to breathe normally again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am currently munching on this tomyam flavoured seaweed crisp. It tastes super duper awesome. It's literally comfort food. And comfort is definitely something that I need right now. My submission day is coming in a day plus and I still have tons and tons of work to do. I really need help right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I saw this man drawing people's faces and I really wanted to pay him to help me but he charged RM60 for a face and I most definitely will NOT pay that much for a stinkin' assignment. I'm not even taking this as my major and yet I'm suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I really salute those who are taking this field as their majoring coz I am half alive here if you haven't noticed -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate drawing. Oh wait, I do love drawing, I just hate drawing living objects like humans, animals and aliens. Correction! I love drawing aliens coz they don't really have a specific look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I am going off to bed now. Rather than I waste time crapping. I might as well sleep early and wake up early tomorrow. Oh yea right. My so-called intelligent idea of setting the phone alarm  to get me early this morning practically failed in four different languages. It went off at 9 and I only got up at 12. Don't question me, I'm cool like that LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 30px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lorsque vous laissez-vous respirez, vous profiterez de l'air frais&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 23px; line-height: 30px; "&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/7087447239124148238-1721333638030808502?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1721333638030808502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/demain-sera-un-jour-meilleur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1721333638030808502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1721333638030808502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/demain-sera-un-jour-meilleur.html' title='Demain sera un jour meilleur'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3296719838485724446</id><published>2009-12-06T01:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:46:43.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>se rendre au travail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you need the meaning to all these topics. Just google them or something (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another update of the century (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let me see, updates. Hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've finally started drawing on ONE of the illustration boards making me this much closer to finishing it. Pffttt yea right, who the hell am I kidding. I still have about 20 pieces of drawings to do and maybe 10 more pages to colour and all that must be done by Tuesday night which is 3 days away :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have a strong feeling that I'm not gonna be able to get this done in time. Yet, what am I doing? I am blogging my problems away. I should really turn to bed early so that I can get up early and get to work. Sadly, knowing me. I'll probably be on Looklet for about an hour. Then I'll be in the kitchen whipping something up. Then I'd only be in bed sound asleep by 3 or 4. Then I'll only be awake by 12. Leaving me with only 12 hours for the day. DAMN IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm really freaked out. I better go before I throw something hard to a moving object (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I almost forgot. I need to rush to Subang Parade to get poster colour, mahjong paper and glue. And of course that will definitely take at least another two hours of my time. Now I should really get to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope Che mat's car breaks down that day giving me at least another day to live :D&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/7087447239124148238-3296719838485724446?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3296719838485724446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-rendre-au-travail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3296719838485724446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3296719838485724446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-rendre-au-travail.html' title='se rendre au travail'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5694848303782056122</id><published>2009-12-05T00:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:10:29.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapping est amusant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, crapping is fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fitri Zulkifli is bored and lazy to do his drawings so he's blogging in his newly furbished blog. Plus, even if he tries to actually draw, it'll actually look stupid so might as well not right? When the lecturer starts lecturing about his drawings. Fitri Zulkifli is going to show them his ass and smile. Yes, that is what he's gonna do. And for that, he's gonna get expelled and probably end up working at this mamak stall in Hartamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Look how wild my imagination can be when I'm stressed out (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need someone to talk to. Not that I need to rant or open up, but just to crap. I like crapping. I'm doing it at the moment. Let's cheer for crapping -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tomorrow is a saturday giving another day less to finish up my assignments. Yay! Now this is something I would love to see unfold. Maybe we should all get some popcorn and gather round the campfire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shoot me will ya :/&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/7087447239124148238-5694848303782056122?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5694848303782056122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/crapping-est-amusant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5694848303782056122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5694848303782056122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/crapping-est-amusant.html' title='crapping est amusant'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3337767648381200318</id><published>2009-12-04T18:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:37:54.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le dessin est pas drôle</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&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Drawing is not fun&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is what the title means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How long has it been since I last updated? Well however long it was, I am pretty much sorry. I've been so caught up with classes and just plainly doing nothing important. My assignments are mounting up on my side table but as usual I do nothing about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My supposedly eight week project period is coming to an end this coming wednesday and as usual. I have done only 30% of it. I've done mostly the sticking and the printing. The drawing part is where I surrender. *waves white flag* I cannot draw to even save my life. It's like these hands were not made for drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went to Gardens with Zaf yesterday. Watched New Moon. I honestly don't know what's all the hype about that movie. It wasn't that good anyway. To me it felt kinda boring and slow. Only the parts where there was a teeny bit of action managed to capture my attention. Other than that, it was nothing. I was paying more attention to my corn in the cup than the movie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I spent most of the day today at my aunty's house in Bangi. Hanging around at her house was definitely nice. Then when I got home. Reality kinda came knocking on the door. So yeah, drawing time it was ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Speaking of drawing, I better get a move on, I wouldn't want to waste all this new A3 paper wtf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sxj8j2TZWfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vPUXrhY7NcA/s1600-h/Photo+on+2009-12-02+at+13.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sxj8j2TZWfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vPUXrhY7NcA/s320/Photo+on+2009-12-02+at+13.43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411352645088139762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&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/7087447239124148238-3337767648381200318?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3337767648381200318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/le-dessin-est-pas-drole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3337767648381200318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3337767648381200318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/12/le-dessin-est-pas-drole.html' title='Le dessin est pas drôle'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sxj8j2TZWfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vPUXrhY7NcA/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-12-02+at+13.43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4430752467754980578</id><published>2009-11-08T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:38:14.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When life gives you a bloody lemon, you make a bloody lemonade. Understood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yeah, I have tons of drawings to finish up but unfortunately i'm out of A3 paper so that shall be on a halt :D I'm going out with Zaf today coz she wants to get a hair cut. I'm still thinking whether I should get one or not. We'll probably go for lunch after that somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, had dinner at this western restaurant yesterday. The portion was monkey-butt huge. You could easily share a plate with 4 people :O Even I did not manage to finish the whole thing. It was ridiculous now that I think about it :/ After dinner, my dad used the road where I learnt to get my driving license. It felt so awesome looking back at the roads where I used to make a fool outta myself LOL oooops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shall go out with my college friends this week. I have been wanting too but everything has been in such a mess. I think some of you know what I'm talking about. Whatever it is, let the mess subside on it's own. I don't really wish to fiddle and meddle with it anymore. It's something that became and never might of been. So let's just let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your ignorance is currently paying a high toll on you.&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/7087447239124148238-4430752467754980578?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4430752467754980578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-funday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4430752467754980578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4430752467754980578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday funday'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5452529044915634539</id><published>2009-11-07T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:06:04.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This marks it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Believe it or not. Today marks the 5th month of me being in college. Time nowadays travel so fast I sometimes find trouble catching up. In these 5 months alone. Many things have happened which some I am proud off and some I am not so very much proud off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First off all, i've gained a lot of friends just within this 5 months. I am truly most grateful to have met the people I am with right now. They're al special to me. They're most definitely special in their own way. I go to them when I have certain problems which I know they can alone can solve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not gonna list all the names down coz I'm afraid i'll forget someone by accident and I don't want that to happen :) I think you know who you are. Those people close to me last semester in Design Fundamentals class. I hope we still remain as close as ever. Not forgetting those people who made it easier for me to go through orientation. And most definitely the 3 people who always seem to be there when I need someone to talk too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And as for the stuff that I'm not very proud off. I would first like to apologize for all the wrong that I may have done to you. It was most definitely something unintentional. For the friendships that have been broken, let's just put everything behind us and pick up things where we left them. We're in college now. We're no longer highschool students quarreling over patty things. We've grown out of that right? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, beginning from here. No more Drama for me. No more sadness and No more laziness. 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Priceless :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5452529044915634539?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5452529044915634539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-marks-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5452529044915634539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5452529044915634539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-marks-it.html' title='This marks it.'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SvVhwRqVdYI/AAAAAAAAAu0/u6uSXEencuU/s72-c/10420_101419716541552_100000205720281_40164_5117846_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-183252258558770340</id><published>2009-11-02T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:24:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies to you :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can sense someone avoiding me. As much as I don't want to. I feel it very much right now. I have no idea what I did wrong but that doesn't really matter coz our friendship is whats important. I'm not sure how to get to the person since the person is not replying my msn messages nor my texts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started to sense this maybe about 2 weeks ago when we actually stopped communicating. I didn't really think it was serious till about a week ago. No replied messages at all and trust me, i'm not overreacting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well whatever it is, i'm truly sorry for what ever it is I may have done to offend or hurt you in any way. I clearly want our friendship to go back to the way it was when we would laugh about just the dumbest stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope this apology is good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-183252258558770340?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/183252258558770340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/apologies-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/183252258558770340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/183252258558770340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/apologies-to-you.html' title='Apologies to you :)'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4755489695939875880</id><published>2009-11-01T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:08:07.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How is this for a change? Was just bored actually. Needed something to do to take my mind off  my assignments. Well sadly, I should get back to them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-4755489695939875880?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4755489695939875880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4755489695939875880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4755489695939875880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-back.html' title='Get Back'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6962418461438904870</id><published>2009-11-01T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:50:40.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in moderation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My head is spinning. My fingers are hurting and my eyes are squinting. My design fundamental assignments are really taking it's toll on me. I've been at it for the past 7 to 8 hours and honestly it's killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still have to finish up the cover page, analytical drawings, story board and background info. What I have now is just a stinkin' drawing of a man that looks like a bloody transvestite. I really have to pull things together as i'm only left with 3 days to finish up everything. I'm thinking of just skipping the unnecessary like Computer Graphics lecture and English tutorial as that is all a waste of my bloody precious time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, had my brother's birthday dinner in Delicious Bangsar last night. It was fun having dinner with the whole family. Haven't been doing that a lot since I started class and what not. The food was awesome and the place was comfortable so all in all it was a good night. I do have pictures but it's all in Facebook so i'm not gonna do something redundant like uploading it here :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking of postponing all the drawing to tomorrow but my mom just gave me the 411 on the agenda tomorrow and based on that, nothing much can be done tomorrow so booohooooooo I have to do this tonight. Before I turn in for the night, let me just say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Never underestimate an art student. BOOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-6962418461438904870?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6962418461438904870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-moderation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6962418461438904870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6962418461438904870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-moderation.html' title='in moderation'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5200541379321400204</id><published>2009-10-23T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:03:02.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye kiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have this problem of letting go. Not that it's a bad thing as a whole but when it's definitely unhealthy when it gets out of hand. Right now a few things are bothering me. The first thing is, my cousin's cat named Kiki just died this morning unexpectedly. It was the love of our whole family's life. Everyone would give it a hug every time we visit. Kiki was only 6 months old but very huge. It was fat. Well obviously as a result of eating 6 times a day haha. Though being fat, it was very active. It would be running around catching our legs for no apparent reason. I am truly going to miss Kiki. Although it was not my cat, but it had managed to make its way to our hearts.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SuHBEkPabpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/gmfG06RDbgw/s1600-h/7018_140751451268_540541268_3018543_5293722_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SuHBEkPabpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/gmfG06RDbgw/s320/7018_140751451268_540541268_3018543_5293722_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395806112758525586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raya 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other problem is constantly running through the back of my mind. As hard as I try to just let it go, it does not go. For some apparent reason, I just want to get it fixed, but there is no way of fixing it and getting it back to how it was. That's where me not letting go comes in. I can't seem to let go of the fact that it's damaged forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have a reason to tell when someone comes up and ask me why I can't let go. Maybe it just is. I just want it to go back to the way it is. The way when we could all get together. Now everything is different. I can't do the things that I used to do. I'm just upset right now. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, went out with Zaf today. Fetched her from college after my friday prayers which was around 2. Went to pyramid for lunch. Walked around and shopped a bit. Well she did, I was just the bodyguard :P Left pyramid at 4 and went to Summit. Bought a few software CDs for our laptops. Bought drinks and left for Shah Alam to send her home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The road back to Subang was bloody congested. I didn't really have a choice so I followed it patiently. Reached home at around 7. Tried to install the softwares that I bought but I failed to do so. I called my college mate, Teddy, to ask for help but he couldn't guide me by phone so I took out the disc and started complaining on how I hate when these things happen :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was suppose to go to Cheras but everyone got lazy so instead my sister and I went out for dinner at a nearby restaurant. Came back, watched the telly for awhile and now i'm here. Will be sleeping at the campus this week coz I'm too darn lazy to be driving back and forth. And plus, I need to ask my friends to drive me to Lowyat. I have this thing against driving my own cars to lowyat heeeeee :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot. Slept over at my cousin's house on thursday coz his parents were out and I didn't have any plans. That explains why I was not online. His internet connection refused to connect to my mac. Either that or his internet connection does not support Mac. If there is such a thing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5200541379321400204?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5200541379321400204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-this-problem-of-letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5200541379321400204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5200541379321400204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-this-problem-of-letting-go.html' title='Goodbye kiki'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SuHBEkPabpI/AAAAAAAAAuM/gmfG06RDbgw/s72-c/7018_140751451268_540541268_3018543_5293722_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1947147370416130855</id><published>2009-10-20T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:20:48.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem 2 Week 2 day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had one of the best days ever today. It wasn't any different than any other day but I just felt very special today. Was up really early coz class was at 10. Drove surprisingly fast coz I left home pretty late and I still managed to get there 5 minutes before class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went for lunch after the class ended at this nearby food court. Went back to my friend's room after that thinking of downloading new Gossip Girl episodes but the server was being a bitch so that plan failed miserably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So as a back up plan, I called up Ummi and asked for her whereabouts. Thankfully she and the gang was nearby. So that gave me the chance to pass her some cupcakes so she can distribute them to everyone and she certainly did. On the way to meet her, I saw that person and I was like "damn, this ain't right" so I reversed the car and waited for Ummi beside the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had another class at 2 and that was really the highlight of my day. Was suppose to sit beside the normal gang but that person came so i sat beside Ummi and her gang. I don't really have a problem with that person. I just think that person is a lil tad bit arrogant and stuck up. I don't really fancy those type of people so it's best for me to just keep my distance before something bad happens. But if the person comes forward and actually make an effort, I would be oh so delighted to return that person's kind gesture :). Anyway, We were laughing all the way throughout class. Was totally oblivious on what was happening at the front. We were laughing about everything and anything. The best part is that the laughs really got my spirits up. So thanks guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After class, I went to Pyramid with the gang to catch a movie. We watched Cloudy with a chance of meatballs. It was an OKAY movie. Nothing really special about it. Just the fact that it was entertaining. Left right after the movie coz I was half awake and they were half asleep lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got home, took a shower. Had something to eat and now I'm here. Not planning to lepak tonight coz i'm just tired and staying home sounds really good right now. Especially with the aircond on full blast and the dim lights. Sadly I have no pictures coz I don't have my trusty papparazi in my class anymore ahemZakiyyahemm.&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/7087447239124148238-1947147370416130855?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1947147370416130855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/sem-2-week-2-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1947147370416130855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1947147370416130855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/sem-2-week-2-day-2.html' title='Sem 2 Week 2 day 2'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4194613170236200902</id><published>2009-10-19T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:47:26.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unintended</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What are the odds of me actually sitting at home quietly for one day? Never!! haha. I had one of the most tiring day today. Was out for nearly the whole day. As usual was at people's houses eating like there was no tomorrow. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then lepak, then we went to KLIA, then more lepak, then went home, then went lepak again and at last went home :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I so need something better to do to keep me occupied. Like maybe I should take up sky diving. Oh which reminds me, I need to go for bungee jumping badly. Any takers? no? damn. If you do change your mind, give me a holla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, i have class tomorrow at 2pm but i'm seriously super duper lazy to go. I have not packed my stuff and honestly i don't feel like staying there this week. I forgot to ask my mum to send my clothes to the dry cleaners so right now i don't have any nice clothes to wear to college. How messed up is that? So obviously I don't have the mood to stay there. And plus i'm currently running low on them benjamins so staying home would really condone me to staying at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need one of those fancy financial advisers. Oh wait, how can someone advise me on my financial status when I don't have any finances wtf. Now that is really messed up. I tend to spend a lot when I have a lot. Oh wait, isn't that what everyone does? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to have lunch with some of the peeps from college too. Since the new semester started i haven't had much time to hang out with them. Coz you know classes are only on three days of the week and most of the classes I have are not the same as them so yeah, I need to see them! I'm really hoping that this semester will get better in time. Coz honestly, I don't see any room for it to get any worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Fitri Zulkifli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-4194613170236200902?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4194613170236200902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/unintended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4194613170236200902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4194613170236200902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/unintended.html' title='unintended'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8304507925608921870</id><published>2009-10-18T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:09:10.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sampai sini saja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/StqGbwv0cuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/75lbt82EM28/s1600-h/20092009343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/StqGbwv0cuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/75lbt82EM28/s320/20092009343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393771315229651682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woah, I feel like I'm opening a new blog coz based on the date that i last blogged, it was ages ago. So many things have happened and been happening. Sadly I am not gonna be elaborating on those matters coz there are too much things to say and by the time i get to that, my second semester would be over wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll just highlight the important stuff like results came out and mine were not bad thank you god. My classes are also not too bad but it could have been better. The people around me now are awesome and i feel like i always can count on them. There are a few things that i wished could have changed for the better but I guess sometimes things just don't go our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, since the month of Raya started, it has been nothing but open houses. One after the other. I'm not saying that it's not good but when it happens to overlap with someone elses, i just get really confused. It happened to me on three saturdays in a row. That shows how many open houses i had. So I am truly sorry to those open houses which i couldn't make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm hoping next saturday would be the last 8 invitations LOL.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/StqGcYwn__I/AAAAAAAAAuE/UTiXSmHe7og/s1600-h/IMG_1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/StqGcYwn__I/AAAAAAAAAuE/UTiXSmHe7og/s320/IMG_1762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393771325970448370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&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/7087447239124148238-8304507925608921870?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8304507925608921870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/sampai-sini-saja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8304507925608921870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8304507925608921870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/10/sampai-sini-saja.html' title='Sampai sini saja'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/StqGbwv0cuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/75lbt82EM28/s72-c/20092009343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3095130962879595325</id><published>2009-09-18T04:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T04:29:17.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of a beautiful episode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alrighto, a short post before i go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just wanted to say that my final project is finally done. Finally done deal so i'm feeling pretty free. Well not exactly that free coz i'm having my final exams the week after raya so yeah, study study study :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhoo, here are some of the pictures of the final project which is the wall that i've been talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZbuhMI-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/62b8eCdIUow/s1600-h/10420_101794196504104_100000205720281_52027_1744441_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZbuhMI-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/62b8eCdIUow/s320/10420_101794196504104_100000205720281_52027_1744441_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382533206283920354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our wall :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZcK-dQWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6_K1sEh2qCg/s1600-h/10420_101794069837450_100000205720281_51993_7836501_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZcK-dQWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6_K1sEh2qCg/s320/10420_101794069837450_100000205720281_51993_7836501_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382533213922869602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My group :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZdjgr5-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/Y4-gfiAnqx4/s1600-h/10420_101794063170784_100000205720281_51991_2143653_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZdjgr5-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/Y4-gfiAnqx4/s320/10420_101794063170784_100000205720281_51991_2143653_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382533237688756194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bunch of people whom i fight and love all at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZc7QVWzI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1TmCQSLLyHk/s1600-h/10420_101794073170783_100000205720281_51994_6307459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZc7QVWzI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1TmCQSLLyHk/s320/10420_101794073170783_100000205720281_51994_6307459_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382533226882751282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZeHaeN4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/rJEzGHo5jK8/s1600-h/10420_101794106504113_100000205720281_52003_2188421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZeHaeN4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/rJEzGHo5jK8/s320/10420_101794106504113_100000205720281_52003_2188421_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382533247326369666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are my awesome classmates :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the pictures above were taken the night before the presentation. We were really going all out for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presentation Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKakfbs0zI/AAAAAAAAAts/-rOJO85XUPQ/s1600-h/10420_101825533167637_100000205720281_53155_6679060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKakfbs0zI/AAAAAAAAAts/-rOJO85XUPQ/s320/10420_101825533167637_100000205720281_53155_6679060_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382534456364815154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were all waiting for our turn to go in for the presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKak32QVlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/4KsYYsUbKow/s1600-h/10420_101825556500968_100000205720281_53162_1959002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKak32QVlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/4KsYYsUbKow/s320/10420_101825556500968_100000205720281_53162_1959002_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382534462918645330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't sleep so i was online :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly now that this is over, i'm gonna miss it very very much. I'm gonna miss spending a whole day in the studio working our butts off. I'm gonna miss making fun of my groupmates. I'm gonna miss playing with paint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just hope the bond that we created will forever last. Wtf i sound like we're all going out separate ways haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, i'm going back to Malacca for raya tomorrow which means i'm not gonna be online for about 3 or 4 days since my grandma's house has no internet connection. So before i forget,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir &amp;amp; Batin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-3095130962879595325?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3095130962879595325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-beautiful-episode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3095130962879595325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3095130962879595325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-beautiful-episode.html' title='the end of a beautiful episode'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SrKZbuhMI-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/62b8eCdIUow/s72-c/10420_101794196504104_100000205720281_52027_1744441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4950957743780464802</id><published>2009-09-14T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T03:10:35.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sobertastic</title><content type='html'>I miss blogging. Well not really la XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to wake up early tomorrow and look where i am at this time around -.- I so need a wake up call. Izzat told me to not be late for tomorrow's meeting since we only have 2 days left and a whole lot still to be done :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a few more assignments to be done before the end of this week. Hopefully i'll be able to get it done by tomorrow. I'll have to shut my ears coz someone is bound to make me go on a detour. I also have a few more things to get done in time before raya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My drawing assignment isn't that nice but so be it. I think it's acceptable and i'm not gonna complain. Coz if i do, there's nothing i'm gonna do about it anyway. Don't question me, i'm cool that way wtf haha. So yeah, no pictures this time coz i'm cool that way wtf -.- no la, it's coz my cameraman was busy this week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i miss Jolin! I miss Nicole! I miss my highschool gang. I have not seen them in ages. I miss laughing with them. I miss fooling around with them. I miss creating mischief with them. I just miss them :( Promise me that we'll hang out soon? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-4950957743780464802?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4950957743780464802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/sobertastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4950957743780464802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4950957743780464802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/sobertastic.html' title='sobertastic'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1556343118326335546</id><published>2009-09-09T05:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T06:02:31.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week12 day 2 1/2 wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to blog, must blog, will blog ; i'm sleepy wtf -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to go to bed coz i have another day of pure torture today. Eh wait it wasn't actually torture la, it was more of a 'killing me softly kinda thing'. I never felt so alive when i finally had fluid run down my throat haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, my final project is going on well right now. Something that i honestly did not expect. I was expecting for it to be worse. Like us not being able to do it and the wall not being nice but surprisingly our wall is doing great. I think we're starting the paint process tomorrow so lets hope for the very best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what i'm gonna wear today coz what i wore yesterday is now covered in white paint. Damn. I'm also expecting myself to be a tad bit late today coz i need my sleep wtf. Sorry :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhoo, english was a bore. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AS USUAL&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't make up the words that were coming out from her mouth. All i could hear was my pillow calling me back into it's arms wtf. Dramatic much? &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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSvMmkvfI/AAAAAAAAAsc/BcKT6syO9Mc/s1600-h/10420_101419716541552_100000205720281_40164_5117846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSvMmkvfI/AAAAAAAAAsc/BcKT6syO9Mc/s320/10420_101419716541552_100000205720281_40164_5117846_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379218513219337714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSvtK6emI/AAAAAAAAAsk/nwYXwtu5LIc/s1600-h/10420_101419719874885_100000205720281_40165_6096695_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSvtK6emI/AAAAAAAAAsk/nwYXwtu5LIc/s320/10420_101419719874885_100000205720281_40165_6096695_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379218521961691746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSwPEmZkI/AAAAAAAAAss/28xwtEKBRPs/s1600-h/10420_101419733208217_100000205720281_40168_8108007_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSwPEmZkI/AAAAAAAAAss/28xwtEKBRPs/s320/10420_101419733208217_100000205720281_40168_8108007_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379218531062015554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSwrhd6wI/AAAAAAAAAs0/7wvhC0-NpXU/s1600-h/10420_101419866541537_100000205720281_40206_5261842_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSwrhd6wI/AAAAAAAAAs0/7wvhC0-NpXU/s320/10420_101419866541537_100000205720281_40206_5261842_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379218538699287298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSxKVcvVI/AAAAAAAAAs8/k5rzH8NQ-To/s1600-h/10420_101420176541506_100000205720281_40226_4602629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSxKVcvVI/AAAAAAAAAs8/k5rzH8NQ-To/s320/10420_101420176541506_100000205720281_40226_4602629_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379218546970377554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little fooling around never hurt anybody. Or do they? O__o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1556343118326335546?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1556343118326335546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/week12-day-2-12-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1556343118326335546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1556343118326335546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/week12-day-2-12-wtf.html' title='week12 day 2 1/2 wtf'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqbSvMmkvfI/AAAAAAAAAsc/BcKT6syO9Mc/s72-c/10420_101419716541552_100000205720281_40164_5117846_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8535476058809182922</id><published>2009-09-08T05:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:04:08.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 12 day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's too early for me right now. But i can't go back to sleep just yet. Dad gave me the idea to just get ready and drive to Cyber this early instead of going back to sleep and waking up in an hour and getting ready coz there's a mighty fine chance i'll not be able to get up. Pay attention to the the phrase 'mighty fine' coz that's how serious it is XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I slept pretty early last night considering the fact that Hasif invited me along to McD SK. Yeah well once i've already taken a shower and got in my sleeping clothes, there's again a mighty fine chance of me actually changing back :D I'm sorry though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to get all the stuff that i bought for my project out of the storeroom so i won't forget to take it along. Coz honestly if i forget it and end up leaving it behind, there's a mighty fine chance you'll see me in rehab. Well maybe a psychiatric ward to say the least.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqWCSken-yI/AAAAAAAAAsU/01Qqc_mnHuw/s1600-h/10420_101048969911960_100000205720281_27216_2827359_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqWCSken-yI/AAAAAAAAAsU/01Qqc_mnHuw/s320/10420_101048969911960_100000205720281_27216_2827359_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378848585505307426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqWCSePuQKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/52z96bsqBd0/s1600-h/10420_101048963245294_100000205720281_27214_4923469_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqWCSePuQKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/52z96bsqBd0/s320/10420_101048963245294_100000205720281_27214_4923469_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378848583832191138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me playing a fool with paint. Typical -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8535476058809182922?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8535476058809182922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-12-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8535476058809182922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8535476058809182922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-12-day-2.html' title='week 12 day 2'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SqWCSken-yI/AAAAAAAAAsU/01Qqc_mnHuw/s72-c/10420_101048969911960_100000205720281_27216_2827359_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6712144859621220297</id><published>2009-09-07T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:28:55.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moonlight</title><content type='html'>I'm caught between two scenarios right now. You see, i have maths class tomorrow morning at 9 and at the same time my group is having this meeting at the exact time. So if i go to class, i'll miss on half of the things that will be going on in the meeting. And say if i go to the meeting instead of class, i'll miss another day of maths and i'm afraid that the lecturer will think i don't pay enough attention to maths. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what say you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly i'm just confused. These are the little things that can make me go loopy &amp;amp; i'm not joking. They just make me go all stressed up thinking about it. Sigh. I'm already stressed out thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't handle these kind of matters. Especially when both are equally important. A cup of chocolate chip ice blended from starbucks would be really helpful right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I finally got to eat sushi today. After craving for it for like 10000000000000 years. Yea well maybe not that long wtf haha. But let's just say i got what i wanted and more coz i got ice cream too wtf i sound like a 4 year old child getting candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to wake up early tomorrow coz i have class at 9 and mind you, i just thought of the best plan ever and i'm very sure it's gonna work perfectly :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-6712144859621220297?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6712144859621220297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/moonlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6712144859621220297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6712144859621220297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/moonlight.html' title='moonlight'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6476924388850448061</id><published>2009-09-07T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:29:48.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do you like the new layout? Was honestly getting really bored of the old one so yeah, i thought i better change it before i get ideas of changing to a new blog haha. You know how i am, when i get bored. I bail wtf haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, went back to Malacca for a night as usual on the weekend. Got back late last night. Woke up pretty damn early today to go to the hardware store and get cement. Yea i know, cement -.- Well it's for my final project so it's important that we do it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other than that my life has been awesome. Of course there were some hiccups here and there but i'm not gonna let that tear me down. I'm going into my third last week of my first sem which means i have 4 more days before i have to submit all my mumbo jumbo assignments. Can you say HELP? Coz when i say it nobody hears me wtf haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-6476924388850448061?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6476924388850448061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6476924388850448061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6476924388850448061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-12.html' title='Week 12'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4707762730749548800</id><published>2009-09-07T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:21:34.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman', Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border class="poemtext" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal; border-collapse: collapse; color:#111111;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%" align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A friend is one who stands to share&lt;br /&gt;Your every touch of grief and care&lt;br /&gt;He comes by chance, but stays by choice&lt;br /&gt;Your praises he is quick to voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No grievous fault or passing whim&lt;br /&gt;Can make an enemy of him&lt;br /&gt;And though your need be great or small&lt;br /&gt;His strength is yours throughout it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where your path may turn&lt;br /&gt;Your welfare is his chief concern&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your dream may be&lt;br /&gt;He prays your triumph soon to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no wish your tongue can tell&lt;br /&gt;But what it is your friend's as well&lt;br /&gt;The life of him who has a friend&lt;br /&gt;Is double-guarded to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/7087447239124148238-4707762730749548800?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4707762730749548800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4707762730749548800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4707762730749548800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/friend.html' title='A friend'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3300025137409652179</id><published>2009-09-05T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:59:46.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>domestic hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's have a brand new day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn, i need to get my ass out of bed and get to a hardware shop. I need to get cement. I need to get those spoon cement scooping thingy(s) too haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn i also forgot that i'm going back Malacca later today for a night. I'm so tired. I can't be hovering back and forth every weekend. I need some time to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come to think of it. I'm hungry :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grandma's house does not have internet connection. BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-3300025137409652179?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3300025137409652179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/domestic-hunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3300025137409652179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3300025137409652179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/domestic-hunt.html' title='domestic hunt'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3880365053635261428</id><published>2009-09-04T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:55:49.797+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:'lucida grande';"&gt;Fitri is awesome :)&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/7087447239124148238-3880365053635261428?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3880365053635261428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/fitri-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3880365053635261428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3880365053635261428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/fitri-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3533820952842745182</id><published>2009-09-03T01:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:44:32.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;From now on, i'm gonna be myself. I'm gonna be the goof that i am. I am no longer gonna hold back when i'm around certain people. All i can say is, if you don't like the real me then you're most definitely not a real friend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I've changed my way of blogging just to suit other people and i hate it. I want to blab. I want to talk absolutely nonsense coz i'm nonsense so if you have a problem with that, tell it to someone who cares haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I like to laugh, smile and be happy. I can be serious but i just wonder why be serious all the time when i can enjoy life being the person i am. I hate it :) I am me. I just like making people happy and at the same time making myself happy.&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 be the person i used to be. I want to jump around like a maniac. I want to giggle instead of controlling myself. For all this time i've been acting like someone else so i could be liked by people but i just had this brain check and it got to me that people who like for the person i am not is not to be liked by me. Does that mean anything? wtf haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So yeah, thank god i have a few close friends that reminded me this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I like to sing loudly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I like to make stupid jokes which are sometimes not even funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I like to goof off coz i'm just goofy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I don't have a cool way of walking,talking or laughing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I giggle coz my loser likes to giggle :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I love to laugh. Even when there's not exactly a reason to do so.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I love taking pictures coz i like it*no other reason wtf haha*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I talk in malay when i'm angry HAHA don't ask why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I don't have one of those fancy big ass cameras but i'm thinking of getting one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I have no idea what i'm doing in this college so don't ask me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;All i know is i want to do something that involves graphics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I like hanging around my roomates but i just can't stand their level of cleanliness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I still like them though :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I'm not this tough guy who likes to go around picking fights. I'm usually the one at the back making fun of the people fighting :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Lastly, I'm Muhammad Fitri Bin Mohd Zulkifli :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Fit ROCKS!!! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;There you go. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6tr3ixkQI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ElExSlaZvRs/s320/Photo+73.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925974282735874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6trpXvHUI/AAAAAAAAAqA/K2akWEZ7WhQ/s1600-h/Photo+72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6trpXvHUI/AAAAAAAAAqA/K2akWEZ7WhQ/s320/Photo+72.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925970478341442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6trM0ocAI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PULnTXnVX3g/s1600-h/Photo+71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6trM0ocAI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PULnTXnVX3g/s320/Photo+71.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925962814910466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6tq2tx81I/AAAAAAAAApw/FvSrYPg4nlM/s1600-h/Photo+70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6tq2tx81I/AAAAAAAAApw/FvSrYPg4nlM/s320/Photo+70.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925956880593746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTW, i like to say ciao! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-3533820952842745182?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3533820952842745182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3533820952842745182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3533820952842745182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-me.html' title='just me'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp6uT2OoPNI/AAAAAAAAArg/Z6HYU7B9A88/s72-c/Photo+85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5596532839380774243</id><published>2009-09-01T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:33:38.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsatisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay this post right here will be strictly for ranting coz right now i have a huge bundle of unsatisfied feelings accumulated inside me so if you think you can't handle it, be gone*and i mean it in the nicest way possible*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, first of all. I would like to point out that i HATE being taken for granted. I HATE it when people actually think it's okay when it's clearly not. I HATE it when people be someone their not just to gain popularity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come on man, i drag my ass everywhere for you and yet you show me that bloody hell face like i'm the reason for global warming. Open your god damn bloody eyes man. Honestly, i just don't know why i put up with you. I blame myself though. It seems like there's a screw in my head that's missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You want to know something? I give up on you, I give up on you and your nonsense. We'll see how you go without me. When you fall flat on your face, i will be right there laughing. You do not want to mess with me. Oh yes i've done my fair share of mistakes but there's not one day that i've forgotten it coz i live by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you? You're just pathetic. A pathetic person who thinks the world is revolving around you. HAH! Think again retard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, i'm sorry about that. I just had to write it down before i say it out loud. Honestly i hate ranting on my blog coz this is a happy blog. I don't like having my readers come here and end up leaving full of anger but oh well what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, gonna skip today's update as i have no mood to blog. Heck all i want to do is sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp1MY8Fp4LI/AAAAAAAAApo/1lx97I8LVu4/s1600-h/Photo+61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp1MY8Fp4LI/AAAAAAAAApo/1lx97I8LVu4/s320/Photo+61.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376537521480655026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&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/7087447239124148238-5596532839380774243?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5596532839380774243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/unsatisfied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5596532839380774243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5596532839380774243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/09/unsatisfied.html' title='unsatisfied'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sp1MY8Fp4LI/AAAAAAAAApo/1lx97I8LVu4/s72-c/Photo+61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1467807518947166431</id><published>2009-08-31T03:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T04:18:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upsetdisapointedpissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am i blogging when i have a ton of assignments i need to get to? This is seriously messed up. I am seriously messed up.&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 finally back home after a one night trip to Malacca. Enjoyed it and at the same time found it torturing because i did not have internet connection for a whole 24 hours. I felt so dumb without the internet. My laptop felt dumb without the internet sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is a public holiday which means i have a full day to sleep. Though i doubt i'll be able to do so considering the fact that i have to get to my assignments sighx2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, i managed to meet up with my old friend back when i was in primary school in Parade Friday night. He was in town for a day so i just had to see him because the last time i saw him was like 6-7 months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We walked around parade aimlessly for a few times because judging by the size of that place, you ain't gonna get that far :) Left parade at 11 if i'm not mistaken. Sent my friend and his friend back to Shah Alam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn, my first semester is already coming to an end which means final projects are pouring in. So that explains why i have tons of assignments LOL. All these projects are to be submitted in week 13 which is 2 weeks from now so just shoot 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 have not started on any of them yet, instead i am blogging so again just shoot me. I'm obviously not asleep because i have to wait for sahur and besides, sleeping for an hour and waking up again seems pretty pointless to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, thats it for now. I have to start somewhere or else by week 12 i won't see daylight sighx3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw, i have this meeting on tuesday during my maths class so it practically means i have to miss maths whether i like it or not because if i miss this meeting, i'll be literally left out. Sucks doesn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DON'T ASK WHY THIS HAPPENS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sprds42n__I/AAAAAAAAApg/W9Gow0Qpve4/s1600-h/Photo+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sprds42n__I/AAAAAAAAApg/W9Gow0Qpve4/s320/Photo+66.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375852868465590258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shit happens &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/7087447239124148238-1467807518947166431?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1467807518947166431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/upsetdisapointedpissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1467807518947166431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1467807518947166431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/upsetdisapointedpissed.html' title='upsetdisapointedpissed'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sprds42n__I/AAAAAAAAApg/W9Gow0Qpve4/s72-c/Photo+66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1110384218569836810</id><published>2009-08-26T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:42:05.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>use somebody :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm Fitri and i'm sleepy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wtf, you know i noticed that i now have a lot of different nicknames which people call me by. It first started with Fit back when i was in primary school. Everyone who knew me called me by that name. Then in secondary school. Many people started calling me Fi. I guess shortening it by one letter made a really big difference :P but yeah, that stuck on pretty hard coz my friends from school still call me that. I also had one nickname only called by my twin which is trifi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then as i entered college. The nickname Fit came back and might i say i am pretty glad it did :D i somehow want to be known as fit. I know it's a big contradiction and all that mumbo jumbo but i think it suits me. I respond well to it anyway haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, college today was mighty tiring :( I just felt like going into deep sleep everywhere i sat. I had Design fundamentals class in the morning. Thank god i woke up in time. And surprisingly i was not sleepy in that class. But as it got further in the day, my eyes went further down T_____T Well it must be due to the lack of sleep the night before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day before, me and two friends went to KLIA to break fast. We left after eating. We reached campus. Sat around the hostel for awhile till my two friends left for their group meeting of some sort. When they came back which was around 11. We left for Mcdonalds in sri kembangan which happens to be the closest one to cyberjaya. Had an awesome supper and went back to the hostel at around 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had plan to go straight to bed as we needed to get up at 4 for our sahur. But instead of going to my room, i went to theirs and that was probably the biggest mistake of my life. Their roomates were watching some horror movies so we ended up not sleeping. Just as i was going into deep sleep it was time to get up for sahur. Went down to the cafe to eat but since our Mcd was still not fully digested we decided not to eat but just drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think our table was the noisiest one. The other tables was filled with half-awake zombies feeding themselves forcefully wtf haha. I finally went back to my room to get the proper sleep that i needed. So yeah, no wonder i look like a zombie myself T_____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhoo, here are some pictures i took in Design fundamental class :)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJPkai5xI/AAAAAAAAApY/RvEQEnyB7s8/s1600-h/Photo+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJPkai5xI/AAAAAAAAApY/RvEQEnyB7s8/s320/Photo+45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374282262158436114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJPW44r-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/dyhIedRIf8A/s1600-h/Photo+59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJPW44r-I/AAAAAAAAApQ/dyhIedRIf8A/s320/Photo+59.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374282258527596514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aya and Tantri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJOz3xW-I/AAAAAAAAApI/xdg9P5S56jI/s1600-h/Photo+62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJOz3xW-I/AAAAAAAAApI/xdg9P5S56jI/s320/Photo+62.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374282249127680994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1110384218569836810?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1110384218569836810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/use-somebody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1110384218569836810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1110384218569836810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/use-somebody.html' title='use somebody :)'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpVJPkai5xI/AAAAAAAAApY/RvEQEnyB7s8/s72-c/Photo+45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6684425830431252398</id><published>2009-08-26T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:11:08.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kill me...</title><content type='html'>I'm lacking sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lacking food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look like a zombie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having a mental crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also having life crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be in my own bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need real sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-6684425830431252398?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6684425830431252398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/kill-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6684425830431252398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6684425830431252398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/kill-me.html' title='kill me...'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5417054246492439043</id><published>2009-08-23T05:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T05:59:33.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its here :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some random pictures i have of myself in college since i have no time to blog right now. Oh wait i do but i'm actually too darn lazy :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have loads of things going on at once right now so it's pretty harassing BAHH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway enjoy :)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpbu33ZmI/AAAAAAAAAog/V6z4XH8hu6o/s1600-h/6489_124851792587_774907587_3011368_6482495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpbu33ZmI/AAAAAAAAAog/V6z4XH8hu6o/s320/6489_124851792587_774907587_3011368_6482495_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372910280612734562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpb3drhOI/AAAAAAAAAoo/xSjuF-XSFeM/s1600-h/6489_124851797587_774907587_3011369_3483412_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpb3drhOI/AAAAAAAAAoo/xSjuF-XSFeM/s320/6489_124851797587_774907587_3011369_3483412_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372910282918823138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpcu74C4I/AAAAAAAAAow/qRYov5Q-e4Y/s1600-h/6489_124851802587_774907587_3011370_1258139_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpcu74C4I/AAAAAAAAAow/qRYov5Q-e4Y/s320/6489_124851802587_774907587_3011370_1258139_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372910297809423234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpdBoFqZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/anmn0VoSCGM/s1600-h/6489_125440642587_774907587_3023532_5945820_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpdBoFqZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/anmn0VoSCGM/s320/6489_125440642587_774907587_3023532_5945820_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372910302826703250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpddn1hYI/AAAAAAAAApA/w2k-v7Gf60U/s1600-h/6729_144083202587_774907587_3329489_1892801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpddn1hYI/AAAAAAAAApA/w2k-v7Gf60U/s320/6729_144083202587_774907587_3329489_1892801_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372910310341838210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good bye :) I need to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Fasting to all ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5417054246492439043?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5417054246492439043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5417054246492439043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5417054246492439043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-here.html' title='Its here :)'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SpBpbu33ZmI/AAAAAAAAAog/V6z4XH8hu6o/s72-c/6489_124851792587_774907587_3011368_6482495_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5534435165604237224</id><published>2009-08-12T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:09:10.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugarlips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just feel like blogging right now. I was reading through my old posts and they were so meaningful. I used to update this blog every single day so i know what i'd be doing. Now i don't do that much. I rarely blog due to the limited time i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But i need to, I need to keep a part of me in this blog so i can come back and read about myself in the future. I don't want to forget the memories. We sometimes take these small patty memories for granted. But to me, these are the small things that really make life meaningful :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah, today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What in the world did i do today? Oh i went to class as usual. Had this maths quiz in the morning which was hard but at the same time do-able :) Went back to my room after the class to take a nap but failed coz the laptop was in front of me and plus i didn't have a pillow :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got up at 1.30 just to find a parking space. Ahh the parking spaces there are horrible. Not just that, apparently the people parking are also horrible :/ They don't seem to keep their car within the box given. I mean, for god's sake, you're driving a puny car but you park as though you drive a Hummer -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really need to talk to these people one day. English was cancelled again today. Gosh as sounds as it might sound missing class but when it happens to many times. You tend to get worried and annoyed. It's bad enough that you cancel on us but it's even worst if you cancel and not tell us. The whole class ended up camping outside the class for half an hour. It was so stupid i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank god i was in a really hyper mood. Surprisingly i still am :D I was looking for people to go hyper with me but nobody was available wtf. Everyone was in their *i'm serious* mood. You boring people :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll be having Design Fundamentals tomorrow. Heard we're getting our results. Blerghhhh! I hope i didn't too bad considering the fact that the lecturers said my work was too tidy and thought my vortex was a ball. So much for being creative -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So i'm end it here coz i need to wake up super duper early tomorrow so i can make it in time for the 9 o'clock class T____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5534435165604237224?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5534435165604237224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/sugarlips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5534435165604237224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5534435165604237224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/sugarlips.html' title='sugarlips'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3206271349426330299</id><published>2009-08-10T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:57:38.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is all i have to give</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh -.- How long has it been since i last updated? I am so sorry for neglecting this blog. I've been very busy and not to mention lazy to blog. Everything is moving in high-gear so it's really hard to keep track of time :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank god i have a few minutes to spare now just to blog. I have nothing much to say actually. Had a week break from college so that was very much needed. Had an awesome amount of rest. Well not really considering the fact that i went out every single day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went out with most of the friends. Didn't do much anyway, just lepak-ed here and there and that was it. Drove back to taiping coz my grandma was sick but she's getting better now so thank god for that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a class at 9 tomorrow which is so torturous! I have to wake up so damn bloody early to get ready. That sucks pretty much! So yeah, enough of this mumbo jumbo and let me just get to pictures that have been long overdue :/ &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;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBCK-rYoTI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WF4a9nPlX30/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBCK-rYoTI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WF4a9nPlX30/s320/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368363512216723762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is izzy =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBFGhq0RI/AAAAAAAAAno/niJ_QJBr_s0/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBFGhq0RI/AAAAAAAAAno/niJ_QJBr_s0/s320/Photo+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368362311732613394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nattie Crabbie pattie in Starbucks The Curve :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBFjfwNJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/SKLw4Ag4ccs/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBFjfwNJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/SKLw4Ag4ccs/s320/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368362319509206162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBF85wYSI/AAAAAAAAAoA/o88DwptFwms/s1600-h/Photo+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBF85wYSI/AAAAAAAAAoA/o88DwptFwms/s320/Photo+22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368362326329155874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBF08_fLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/qQFTCL7qV5k/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBF08_fLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/qQFTCL7qV5k/s320/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368362324195245234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBGID9xQI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xOhBLBZFp2E/s1600-h/Photo+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBBGID9xQI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xOhBLBZFp2E/s320/Photo+23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368362329324766466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBCLH5drbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/OgjwrRpR5dE/s1600-h/Photo+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBCLH5drbI/AAAAAAAAAoY/OgjwrRpR5dE/s320/Photo+25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368363514691694002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright that is it for today. Shall have more very berry soon. Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao!&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/7087447239124148238-3206271349426330299?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3206271349426330299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-all-i-have-to-give.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3206271349426330299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3206271349426330299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-all-i-have-to-give.html' title='love is all i have to give'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SoBCK-rYoTI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WF4a9nPlX30/s72-c/Photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1134870025092063203</id><published>2009-08-02T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:31:42.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A call of desperation :(</title><content type='html'>I want to go to Genting Highlands for some fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1134870025092063203?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1134870025092063203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-of-desperation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1134870025092063203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1134870025092063203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-of-desperation.html' title='A call of desperation :('/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6390869542663993970</id><published>2009-07-31T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:11:30.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, just a short update before i go to bed :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to be updated anyway so this is gonna be really short. First of all, i got my new laptop. A macbook pro :) it's so pretty i tell you haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, went out with Zaf today to Pavillion for some shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh i'm bored already so here are some pictures :D&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh3iIyySI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ItdF7AtyEuU/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh3iIyySI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ItdF7AtyEuU/s320/Photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364316975347714338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh4A7E4pI/AAAAAAAAAng/vNZxUYOxyt0/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh4A7E4pI/AAAAAAAAAng/vNZxUYOxyt0/s320/Photo+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364316983611679378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh3wC1g-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/uhKU-Klugks/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh3wC1g-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/uhKU-Klugks/s320/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364316979080823778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gone :)&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/7087447239124148238-6390869542663993970?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6390869542663993970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/songket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6390869542663993970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6390869542663993970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/songket.html' title='Songket'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SnHh3iIyySI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ItdF7AtyEuU/s72-c/Photo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8580641135475901672</id><published>2009-07-26T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:12:03.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the loss of a living legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ask me why i'm blogging everyday. I just feel like it so if you have anything to say about that, DON'T :D heeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to keep myself in the house for the whole day today and finish my assignments but as soon as i woke up, i called peeps and started calling everyone for an outing. Wtf is wrong with me blerghhh! I need to set my priorities straight damn it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was up till 5 last night trying to figure out the design that i'm going to do for my Design Fundamental assignment. It's due on wednesday by the way T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the sudden pass of Yasmin Ahmad has indeed been confirmed today. Yasmin Ahmad ; age 51 passed away last night at 11.25pm in Damansara specialist after going into a coma. She suffered a stroke on thursday while having this meeting with Dato' Siti and her old husband wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this is so shocking. She was practically the only director in malaysia who actually made a difference in the domestic entertainment capital. She was well known for the movies that she had created. Some of them are Sepet, Gubra, Mukhsin and Talentime. I watched all of them mind you. Her ways of making a statement and actually reach out to our nation was very subtle but it definitely worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also known for her indescribably artistic ways of making an advert. Her ads would touch so many hearts. Some of them were funny and some of them were touching but all of them had a special meaning to it. It was somehow embedded in the clip itself and the way people could understand it made her a living legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, this is a big loss to Malaysia. Great minds like these don't come by very often. Let's all pray for her peace and may Allah bless her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Al-Fatihah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8580641135475901672?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8580641135475901672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/loss-of-living-legend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8580641135475901672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8580641135475901672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/loss-of-living-legend.html' title='the loss of a living legend'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6683800246604257870</id><published>2009-07-26T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:20:19.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sengal wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in the mood to blog. Suprising isn't it? lol. So yeah, nothing much to blog about. Just some random stuff i've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, went to Kelana Mall for a Bazaar in Lepaq cafe. It was not bad actually. It had this open mic concept so anyone who feels like singing or whatever can do so there. I had the chance to see some of them practice before the actual show later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part was, i got lost getting there and i got lost going back so technically this proves my direction skills sucks big time. I need a lesson or two from someone who knows KL/Selangor at the tip of their fingers :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, had a bite to eat. Watched telly, watched more telly, and watched more and more telly. Oh wait, i did manage to fit in a few hours of my Computer Graphics assignment but it didn't really turn out the way i wanted it to be so i closed it wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet connection has been PMS-ing. Not me thank YOU very much! it'll take 10000000000000 years to load Facebook. I got so frustrated so i knocked the laptop and poof it turned off by itself. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, it just started to go back to normal so i'm hoping it'll stay like this so i won't lose my mind T___T I love internet! sue me if you want to :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah before i go, i just have to post this convo i had with Izzat like 10 minutes ago. This has nothing to do with the living nor the dead. Please don't come find me HAHA! You know who you are :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;sayanggg...&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;kenapa PMS?&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;jgn la pms sayanggg..&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;ala&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;yang&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;i datang bulan la&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;laaa.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dah ckp smlm..beli 2 packet kotex&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;you degil&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;nak jugak beli 1.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;tu la&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;ish.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;now dah habis&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;pakai tampon je la&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;tak boleh ; you kan tau you slalu overflow cam air terjun.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;takkan i nak ingatkan you slalu&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;susah la hidup i.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;ala&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;you ni&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;susah skit je nak marah&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i tak marah.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i cuma nak bagitau&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;you ada masalah pundi.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;nak buat macam mana&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;dah i mcm ni&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;tue la.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;nak buat camne . i tetap sayang you.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;aww&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;i sayang you jugak&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;you jgn tipu i ; hari tuh i nampak you ngan keling mana tah.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;you nampak ke?&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;itu one night stand je&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;one night stand PUN.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;well i needed someone to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU TAK PERNAH NAK PUAS KAN I&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;I TAK PERNAH PUAS.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;you punya too puny&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry sayang&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;puny puny punnnn you nak jugak.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;mujur la mulut you tak muat besar2.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;takpe. sbb tuh you nak kat i&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;i tau.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;tak sedap la&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;macam lollipop&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;sbb tuh you try for keling.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;diorang wanna be niggers.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;budjet besar&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;eh you ni&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;jealous ke?&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;lollipop ar best.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;tak la ; i lagi suka. sbb you cam takde experience.&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;takleh nak puaskan i&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry la, sometimes i rasa pun you masuk&lt;br /&gt;izzy ; says:&lt;br /&gt;gi la practice.&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli says:&lt;br /&gt;ok la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He started it WTF. I was just going with the flow =.= Anyway, thats it for now. ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Al-fatihah for the loss of Yasmin Ahmad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-6683800246604257870?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6683800246604257870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/sengal-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6683800246604257870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6683800246604257870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/sengal-wtf.html' title='sengal wtf'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1643674978276632703</id><published>2009-07-24T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:58:12.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zafie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm stressed out and carefree at the same time =.= I just finished my english assignment that is to be submitted tomorrow. I feel so relieved that it's done. But then again, not so because i still have like 4 different other subjects that have assignments to be done so yeah, i'm pretty much still in square one T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home in my comfortable bed. No dust on the floor. No ants roaming around. No underwear hanging down from the top of my bed. No noisy fan vibration sounds. And most importantly. No hostel toilets! YAY! I went back early this week because i just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to have class tomorrow but i'm kinda skipping it because it's a one hour class full of nonsense. I'm serious okay? I mean, i've never missed it before so i actually know how it is. It's like the lecturer( no offence Mr Sabri :D ) repeats what he taught in the previous class so there's not really a big point of going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus, it's Zaf's birthday today!(friday) oh which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR ZAFIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true on this special day, Enjoy yourself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SmihG_91UrI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ENaJejVoKO4/s1600-h/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SmihG_91UrI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ENaJejVoKO4/s320/DSC02529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361712498006643378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have known each other since forever. We both know what each of us likes and dislikes. You're my loser and i'm your monkey! Let it stay that way okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah, went out with Zaf this morning supposedly for lunch but ended up going shopping hehe. Well Zaf mostly did the shopping. I tried on a few shirts here and there but none of them were really worth buying haha. We left at around 2.45 coz i had a class at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached campus 20 mins before class so i had time to look for a parking space and walk slowly to class :) Had a very quick class today. Was suppose to be till 6 but we were already out by 4.45 because there was really nothing to be taught. So i went back to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid on the bed and contemplated whether i should be going home or not. So after half an hour or so, i decided to leave so i did. Packed up my stuff and left. Reached home kinda late coz i got lost! I tried this other way home because one of my friends uses it. It made me lost damn it. Felt like such a tard T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took an early dinner. Showered and sat down in front of the laptop. Talked to a few friends for awhile. Did my english assignment with one group mate missing. Finished everything. Watched a little bit of telly and then now i'm here :) Feeling quite thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood to finish my Gossip Girl! Alrighty then, i shall go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;* I'm not mad, it's just that i need you to be more responsible towards your work. Yeah sure i'm not that responsible either but i'm getting there. Trying very hard to leave my highschool mentality and start fresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1643674978276632703?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1643674978276632703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-zafie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1643674978276632703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1643674978276632703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-zafie.html' title='Happy Birthday Zafie!'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SmihG_91UrI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ENaJejVoKO4/s72-c/DSC02529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3698020886188558381</id><published>2009-07-22T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:31:07.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time warp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just as i said life is going smooth. Something bad happens and turns the table around pfftt! I'm having this headache weirdly only on the left side of my head. Apart from that, i'm feeling very emo due to no specific reasons. I was very quiet in class today. Didn't do much "huu haa" as usual. Was practically alone the whole day coz i didn't feel like moving in groups. Just felt like being a loner for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Gossip Girl on my iPOD for the whole day. Like i said, i just felt like keeping to myself. Only had one meal for the day which was breakfast at 9.45 am and suprisingly i wasn't feeling hungry at all. I should emo more, this way i'll lose weight in no time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for home right after the last class which was at 6. Reached home, had an early dinner and watch telly. Took a nice hot shower and now i'm here. Feeling like i'm coming down with a fever but i already took panadol to prevent the fever from developing. I can't afford to get sick these days. Practically everyone in my class is coughing and sneezing so it's kinda worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of work to do but instead of getting to it, i'm here blabbing on how my day was and what not. Well that's too bad anyway. How can i focus on my work when all my brain wants to do is emo. I feel lo unsatisfied. I'm mad at time. Time changes things. I don't mind if it changes something from bad to good but the reason i am the way i am now is because it changed something good to bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blame time for all of this. Time is definitely at fault. Depressing isn't it? Blaming everyone and everything else but our ownself. Sigh what is going on with me. I just feel like stopping the time so i can live in that moment again and again. But i know i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept the fact Fitri Zulkifli....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not today Sonny Jim :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Just as i was about to feel somewhat better, blogger knocks on the door and delivers more emo but not permitting me to upload photos! DAMN IT*&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/7087447239124148238-3698020886188558381?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3698020886188558381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-warp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3698020886188558381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3698020886188558381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-warp.html' title='time warp'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-64501167332189964</id><published>2009-07-21T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:41:43.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Humans tend to take things for granted sometimes. They have their own ways of looking at something in various ways and because of that, the outcome is not usually the same. It can either be bad or it can either be good so that is what tells everyone apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, life has been very kind. Not to say that everything is going perfect but it can be counted smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lifestyle has changed termendously. I was very depending back then but i now i find myself more independent. Though, at the same time. I miss my old life so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically miss everyone that was constantly around me whom i can trust and actually talk to without doubt. Not counting gender nor race. I miss being me. Being the fool that i am. In school, i was crazy. I'd fool around. Laugh and sing loudly like the school was actually my dad's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that i'm in college. I have to potray myself differently. I have to remain calm. No loud laughs. No loud singing. I just miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are a few peeps here that make me feel abit like i used to be. So it really helps. I just hope these few people will stay the way they are so i can remain the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit its raining and i have to walk to the car. Fuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-64501167332189964?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/64501167332189964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/64501167332189964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/64501167332189964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3208160083226169710</id><published>2009-07-19T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:16:53.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evil clowns..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh! How long has it been since i last blogged? Well no matter, it's great that i'm here now. Let's hope it'll last. Well so yeah, i have been busy busy busy with college. Day in and day out, assignments given everyday and most of them have short submission periods so blogging is really hard to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is like the only day i'm free coz there are no assignments due next week well except that i have a maths quiz on tuesday so i have to get to studying later :) College has been good to me. Not bored of it just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe there are a few minor things annoying me but it's coming to a settlement pretty soon. Hopefully =.= I'm searching for a room to move into with a friend coz he's living at home as of the moment and i can't stand living in the hostel anymore. The toilets and room itself is just horrible. I really need a room fast :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that everything is going on fine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzat sent me back home on wednesday coz i couldn't drive. Zafiee sent me back to campus the next day with Naim. Showed them around the campus and went to Alamanda for lunch after that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunties came over to the house on friday to hang out. I swam with the cousins for the whole day so when they left. I literally fell flat on the bed. Slept through the whole night and woke up pretty fresh haha. Went out with Zafiee on saturday to One utama. Had lunch there and went shopping. Well she did haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at 5 and took another nap wtf. Woke up, had dinner. Watched tv. Was watching this Planet Muzik Awards show thingy and it made me sleepy so i went to bed. It was 11 mind you. Super early heeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping today. Well it wasn't really planned. I just saw the stuff and i just knew i had to get it kinda thing :D Well i better get on studying. And i'm also out of ideas on what to blog about wtf aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be uploaded as soon as my internet connection stops PMS-ing :)&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/7087447239124148238-3208160083226169710?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3208160083226169710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/evil-clowns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3208160083226169710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3208160083226169710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/evil-clowns.html' title='evil clowns..'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4431708605913014376</id><published>2009-07-14T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:05:00.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a short post :) i'm currently in maths. Waiting for the lecturer to start woot. Will blog more as soon as possible. Getting a new laptop very soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macbook here i come wtf haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-4431708605913014376?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4431708605913014376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-short-post-im-currently-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4431708605913014376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4431708605913014376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-short-post-im-currently-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3804463352279563715</id><published>2009-07-05T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:37:31.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>namun ku percaya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like changing my blog layout :) but sadly i can't seem to find any that meets up to my expectations. The nicest one i see is already being used by me so yeah. Pretty pointless if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm going out with Nat and Zaf the loser today :) Still waiting for Nat to give me her brother's house address. I better get ready. Oh wait, I have to print out some notes first. Bloody hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-3804463352279563715?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3804463352279563715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/namun-ku-percaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3804463352279563715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3804463352279563715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/namun-ku-percaya.html' title='namun ku percaya...'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8624545089563332969</id><published>2009-07-04T16:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:25:18.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teh o ais satu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, i apologize for neglecting my blog. Well it's not really neglecting, just that i don't update on a daily basis like i used to. Why? Because college is draining. I still have to get used to this whole run around like a barbarian to go to class thing. It's still new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, a recap of my week seems like the best thing i can do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did i do on Monday? Oh yeah, left pretty early because my sister had class at 11. Didn't do much for this week coz i was practically tied up with all my work so i didn't really have that much time to waste. Just abit here and there i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this interesting task of drawing a box in Drawing class. The interesting part was, we had to draw a normal box using this weird method for 4 hours. Yes, you heard me. 4 hours. Some people were actually dying after the first hour because the method we had to use was so confusing. I understood the part where they asked us to buy a ruler and not use it to draw lines because they want us to draw free hand but drawing a box without at least given measurements and expect it to be the same. Yea right man =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people finished drawing after an hour and went to sleep. I finished at 2.30 if i'm not mistaken and you know what i did after that to kill time? I listened to my ipod and watched other people disturb me wtf T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a1FQxvjI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/OLTi4d2IDCo/s1600-h/29062009212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a1FQxvjI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/OLTi4d2IDCo/s320/29062009212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354527981214744114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You see! Umar likes disturbing me when i'm doing my work quietly wtf :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a1uI2R8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/u0RCXDfSKr0/s1600-h/29062009214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a1uI2R8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/u0RCXDfSKr0/s320/29062009214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354527992187340738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Chewan. His name is Shahir something but we call him Chewan. He's the king of sleeping wtf haha. He can sleep a whole week and not wake up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a10uSm4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/-yyxhAw8Owo/s1600-h/29062009213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a10uSm4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/-yyxhAw8Owo/s320/29062009213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354527993954999170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Umar. He's very semangat-ed in everything he does. HAH yea right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a2IpbB2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/63LgmVQL-yU/s1600-h/29062009215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a2IpbB2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/63LgmVQL-yU/s320/29062009215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354527999303288674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the box. The annoying recycled box which we had to draw for 4 stinking hours =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a few more peeps i haven't taken a picture of yet. There's Ayai who claims to be an artist by day and a pole dancer by night HAHA! There's also Ijat. Hah budak jambu poyo ni haha. He's in some of my classes and we usually hang out in campus. He doesn't stay in the hostel because he's too gedik HAHA :P Not forgetting Meor. Met him during orientation week. Sat beside him a few times. He's the kind of person who likes to do things following his own likings and make the university his dad's haha. There are a lot more actually but these are the few people that i remember right now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my faculty which is Faculty of Creative Multimedia(FCM) had this break the ice session with the seniors this morning. Since i go home every friday. I had to drive back to Cyber this morning to attend the "awesome" session :D It started at 8. I woke up at 7.30. Left the house at 7.50 and reached the campus at 8. Yea baby haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was late and there would a big crowd just staring at me but i was dead wrong. There were like 50 students out of 150 students just sitting around waiting for something good to happen. Including Ijat and Ayai who were damn enthusiastic especially Ijat because he came all the way from Damansara haha. Meor reached like 15 minutes later wearing jeans and a tee rubbing his eyes like he just got out of bed. Bodoh nye Meor haha. We were asked to come in sports attire haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registered and went in to the lecture hall and listened to the seniors and what not. Went out and were seperated into different groups and such. The plan was to leave when the games started so i told them to call me when they were leaving. Sadly i didn't hear my phone and only noticed it 10 minutes later so i left abit later. So while my group walked to the tennis court. I went into the car and left weeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of other people left after me because it was not really as much fun as we thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that was pretty much it. I need to get started on my Design Fundamentals work now. I need Zaf's help for this though. She somehow has more imagination power haha. Right Zaf loser! I miss you haha. See you tomorrow la kay? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for this week. Will try harder to blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fitri Zulkifli-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8624545089563332969?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8624545089563332969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/teh-o-ais-satu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8624545089563332969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8624545089563332969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/07/teh-o-ais-satu.html' title='teh o ais satu!'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sk8a1FQxvjI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/OLTi4d2IDCo/s72-c/29062009212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3586932818145404509</id><published>2009-06-28T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:24:30.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indulging..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in the mood for Mcd. I have no idea why but it's just there. Was on the phone with Zaf for about an hour and a half talking about stuff(s). Stuff(s) which you peeps have no reason to know :P So yeah, i'm going to her place at 11 to study. Well she has to study and i have to finish my not so awesome assignments =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my car was scratched by some stupid anus who clearly didn't know how to park T_T So there's one small patch of scratches on my car bumper. I can't bare seeing it so i'm bringing it for a paint job. Next week perhaps coz i need to use the car today and the shops are technically closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need Transformer tickets! Help me get them please. I've been trying to get them but it seems like everything is fully booked till wednesday. Where is the fairness is that? Gahhh! Although i've already watched it, but the seats that i got were bad so tak puas hati laa ni :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few friends that had tickets to watch it last night but none had extra for me wtf haha. No la kidding. I tried tricking some of them to giving me the tickets but they were just to smart eh wtf man haha. You know who you are haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, shall go on a ticket hunt next week. Sigh, i have to learn to sit down in campus and do absolutely nothing instead of rolling around finding something to do :P My car really needs a rest. As a matter of fact, i need the rest too. And that reminds me, i have to get mahjong paper to draw on coz my lecturer thinks A3's are too small haha okaaaaaay =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is a short recap on what i did last week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had class the whole day. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went out for dinner in Hassans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had more classes compared to Monday wtf. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back home that night coz i was having a fever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still a big load of classes but this time was different. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was having a fever and the lecturer was bloody boring so the time went by pretty fast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to watch Transformer midnight show in Alamanda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept in the whole day coz class was at 4. The one and only btw heeeee :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Old town for some coffee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had only one class. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Car got banged wtf. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for lunch in Putrajaya. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home with sister at 3. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, awesome right? I can't do this anymore next week coz i need to get serious. No more hanky panky wtf. Well i shall go and have breakfast now. HAH! I woke up at 8 today having an asthma attack. Took the nebulizer and now i'm high! What a way to start a sunday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-3586932818145404509?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3586932818145404509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/indulging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3586932818145404509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3586932818145404509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/indulging.html' title='indulging..'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-15030350161072162</id><published>2009-06-27T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:03:31.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ is gone ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so bored i can kill someone. I already have someone in line so don't test me haha. This is by far the worst saturday i've ever had. I'm so bored. I want to watch Transformers 2 again! I watched it the first time with Kai zhi, Dila, Diyana and Peggy in Alamanda on wednesday midnight :) The whole place was crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to campus at 4am if i was not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to KL now so i'll make a real post later. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Michael Jackson @ Mikael&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/7087447239124148238-15030350161072162?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/15030350161072162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/15030350161072162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/15030350161072162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/mj-is-gone.html' title='MJ is gone ):'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-2336198644048955217</id><published>2009-06-22T09:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:32:11.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right from the start...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My weekend was bloody tiring but it was definitely awesome possum magnolia gossum wtf. Was there on both days saturday and sunday. Started really early in the morning. Well for me it did seem very early. So yeah, our booth was right in front of the lake so it was just beautiful. It rained on both days so the weather was just perfect. Wind never stopped coming coz it was in an open area beside the lake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely tired when i got home last night. All i could think of was sleep but i had so much to do. First i needed to pack. Then i needed to find pictures to be printed for my assignments. And at last i needed to fill my empty tummy wtf. So yeah, i packed,ate, searched for pictures and gave it to my dad to be printed then off to bed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up considerably early today. I don't know, got kinda used to waking up early in campus i guess. Class is at 2 today so i'm thinking of going back at 12. Sadly i did not wash the car this week coz i was too tired. Planned to do so today before i go back but i'm too darn tired so i'll just let it be wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2pm class will end at 6 which means i'll be stuck in the drawing studio for 4 stinkin' hours. Oh god help me. I'm not the type to sit down in one place and do something for large amount of hours. I'll eventually lose focus and go astray wtfwtf haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i had a father's day karaoke night on saturday. Invited my dad's brother and family and my dad's uncle and family. Sang till 3am like maniacs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loads of pictures from the weekend but it's still in my phone and some are in the camera. I will try to get it transferred in campus and post it up. I'm gonna go take breakfast and a shower now. I need to take petrol and charge my IPOD. Trust me, without it i'll die eeeeeek :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-2336198644048955217?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/2336198644048955217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-from-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2336198644048955217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2336198644048955217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-from-start.html' title='right from the start...'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1586640099385778528</id><published>2009-06-19T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:21:40.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMU week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling very moody right now. Partially due to me being so tired. Stress is also in it somewhere and most important annoyed. I was considerably okay this morning but as the day got longer, my mood went all over the place. One minute i was with Diyana laughing at the FCM cafe, the next minute i'm hovering around the campus like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have been trying to blog in campus but it does not feel the same. Everytime i begin typing i just end up bored so i leave wtf. I have that same exact feeling right now. So yeah, there are uncountable numbers of drafts in my blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class this week had it's ups and downs. Some classes were just briefings coz it was the first class but some had already given assignments so you can actually say that my hands are currently tied. I have drawings, writings and more drawings and writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home on wednesday coz i needed the comfort of home. I needed to use my very own toilet badly. The toilets in my campus makes my toilet look like the Sultan's toilet wtf. I went back to campus the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've been spending alot of my time hanging out with a few friends. Namely Kai Zhi. He's from KL too so understands my so called situation haha wtf. For the past week, we've been having breakfast, lunch and dinner together coz somehow he's the only one that understands me. He makes all these kind of jokes which literally kills me but he still knows the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Alamanda on monday tuesday night to watch Drag me to hell with some friends. Well the plan was to just go for dinner but i practically forced them to watch it so thanks guys :D I was brave enough to buy the tickets but when the movie started, the braveness went out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at about 1 so we went to Rahim for drinks before we went back to the campus. The trip ended in a really sour note. We had a few people upset with one another so that was a turn off. Reached campus, took a shower. Went back down to the guys hostel cafe and talked to Kai zhi and Daniel till about 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel slept at my room coz he was too lazy to go back to his room. Kai zhi and i went to Hassans coz he was hungry. Ate Maggi goreng and went back at 4.30am. Slept straight away. Woke up at a 9 coz class was at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Old town white coffee the following night coz we needed some coffee. Got back at around 1. We didn't go anywhere last night though. We were suppose to but i cancelled it. We planned to go to Sunway Pyramid but i had no mood to go so we ended up going back to campus to do our work at the foyer in front of the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat there till about 2.30. The gate to the boys hostel was closed so me and Kai zhi had to walk a whole round just to go back. Thank god we managed to find a shortcut so it made the journey somewhat less painfull wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, had class at 11 till 12. Watched this short film called food wtf which was about two men sitting down at a table and ending up naked or something like that. Was barely awake so i listened to my ipod while taking down notes from the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, took my stuff into the car. Went home. Stopped by the mosque to pray but i was kinda late. Got home. Watched telly and now i'm here. Still feeling very moody. Cold but moody. I have to start finishing my assignments coz i'm opening a booth tomorrow at Putrajaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So see you soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-1586640099385778528?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1586640099385778528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/mmu-week-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1586640099385778528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1586640099385778528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/mmu-week-1.html' title='MMU week 1'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-632533437349820262</id><published>2009-06-15T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:10:20.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't worry about the people in your past. There's a reason they didn't make it to your future :)&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/7087447239124148238-632533437349820262?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/632533437349820262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-to-notice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/632533437349820262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/632533437349820262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-to-notice.html' title='something to notice'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5188831962085822113</id><published>2009-06-14T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:02:45.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not anything to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still at home. Doing absolutely nothing. Well it's not that i don't want too, its just that i don't have anything to do. I wanna do assignments but i have none. I wanna write something somewhere but i have nothing to write. I want to go back to Cyberjaya but i hate to leave my nice comfy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been contemplating on whether i should wash the car or not right now coz it looks pretty dark outside. So if i wash the car and it rains, all my hardwork will go to waste and my car will still end up dirty when i go back to campus. But then again, if i at least wash the dirt off, it won't be that dirty and i doubt rain can make it that dirty. Do you understand what i'm going through here? All in a days work. The conflicts that i have to handle which is somewhat created by me wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class which is basic drawing is at 2 tomorrow but i have this library registration session in the morning so it means i have to get up super early tomorrow. I have to send my sister back to her house first. And if say i run out of time, i plan to go right away leaving all my stuff in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am partially excited to the fact that my classes are finally starting. But there's still a small percentage of fear and anxiety. I fear that my brain won't start working again wtf. Well you know, it has been 6 months since i last used my brain to think. Yes, i didn't really think much during the holidays wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling anxious due to my social abilities. I was checking my groupings list and i noticed that none of the people i know are in the same group as i am. So i was thinking, am i like going to have lunch alone wtf. I have this bad habit of expecting the worse out of any situation. I tend to over-think something and eventually lose my mind. Bad habits die hard so deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to settle a lot of things this week. I have to apply a sticker for my car so that it won't get clamped every minute of everyday. I also have to get a switch for my internet. My roomates are thinking of getting our own printer and scanner so we have to discuss about that on monday when i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping next week will be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-5188831962085822113?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5188831962085822113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-anything-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5188831962085822113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5188831962085822113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-anything-to-me.html' title='not anything to me...'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5585050554693440305</id><published>2009-06-13T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:19:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovegame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My blog has been dead for quite some time and i apologize for that. I have just been super busy with orientation week. After the little incident i had, i've been going back and forth from home to cyberjaya. I had to leave home at 8 am and will only be home at about 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually expected college to be tiring but not this tiring. It really makes me appreciate all the sleep hours i get. I shall not waste anymore of my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had cultural night at the campus on wednesday night. It was a night where all the different groups of freshies are required to perform something on stage. My team which was group B performed a sketch about Snow white and her 7 dwarfs. Our story was somewhat messed up coz instead of eating a bad apple, she ate chicken chop wtf. Instead of having a girl playing snow white we had a guy and instead of having someone white we had someone not so white haha no offence Danny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we also had to put together a fan club or a cheer group. So there was technically an award for the best performance and best cheer. We got 3rd for our performance but got god-knows-what for our cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the OC's and DM's perform after that. I was laughing and cheering the whole night. Was with Khai Zi the whole night. The stupid boy who makes stupid jokes. Everything that comes out from his mouth is stupid haha wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing ended at about 1. I drove back alone on the lonely highway. Got kinda sleepy as i got nearer to subang haha. Reached home at 2. Watched some tv and went to bed. Was suppose to wake up early and go to cyber the next morning but was too bloody tired to get up so i was late for briefings and i missed one bahh. The most important one yet haha. But thank god i managed to find out the things i missed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was early on friday. Got help from Peggy during registration haha. Finished up, went to the library to pick a date for some mumbo jumbo. That was pretty much it. Went to Alamanda with Diyana and Danny in the afternoon. Had our lunch in burger King and watched a movie. We watched Blood: the last vampire. The movie sucked big time. Please don't watch it. I had my first experience of sleeping in the cinema. Shit weh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at around 5. Went to Hassans for a drink and sent them back to the campus and i left for home. Reached home feeling dead. I slept pretty early that night haha. Okay, let's just get to the pictures. No more words :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBaVoWgtI/AAAAAAAAAls/G8ypWYqSTxw/s1600-h/10062009182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBaVoWgtI/AAAAAAAAAls/G8ypWYqSTxw/s400/10062009182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829840846062290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peggy who likes to hit me and Khai Zi who i find awesomely stupid :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBaLr_7FI/AAAAAAAAAlk/T4wRkVI2hGM/s1600-h/10062009183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBaLr_7FI/AAAAAAAAAlk/T4wRkVI2hGM/s400/10062009183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829838177004626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faris is the guy who is cool on the outside but just as goofy as all of us on the inside haha and that's Dila. The girl that creates funny chaos haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBZP0zZCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lWkYfvKV8Yk/s1600-h/10062009169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBZP0zZCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lWkYfvKV8Yk/s400/10062009169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829822107804706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diyana is the girl who is very self concious. In a good way i mean :) And that's Danny. Once he opens his mouth. All the stupid jokes come rolling out. haha sumpah lawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBZlGIw2I/AAAAAAAAAlU/RhrQgIQRjtk/s1600-h/10062009184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBZlGIw2I/AAAAAAAAAlU/RhrQgIQRjtk/s400/10062009184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829827817653090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls in my group :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well thats it for now. I will try to take more pictures next week. I'm gonna watch some telly. Ciao boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5585050554693440305?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5585050554693440305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovegame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5585050554693440305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5585050554693440305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovegame.html' title='lovegame'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SjPBaVoWgtI/AAAAAAAAAls/G8ypWYqSTxw/s72-c/10062009182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-2635637905797581954</id><published>2009-06-13T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:31:16.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heeee</title><content type='html'>I have a huge urge to blog but i'm just to damn sleepy so i'm outty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall blog tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-2635637905797581954?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/2635637905797581954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/heeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2635637905797581954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2635637905797581954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/heeee.html' title='heeee'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-1177666433315745263</id><published>2009-06-09T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:18:57.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck you jiun, izzah and all the other dm's</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a real post, this is a post for me to rant about the stupid people in charge of orientation week in mmu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call themselves "oc" which stands for orientation comitee. They also have this DM. Stands for discipline master or whatever bullocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head of this DM thing is this guy who is still a fucking student but acting like he owns the fucking college. He believes in discipline and honsetly i have nothing against that but you have to it the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, we had to go to the mosque to pray. They as in the DM people held us back at the mosque till 6pm. And suddenly they tell us we have 5 minutes to run to the other side of the campus to make it for the next assembly shit. Nearly everyone of the muslims were late so we were forced to do like 20 push ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how i don't take shit from anyone, i didn't do it. Then one of the dm's came to me and asked why i was late and i told him that i was asthmatic and i can't run so thats why. And you know what he said? He said, oh thats not a reason. And i went wtfwtfwtfwtf are you serious? Are you seriously that retarded? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am pissed off about this. So now i'm being a rebel. I don't make eye contact. I don't even feel like being here. Fuck them all! well just the dm's. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those who find the f words unneccesary. My bad :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-1177666433315745263?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/1177666433315745263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-you-jiun-izzah-and-all-other-dms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1177666433315745263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/1177666433315745263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-you-jiun-izzah-and-all-other-dms.html' title='fuck you jiun, izzah and all the other dm&apos;s'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8992027619236542097</id><published>2009-06-07T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:02:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seindah syurga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm leaving for college in about 6 hours. No air cond for a week. No home cooked food. No more waking up at 10 and going back to sleep at 12 till 2 T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be taking my car along. Will not be taking my laptop just yet. Going online with my phone i guess. I have no idea on how the room setting is. I have no idea who my roommate is. I have no idea why i'm not asleep when i have to get up at 6 tomorrow wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, short summary before i go to bed. Woke up at 10. Fetched Zaf from Shah alam. Drove to Pj to fetch Nat and Azrina. Went to pyramid for lunch. Walked around for abit but didn't get anything coz there was too many people everywhere. Left. Sent Nat and Azrina back. Went to Honda showroom coz someone wanted to see her car *ahem ahem* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Zaf back. Reached home. KO-ed for awhile. Woke up at 7. Went to parade for last minute shopping. Needed some supplies hehe. Alone mind you, parents were in Ipoh for the whole day attending a wedding. Tapao-ed food on the way home for me and my sister. Ate while watching blonde and blonder wtf. Didn't get to finish watching it coz i had to start packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed everything. Took a shower. Facebook-ed for a few minutes and now i'm here. Signing off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;See you in a week or so. I'm going to dungeon of death wtf. Someone rescue me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MMU is NOT a government University mind you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-8992027619236542097?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8992027619236542097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/seindah-syurga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8992027619236542097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8992027619236542097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/seindah-syurga.html' title='seindah syurga'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3812359405693840692</id><published>2009-06-05T01:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:52:06.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh, i have been neglecting my blog for almost a week T_T I have been so busy. I'm starting my college next week so i have to prepare but yet half of the things on the list is still missing. I am so not taking this seriously. I really need to start focusing. No more holidays, no more staying at home not giving a single care about the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to expect. I want to bring my car but i'm afraid it's not allowed. I need the car there. Just in case i need to run away wtf. I seriously don't know what it's gonna be like. Thank god my sister is staying in Cyberjaya for a few days so she can go out with her friends. So that means i won't be a total loser loner there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a quick update on my week before i run off to bed. Okay let's see, I did not go anywhere on monday coz i was getting back the sleep that i missed over the weekend (: I went out to midvalley in the morning with my aunty and friends till about 2. Got home, freshened up and went out again with my cousin to sunway pyramid. Super tiring. Went to the mamak after that for tea and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i went to pyramid with my mum and sister to get my college stuff. Well maybe we ended shopping more than we were suppose too :D Reached home at about 6. I took a short nap which wasn't really that short coz i woke up at 9 i think :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my aunty came with her 2 daughters and one of their friends for a swim and a movie. They reached my place at around 10 and straight into the pool they went. Swam for about an hour or so. Showered and got ready. Had a late breakfast at home before we left. Reached the cinema 10 minutes late coz the movie had already started. Thank god we booked tickets so lining up was not needed (: We watched Monsters VS Aliens. The movie was okay i guess. Some parts were a wee bit mundane but i found it okay. Left pyramid right after the movie coz my aunty needed to be home and my sister and I didn't have anything else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dropped my sister off at home and i went to Taylor's. Called Sonia and told her that we were going out. So i waited outside Taylor's ADP building and what i got was bird shit. The darn bird on the tree shot one to my car making the amount of sweat i made washing the car go right down the drain. Sigh T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Parade for lunch/tea. Well she already had her lunch but i haven't so yeah. Gossiped in Secret recipe till about 5. Sent her back right away coz she had tuition. Went home, watched the telly for a few minutes and took a nap till 7. Was online for awhile. I found this chatroom where you can actually chat with random strangers and none of your info is needed. You just click "start chat" and random people come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun though. Talked to many kinds of people. Mostly psychos haha. But there was some that were pretty decent to talk to. Had a late dinner while watching Disturbia for the 97437467287362727837463th time (: and now i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was not planning to blog coz i didn't really have the mood but then i felt like i had too coz i felt like i was letting Nuffnang down wtf =.= I'm such a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sadly to tell you peeps but i have no pictures whatsoever. As a matter of fact, i don't even know where the camera is. Damn it. It seems that i've lost it again, Sigh shoot me T_T So i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SigIqtI-QvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/1ERNSg6VQ_4/s1600-h/27052009155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SigIqtI-QvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/1ERNSg6VQ_4/s400/27052009155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343530487639851762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I snapped this coincidentally on the telly a few days ago (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-3812359405693840692?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3812359405693840692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/melancholic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3812359405693840692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3812359405693840692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/06/melancholic.html' title='melancholic'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SigIqtI-QvI/AAAAAAAAAlE/1ERNSg6VQ_4/s72-c/27052009155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5677133066576773</id><published>2009-05-31T23:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:13:54.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hampshire School</title><content type='html'>Oh i'm finally home (: After such a hectic weekend, i can finally sit down and relax. The "Solaris" weekend was fun but definitely tiring. Like super tiring. I can now somehow feel the pain that the sellers go through :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, before i start on everything. I have a message for the retarded asswipe who keeps coming to my blog pretending to know everything which he/she definitely does not. I mean, he/she actually had the nerves to come to my blog and talk absolutely shit HAH! you make me laugh twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/she asked me for a link so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ths.westminster.sch.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ths.westminster.sch.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.ths.westminster.sch.uk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you're colour blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just can't seem to understand why these people spend their time trying to prove something which is not even near the truth. Okay listen here you whore. My bro, sis and i were in the school for 3++ years alright? So don't you come here and act like you know it all. HAH!. Hampshire school is located all around London. There is one in Kensington Garden. Mine is at Queensborrough Terrrace. I have loads of pictures to back my statement but i'm not posting them up coz i don't need to prove anything to you. You say you live in London but you don't even know the school. Are you sure you live in London? coz by the way you say that the school doesn't exist, i reckon you're not that intelligent. Well not any further than stupid to be more precise! Failed geography i suppose? LOL (: So seriously, if you still think that the school does not exist then go right ahead. I shall not be in your way. As long as i know where it is then why should i care? I have no obligations dude! (: So peace out you tard! Oh btw, why don't you use your real name? too much of a vagina i suppose? HAH! Don't pussy out dude. Look who is calling me a tit hahahaha loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the crowd today in Solaris was very slow. Not many came with intentions on buying. Just browsing i suppose (: but no worries, maybe next time. Oh yea, i saw Azrina there. She actually came to my booth but i didn't say hi coz i was being malu and stupid at the same time. Azrina!!!! You did not say hi either! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the end of a hectic weekend, i'm planning to go to my aunty's house on tuesday just for fun but i need to ask for directions wtf. Yeah anyway, i'm getting pretty sleepy so i think i'll end it here. Pictures will be posted tomorrow! Peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-5677133066576773?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5677133066576773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/hampshire-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5677133066576773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5677133066576773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/hampshire-school.html' title='Hampshire School'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-7683820725219835936</id><published>2009-05-30T23:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:26:00.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-zibit wtf</title><content type='html'>Presenting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*DRUMROLLS*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SiFMkbm5cZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/rmLlScuf_Xw/s1600-h/caredit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SiFMkbm5cZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/rmLlScuf_Xw/s400/caredit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341634821808026002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAH! I finally got it lol. The car that i've been waiting for is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I blurred out the plate number lol. Anyway, i'm gonna make this a really short one coz i just had such a tiring day today and tomorrow will be another day so i have to get to sleeping. I slept at 3 last night and woke up at 8 this morning. Such torchure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you all know or might know wtf. I have a booth in Solaris Mont Kiara(SOHO) selling stuff over the weekend. Today was one of the days and tomorrow will be another day. So yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue on how to get to Solaris Mont Kiara. I had my dad in another car in front of me showing me the way haha coz i insisted on driving my OWN new car (: Well technically i share it with my sister but she has no driving license haha wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take any pictures coz i forgot my camera in the car and i got too darn  lazy to go down again and take it. I'm hoping to take some pictures of the place tomorrow. My sister came back today and went straight to bed. I'm tough though considering the fact that i woke up at 8 and have been at Solaris for 9 stinking hours  and still able to blog about it wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going alone tomorrow without following my dad. The best part is, i was suppose to memorize the road today so i could come tomorrow but i was totally dumbfounded over the car that i actually did not even pay attention to how we got there wtf. I'm guessing i'll be driving blindly tomorrow! YAY wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i'm gonna go now. My eyes are half closed and it's nearly 12. I need some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nattie! I am so sorry i've been missing laa. As you can see i've been so busy with this booth thingy and i'm already starting college next week. I hope i get to see you before i register coz i doubt i'll be free for a very long time ): I miss you btw T__T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-7683820725219835936?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/7683820725219835936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-zibit-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7683820725219835936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7683820725219835936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-zibit-wtf.html' title='x-zibit wtf'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SiFMkbm5cZI/AAAAAAAAAk0/rmLlScuf_Xw/s72-c/caredit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3375174684855961838</id><published>2009-05-29T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:32:21.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shabby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm getting my car at 3 :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salesperson called and she said that we can come at 1 but i have friday prayers and my dad is not free till later in the afternoon so 3 it is i guess. Hopefully everything will be fine when i get there. I went from counting days to counting hours. I'm so excited (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, to that pathetic guest on my chatbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You should really get your facts right before you intrude my blog. Coz what you just said is full of crap. I don't know who you are, but if you're so called "brave" enough to come to my blog and say such things, i reckon you have been to London or you know someone who has. So you think you know everything. HAH! Think again dude!So yeah, next time please leave your real name and not be such a pussy about it ait? :D Coz i love these kind of comments. It builds me up and at the same time, it tears you apart wooot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alrighty, i'm off to take a shower. My aunty is coming so i better get ready (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-3375174684855961838?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3375174684855961838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/shabby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3375174684855961838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3375174684855961838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/shabby.html' title='Shabby'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4049373072314736780</id><published>2009-05-28T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:16:07.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay! Despite all the problems i had to solve. I finally resolved it so tomorrow is still on :D I'm gonna get to meet my two utter most sexy dungu(s) in the world. Jolin and Nicole yo! I'm fetching them for dinner. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we did something like this was ages ago ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sh1nMcx7jfI/AAAAAAAAAks/DlxYzDzq-BA/s1600-h/%7EBluek%7E%281080%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sh1nMcx7jfI/AAAAAAAAAks/DlxYzDzq-BA/s400/%7EBluek%7E%281080%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340538196712984050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7087447239124148238-4049373072314736780?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4049373072314736780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4049373072314736780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4049373072314736780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-them.html' title='I miss them'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sh1nMcx7jfI/AAAAAAAAAks/DlxYzDzq-BA/s72-c/%7EBluek%7E%281080%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3118719839444652028</id><published>2009-05-26T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:21:03.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShvQknuAQRI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ppozde75BAk/s1600-h/thank-you-stayed-here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShvQknuAQRI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ppozde75BAk/s400/thank-you-stayed-here.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340091110733660434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-3118719839444652028?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3118719839444652028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3118719839444652028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3118719839444652028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShvQknuAQRI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Ppozde75BAk/s72-c/thank-you-stayed-here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-161810299440813405</id><published>2009-05-25T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:52:47.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jpj hates me *editted*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have not got my car yet sigh. The car is ready but the registration number is not. Was planned to get WSP 7702 but sadly we missed it so now we have to wait for WSQ 7702. I'm really really hoping that it'll come before i start college coz i need to visit so many people ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet when i start, i'd be too busy to even start the engine. The number closed at WSQ 3130 today so i'm really really really hoping that by wednesday it'll be released so by monday next week i can get my car :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu'mon everybody, pray along with me wtf T___________________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super frustrated now sigh. Anyway i have to jet, going to the airport to send my cousin and family coz they're going to UK Ulu Klang wtf no laa United Kingdom. Sigh.... bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad came back from work today and told me that there's a 80% chance i'm getting the registration number for my car tomorrow :D:D:D:D:D:D So me parents will be going to Proton tomorrow to sign some paperworks so they can release ze car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh my lifelong wait has finally ended lol. So now, i know you might be wondering what car i'm getting kan? Well i want to show it not to brag or show off. I just want you guys to feel the excitement that i'm feeling. I know it's a cheap car and obviously some you guys can get or even already own a better car but to me, getting a car is already awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShrZukqMRxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4XAGqoCHiIw/s1600-h/Proton_Saga_%28second_generation%29_%28front%29,_Serdang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShrZukqMRxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4XAGqoCHiIw/s400/Proton_Saga_%28second_generation%29_%28front%29,_Serdang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339819702338995986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There it is (: Isn't it pretty? lol. I'm getting it in Gray though. White is actually nice but the waiting time for it is too long. You know me, wait and i don't go together heeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhoo, before i go. I'll be opening a booth in SOHO KL this weekend so please please please do come and visit ait? Bring you mother, your sister, grandmother, grandfather, uncles and aunties. Everyone la kay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Shrayeo-mmI/AAAAAAAAAkc/7b5AzbPtkqQ/s1600-h/AFair+School+Holidays+SoHo%2Bposter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Shrayeo-mmI/AAAAAAAAAkc/7b5AzbPtkqQ/s400/AFair+School+Holidays+SoHo%2Bposter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339820868954397282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-161810299440813405?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/161810299440813405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/jpj-hates-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/161810299440813405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/161810299440813405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/jpj-hates-me.html' title='jpj hates me *editted*'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShrZukqMRxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4XAGqoCHiIw/s72-c/Proton_Saga_%28second_generation%29_%28front%29,_Serdang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4163437035299565733</id><published>2009-05-25T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:04:02.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unstable reactions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter how angry and frustrated i'm feeling right now, i shall still blog coz it's not the blog that got me frustrated,it's the things that's been happening around me ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the weekends was a total bore. Stayed at home doing absolutely nothing. Went out for my mum's birthday dinner last night at this restaurant in KL called Cheng Ho which was awesome. Came back. Emo-ed like eff and went to bed early with the ipod stuck in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up today still feeling crappy. The ipod has practically been attached to my ears since last night and i'm not exactly planning to take them off just yet sigh. It's the only thing that is able to get my mind off whatever is going on right now which is honestly just effing my brain cells dead la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for now. I'm literally in an utter mess that has come back to haunt me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-4163437035299565733?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4163437035299565733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/unstable-reactions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4163437035299565733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4163437035299565733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/unstable-reactions.html' title='unstable reactions'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6523284904435747659</id><published>2009-05-23T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:04:46.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's an actress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was about to blog but then i started sneezing so i don't feel like it anymore =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Shet-fwX7aI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iMOZGzS9QsI/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Shet-fwX7aI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iMOZGzS9QsI/s200/Picture+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338927172458900898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7087447239124148238-6523284904435747659?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6523284904435747659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-actress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6523284904435747659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6523284904435747659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-actress.html' title='she&apos;s an actress'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Shet-fwX7aI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iMOZGzS9QsI/s72-c/Picture+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6547927939471490920</id><published>2009-05-22T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:41:35.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merah is red (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what? There are alot of things in this world you can lose and just deal with coz it's technically replaceable. However there are a few things in my life i personally think is so irreplaceable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tunku Zafirah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leaw Jolin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicole ng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obviously my family coz i can't seem to imagine how am i gonna live with someone else and maintain my normal living habits. It would seem so wrong haha. That is why i rarely sleepover at some one's house. Well unless if its crucial la haha. I just can't seem to get used to follow any specific person's way of living. I would feel so left out haha. So this is amusingly why i can't lose my family you boobs wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbLGOWcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0m3Btj7mdxQ/s1600-h/24102006%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbLGOWcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0m3Btj7mdxQ/s320/24102006%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338331729827355074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for Zaf. Well i've known her for quite some time so we technically have nothing hiding from each other. Well maybe we do la but then again i wouldn't know kan wtf. It'd be behind us anyway haha wtf T_T She'd be the person i'd talk to about things i can't talk to my family about so if she was not where she was suppose to be, i'd be talking to myself over the phone =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWRx_k8WZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uaxOF-scUpY/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWRx_k8WZI/AAAAAAAAAj4/uaxOF-scUpY/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338333221383592338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sigh Leaw Jolin. My partner in crime HAHA XD. We've been each other's shadow since forever. Well not exactly forever la but you get what i mean. In school, to find me, just look for Jolin haha. We do everything together. Camwhore, sit right next to each other or behind wtf, talk on the phone, eat lunch, have break, sit at the table during P.E. Everything is practically together. She understands me and i understand her. We manage to cheer each other up whenever we're sad so that's why we rarely fight. Well we do, but won't last THAT long :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbufYz-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/pKjVQwkMtqs/s1600-h/Tw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbufYz-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/pKjVQwkMtqs/s320/Tw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338331739328139234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nattie crabbie pattie :P Well i've known her for about a year now. Although we never talked before in school but as soon as we started. We talked like we were bestfriends since young haha. I was the day-dreamer and she's the day-dream destroyer wtf. She tells me when i'm dreaming about something too big haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbrlUqGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/92ULNRsMeYo/s1600-h/Nattiee2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbrlUqGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/92ULNRsMeYo/s320/Nattiee2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338331738547726434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh Nicole Ng. Sigh ini budak ar. I don't know what to say. I got to know her in form 4. She looks very intimidating on the outside coz she doesn't really smile to strangers but on the inside. She's as lame as me, jolin and Jack put together. She would make me laugh whenever she opened her mouth coz she's so funny and she has these innocent faces which we should never fall for haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWRx_G6OSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/TSzgC71oK4U/s1600-h/DSC02556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWRx_G6OSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/TSzgC71oK4U/s320/DSC02556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338333221257623842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss them all. I miss school. I just miss how things were back then. How we'd see each other every single day no matter how hard we try not to. Sadly everything has changed. It'd take a month to plan just to meet you guys. I don't like it very much. Who said college life would be so much better than school life? I'm soo punching whoever said that =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i like hit the rewind button? T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was watching American Idol finale just now and it was pretty entertaining. Well cosidering hearing this from me who is not technically the biggest fan. Honestly, i only watch american idols during the auditions. Then i'm gone haha. But today's show was different. The performances were fantastic and the singers invited were cool (: I personally liked KISS, Black eyed peas and Queen Latifah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funny thing that really got me was when Danny sang that "Hello is it me you're looking for" song, i totally LMAO-ed coz it reminded me of Wai suan back in school when he would stand randomly and started singing it. Sigh good times good times :D Oh i also laughed when Kara came up with the "bikini girl" wtv her name is haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to this restaurant in USJ3 for dinner. I was so pissed coz the service was just terrible and the food was just horrible. So called modern cooking. My ass la modern cooking wtf. I ordered fried rice but it tasted so wierd so i didn't finish it. Oh i saw one of my juniors there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i shall go now. I need to get up early tomorrow coz i'm planning to go visit my cousin in Wangsa maju so i have to get there before Friday prayers (: I also need to get batts for the camera coz just as i was about to take a picture of my mum making cupcakes. It went adios on me T______T So yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-6547927939471490920?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6547927939471490920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/merah-is-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6547927939471490920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6547927939471490920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/merah-is-red.html' title='merah is red (:'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShWQbLGOWcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0m3Btj7mdxQ/s72-c/24102006%28008%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-880533403119554254</id><published>2009-05-21T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:12:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pasted walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a young prince stuck in a tower. Literally. His not-so-evil not-so-stepmother banned him from going out to have fun wtf. The prince battled with boredom every single day till he found out about "blogging" *see the light* wtf. He now had something to do everyday. However the excitement of having a blog did not last very long. As for now, he gets his amusement by doing TAGS wtf TADAAAAA. The end =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, the story is lame i know but i needed an analogy to picture out my story wtf. So yeah, i did find a lot of new tags that i can do haha. Mostly are found in Facebook. You know, when someone does a tag? I just copy it, put my own answer and post it on this blog. Voila! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we'll get to that later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i did nothing yesterday. Except get my starbucks and watch 90210 (: Tried taking a nap but it was too noisy coz the people upstairs were still renovating their house BAHH! Watched Simpsons the movie last night and i laughed my ass off. It was fuh-reaking funny haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had sushi for dinner last night with my mum in Parade (: Ahh my long true torturing crave for sushi has been uplifted wtf. I ate like a mad cow lol. I ordered a set, and took 2 more plates from the kaiten? (conveyor belt).  Oh i also bumped into my tuition buddy when i was in school. Just waved anyway coz he was his friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep at all last night and i have no idea why T_T I was literally tossing and turning for the whole night. Got up like a few times. I even turned on my laptop at 5 to check my Facebook wtf =.= Just call me Freak and we'll all carry on with our lives wtf. Woke up at 9.45 coz i couldn't fake-sleep anymore wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast and watched tv. Took a shower and now i'm here (: So since nothing is left to say anymore, i'll get right to the tags :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Were you named after anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Well i was named after Hari Raya Adil&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FITRI&lt;/span&gt; coz i was borned 3 days before it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to remember. Well just no recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. It gets ugly when i'm tired haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is your favourite lunchmeat?&lt;br /&gt;wtf? I guess sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you have kids?&lt;br /&gt;Well not that i can remember wtf hahahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you were another person, would you like to be friends with you?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely. I'd kill to be my friend :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you use sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's a big part of ME (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you still have your tonsils?&lt;br /&gt;I think so. i don't know hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Would you bungee jump?&lt;br /&gt;Most likely yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What is your favourite cereal?&lt;br /&gt;Cereal is not really my cup of tea but if i had to choose, it'd be koko crunch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;br /&gt;Rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What is your favourite ice–cream?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate mousse royale from BR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What is the first thing you notice about people?&lt;br /&gt;I notice the person itself wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Red or pink?&lt;br /&gt;Red all the way baybehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What is the least favourite thing about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Would it kill if i said i don't support favouritism? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who do you miss the most?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that is usually surrounding me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you want everyone to complete this list?&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What colour of trousers and shoes are your wearing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home la kan. Brown shorts and white tee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sounds of drilling and hammering T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?&lt;br /&gt;GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Favourite smells?&lt;br /&gt;DUNHILL-i don't-know-the-name and Aqua by Gorgio Armani :F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) The last person you talked to on the phone&lt;br /&gt;My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Do you like the person who sent you this?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i wouldn't exactly say someone sent this to me :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Favourite sports to watch?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;OMG hahahaha. Black but i still think it's brown coz i'm in denial LOL =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Eye colour?&lt;br /&gt;black kot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Too scared to try 'em on T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;Maggi. Doesn't matter how it's cooked. As long as its maggi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Scary or happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;Really depends on my mood wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;X-men origins. I know, i'm so outdated haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) What colour is the shirt your wearing?&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Favourite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually take desserts but anything with chocolate will do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Most likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;to the sound money wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Least likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of people asking me for money :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) What books are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;None at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) What is on your mousepad?&lt;br /&gt;a mouse? hahahah this question is so wtf haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) What did you watch last night?&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons the movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Rolling Stones? Beatles?&lt;br /&gt;Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Where is the furthest you have been from home?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Too many to list down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you have a special talent?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I think everyone is special in thier own way! haha *wehh Fitri Shut up laaa* hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;Subang jaya medical center which has now turned in to Sime Darby medical center =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was the first tag :D Now on to the next one. Gosh i'm sooo lifeless haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.YOUR REAL NAME:&lt;br /&gt;Fitri Zulkifli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:(mother and fathers name)&lt;br /&gt;Haslina Zulkifli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.NASCAR NAME:(first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)&lt;br /&gt;Yunus ismail hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.STAR WARS NAME:(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)&lt;br /&gt;Zulfi wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.DETECTIVE NAME:(favorite color, favorite animal)&lt;br /&gt;Green orca wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.SOAP OPERA NAME:(middle name, town where you were born)&lt;br /&gt;Fitrisubangjaya gosh O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)&lt;br /&gt;The blue teh o ais (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.FLY NAME:(first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)&lt;br /&gt;Fifli HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.ROCK STAR NAME:(pets name, current street name)&lt;br /&gt;Warenyeh6/2L wtfwtfwtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)&lt;br /&gt;Warenyehmawar hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.YOUR GANGSTA NAME:(first 3 letters of real name plus "izzle")&lt;br /&gt;Fitizzle T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.YOUR GOTH NAME:(black, and the name of one of your pets)&lt;br /&gt;Black warenyeh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume, fav choc)&lt;br /&gt;Aqualindt wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WIZARD'S NAME: (last 3 letters of mother's name, first 3 letters of current job, first 3 letters of your zodiac sign and last 3 letters of home street's name)&lt;br /&gt;inaare6/2L. Now that's just messed up wtf haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. PIRATE'S NAME: (fav actor last name, your 'pet' name, fav actress last name, add "Captain" at the beginning)&lt;br /&gt;Captain martin warenyeh latifah hahaha =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, that's all for today lol. Thank god lol. So hope you guys do it ait? So i'm gonna go have lunch now coz i can smell chicken rice wtf haha. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShT-aEf_qKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IZPzqiY_QgM/s1600-h/22012009741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShT-aEf_qKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IZPzqiY_QgM/s320/22012009741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338171182178871458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cupcakes open for order! call me (:&lt;br /&gt;or text me wtf haha&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/7087447239124148238-880533403119554254?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/880533403119554254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/pasted-walls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/880533403119554254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/880533403119554254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/pasted-walls.html' title='pasted walls'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShT-aEf_qKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IZPzqiY_QgM/s72-c/22012009741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-3545797262845115572</id><published>2009-05-20T14:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:35:55.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost my fake i.d</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just found out that Lady GaGa was actually a red-head before she turned into a white-head wtf. Ahh this is such bad news. I though her white-ness was originalT_T Or am i the only one that fell for the hair colour thinking that it's natural and not coloured in a saloon on rodeo drive wtf haha One more time i find out something shocking about Lady Gaga, i'll definitely shoot someone. Hmmm maybe she didn't even sing pokerface? *bang*.... dies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, slept pretty late last night coz i was waiting for some songs to finish downloading. I actually could go to bed without waiting for it but when i wake up the next morning, it'll take ages for limewire to load itself and direct me to where the song was saved. So might as well wait for a few minutes and save the trouble the next morning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan of me going to Malacca to send my nenek was cancelled shortly after i blogged about it wtf. Well my uncles insisted that he sent her on the weekend. Well since it was cancelled, i called Zaf asking whether she would like to go out well since i was totally free, but sadly she had tons of work to do and she was hoping to finish it all by today sigh too bad T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i totally forgot to watch 90210's latest episode last night but luckily i managed to record the re-run just now so i can watch it later when i feel like it (: Thank god for Astro Max *hellalujah chorus* oh by the way, i also got tagged by Vishnu*not real name wtf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100 truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea right wtf =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real Name: Muhammad Fitri Bin Mohd Zulkifli&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): Fit, Fi, Trifi =.=&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 18 years and a month wtf&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope: Saya itu kambing! T_T Aries!&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: Male&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: Tadika Ladybird&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School: Hampshire Private School, London. SMK STAR(2)&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: Sri Kuala Lumpur International Private School.&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: Multimedia University Cyberjaya campus :D&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: Just black but i convince myself that it's brown coz i'm in denial wtf&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or Short: Both, it's in between haha&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quiet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; Loud :)&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans. Hidup jeans wtf&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Cam: Phone AND cam (:&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: I drink skyjuice and inhale smoke from cars wtf T_T&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: Maybe, maybe not. That is the question =.=&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: A little bit of both. Wait, a lot i presume haha&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: None that i personally know of wtf&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social: Social all the way :D&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or lefty: Righty.&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing: Didn't i just say that i don't have piercings? haha&lt;br /&gt;024. First relationship: None.&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend: Haniff Omar, Nasrul and Meor Ahmad. Known them for a long long time (:&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award: Got third for High jump when i was in primary school. Suprise suprise :P&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss: None.&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet: Cat. It's name was Warenyeh... Don't ask haha&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation: The whole of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;030. First Love at first sight: None.&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday: 1 yr old.&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery: I had one when i was 10. Ain't telling why though haha&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined: Swimming Gala back in London.&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice: Apple Juice.&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap: A lil' bit of both goes a long way (:&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo: I'm not sure wtf&lt;br /&gt;037. NSYNC or Backstreet boys: Backstreet boys.&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney spears or Christina Aguilera: Britney Spears! Hidup Britney wtf! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day: Both&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon: It depends&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet: Internet coz technically you can watch tv on the internet :D&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or xbox: XBOX&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or hug: Both please hahaha&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or turtle: Turtle :D&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or bee: Eh wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or spring: Spring, definitely spring (:&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes: Both! I download from Limewire and listen on iTunes wtf.&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or baseball: Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: MUSIC Chocolate wafers (:&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: Spritzer.&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level: 5/10&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: make a difference wtf&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: Thats what you get for waking up in vegas by Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: Finish this tag, get some starbucks. Watch 90210.&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: I guess.&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: Well yeah, unless i want to end up living with 24 cats (:&lt;br /&gt;o60. When? : When the time is right i guess.&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want: It depends on how much i get (:&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name on the mind: Maya Aliya Zara if it's a girl wtf.&lt;br /&gt;063. What did you want to be when you were little: Work for BMW as a designer HAHA&lt;br /&gt;064. Careers in mind: Interior Designer&lt;br /&gt;064. Mellow future or wild? : A little bit of both.&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try: I'd try anything that does not involve stuffing something down my throat :D&lt;br /&gt;067. When do you want to die : When god says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like(in the future)&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes: Bothh boleh tak? haha :D&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: Both pun boleh tak? (:&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: Shorter.&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: Caring.&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: A mixture of both.&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: Don't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: Sensitively loud haha.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: Relationship duh. Tak main la hook hook ni wtf.&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: Hesitantly trouble making :D&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or normal: Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger: No. Do i look like a freak? Don't answer that!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone: No, but it sounds fun wtf&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: Oh yes of course.&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: Never, but my mum said she'll help me pack if i feel like running away wtf haha&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: Nope, would like to though (:&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: Yea, in games that is (:&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken some one's heart: Nah,i'm nice :P&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken: What is a broken heart? To be or not to be wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested: HAHA. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died: DUH! I have a heart you know T_T&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend: MUAHAHAHA. For me to know and you not to find out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: Don't we all?&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: Hmmm, if it happens to me then YES YES YES :D&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: Not personally.&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: HAHA no =.=&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: a bigger NO =.=&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss on the first date: I don't kiss and tell wtf AHAHAHA =.=&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels: ohh yeh yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now? Hmmm, maaaaaaybe? :P&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now? Hmm, i guess but we're humans. When are we ever content? (:&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God? Oh yeah baybeh :D&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag. Maybe, i think so, i don't know. We'll see how it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I finished it. I had fun doing it though hehe. I tag everyone in my Blog list and  if i find any of you not doing it, i'll report your blog to blogger.com AHHAHAHA. Super mean weh haha. Well i'mma go now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios bambitos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-3545797262845115572?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/3545797262845115572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-my-fake-id.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3545797262845115572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/3545797262845115572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-my-fake-id.html' title='i lost my fake i.d'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-2784553332412993252</id><published>2009-05-19T13:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:28:09.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to get the stuff i need for college soon. I don't know why but since SPM ended, all my stationery have gone missing. I mean, there are a few pens left in my big-ass pencil case but none of them work decently and my ruler broke into 4 pieces. I think it's coz i stacked my books on top of it so it broke. heh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The college actually posted like a letter writing all the so called "needs" we have to bring for the first week which is orientation week. I apparently need to get sports apparels coz somehow i'm gonna be doing sports wtf T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the whole week, i'm gonna be busy busy busy with all these "fun-filled" activities wtf. Sadly, all the other students will be on break while we juniors mingle and tingle wtf. I also heard that i can't bring my car for the first week. ahh bloody mamapapaya! How the hell am i going to bail in the middle of the night haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another day in the life of Fitri Zulkifli. If i had my own reality show, i'd call it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fitri Zulkifli; as boring as it gets&lt;/span&gt; wtf T_T I'm serious okay? i can literally squeeze the "boring juice" from my life and serve the whole amount of the nation's homeless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Malacca with my mum and aunty to send my nenek back tomorrow. They need a macho figure in the car to keep them safe. Oh and that i'm the only person lifeless and free enough to follow wtfwtfwtf T_______T Zaf! See how macho i am wtf hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum that i wanna go out tomorrow and you know what she said, she said that i can go out when we get back till late. And i was like wokehh mother. Maybe you bumped your head on the wall but i ain't complaining :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShJBxVkpmSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/onyqf30DWLQ/s1600-h/n533465958_971555_4259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShJBxVkpmSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/onyqf30DWLQ/s320/n533465958_971555_4259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337400824247720226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha so wtf kan? lol =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, talked to Zaf over the phone last night for about 2 1/2 hours haha. She was stressing over her essays and stuff so i helped by googling the info and what not. Did that for the first hour but started talking about people the next hour. Then the phone got cut off so she called me using her handphone coz maybe it was a sign for us to get off the phone haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked till 2 am and then we went to bed coz Zaf needed to get up early to guide Nick to her house. So yeah, i'm outty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-2784553332412993252?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/2784553332412993252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2784553332412993252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2784553332412993252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-moon.html' title='hey moon'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShJBxVkpmSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/onyqf30DWLQ/s72-c/n533465958_971555_4259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6738823747726842264</id><published>2009-05-18T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:39:03.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>membatu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahh i'm bloody bored man. I stayed at home for the whole day, well not the whole day la. Went out to tapao some food for me and my mum since she was lazy to cook and i felt like eating something out of the ordinary (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stoned at home for a whole entire day sigh sigh T_T If people were to get paid for stoning, i'd be dead rich by now. But hell! What are the odds of that happening? =.= Well tomorrow will be another day of pure boredom. Wish me luck wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue blogging later. When i get the mood coz right now nothing seems right. Ugh. Everything is just not what it's suppose to be. Shoot me before i shoot myself wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-6738823747726842264?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6738823747726842264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/membatu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6738823747726842264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6738823747726842264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/membatu.html' title='membatu'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-7250930006746221948</id><published>2009-05-18T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:12:58.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up is where we go from here part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zaf is not herself today. She seems very down and sad. She claimed that she was tired. Well probably she is tired. You know kan, college work is piling and you need to make time to do alot of other stuff so it's pretty draining to be doing everything altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to hand it to her though. She's able to finish her work, call me and talk for hours and hang out with her friends and still be able to walk on her feet =.= I mean if it was me i'd be dead by the end of the day wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever it is, Zaf i hope you'll feel better soon and cheer up kay? Although you say you're just tired but i still think there's more to the story but then again, i might be totally wrong and just being plain paranoid (: Just take care of yourself kay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my weekend was just sucky haha. Nothing to be blogged about on saturday. Was at home the whole day and mind you, i'm not exaggerating. Planned to go out but got canceled due to the rain wtf. Long story la haha. So yeah, stayed at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, planned to go to pyramid but i decided not to go coz i was lazy haha. Parents went out to do the groceries so i was left alone at home with nothing to eat. I always seem to be the victim haha. Anyway, drove to ampang to get some stuff done. Went back home to get ready for my mum's mother's day dinner. We ate at Muara ikan bakar. Wanted to eat at this awesome new restaurant in KL but it was fully booked. Planning to go there next weekend for my mum's birthday dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, makan-ed like there was no tomorrow haha. Eh come on la, the food was superb okay? *drools* Finished eating and left hahaha. Nothing much to say haha. So why don't i just get to the pictures? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bhqsiII/AAAAAAAAAh4/V_aXfevw4kY/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bhqsiII/AAAAAAAAAh4/V_aXfevw4kY/s320/DSC02896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832002025621634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'rents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bxsdqeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zPBurMZpoJs/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bxsdqeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zPBurMZpoJs/s320/DSC02901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832006328003042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bhyg4pI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Vtzg3AXSJyU/s1600-h/DSC02898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bhyg4pI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Vtzg3AXSJyU/s320/DSC02898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832002058412690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sister a.k.a poser wtf T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bzpiMdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jFfF_-lB7vc/s1600-h/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bzpiMdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jFfF_-lB7vc/s320/DSC02902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832006852587986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blogger wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bksaSrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/M186k6A9Q08/s1600-h/DSC02895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bksaSrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/M186k6A9Q08/s320/DSC02895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832002838121138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sioKRlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/HURBki0J9Hc/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sioKRlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/HURBki0J9Hc/s320/DSC02907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834493364454994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sIVvktI/AAAAAAAAAig/G4SJc5NT2Kg/s1600-h/DSC02918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sIVvktI/AAAAAAAAAig/G4SJc5NT2Kg/s320/DSC02918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834486307885778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sGnLWVI/AAAAAAAAAio/0jAKuhq6deE/s1600-h/DSC02925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sGnLWVI/AAAAAAAAAio/0jAKuhq6deE/s320/DSC02925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834485844138322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now you don't wtf T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sWR1-BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CmCcrZtGNyQ/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sWR1-BI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CmCcrZtGNyQ/s320/DSC02924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834490049624082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sPgwAzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9tvoZYLCd2E/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA-sPgwAzI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9tvoZYLCd2E/s320/DSC02908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834488233100082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh susunan very wrong la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well that's it for now la. Maybe i'll continue like later coz my head is effing itchy right now so i can't think straight BAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm off&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Editted *******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm back haha. Took a nice shampoo for the head and now it feels oh-so-gooooooood (: So yeah, you might already know but it won't kill anyone if i mentioned it again haha. I found my camera :D Well it was not lost la, my mom kept it coz she saw it lying around hehe. My bad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the plan was to go out with Zaf tomorrow but Zarina needs to use the car so it's fine. &amp;amp; plus Zaf does not sound too hype so i'll let her rest la. I mean i understand these things. It's sometimes so un-called for and there's practically nothing we can do about it (: So no worries Zaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess tomorrow will be another boring day for me. Shall try my best to wake up as late as possible so i won't have to face boredom too much haha. What a way to think man. I'm getting more and more pathetic by the day sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is leaving for Sarawak on tuesday so it's again just me, my mum and my bro. Ahh so the boring. I pity my mom though. When i start college, she'll be left alone. Sigh. Tak nak pergi college la hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna go now coz my nose is starting to itch wtf. Got shampoo for nose ah? haha T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-7250930006746221948?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/7250930006746221948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/up-is-where-we-go-from-here-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7250930006746221948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7250930006746221948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/up-is-where-we-go-from-here-part-2.html' title='up is where we go from here part 2'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/ShA8bhqsiII/AAAAAAAAAh4/V_aXfevw4kY/s72-c/DSC02896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-7870336768200083927</id><published>2009-05-16T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:11:34.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up is where we go from here part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I believe i have lost my camera T___T I have no idea where i last placed it and now it's missing. It was on the dining table a few days ago coz i was taking pictures of cupcakes and stuff. But i was too darn lazy to place it into my drawer so i just left it there and now it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh why does these things happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh notice the new font? I'm just trying out my options. Having the same font over and over again makes this blog so boring. Well not that it's not already boring since i have no pictures posted all thanks to me coz i lost the machine that is able to take photos a.k.a camera wtf. Ahh everything comes back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a conspiracy! Everything is a conspiracy wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my saturday started off pretty slow and quiet. Parents were gone. Brother just left so it's just me and my sister who practically sleeps all day so again, it call comes back to me :D So before i find a way to kill myself with this computer, i better go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-7870336768200083927?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/7870336768200083927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-believe-i-have-lost-my-camera-tt-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7870336768200083927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7870336768200083927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-believe-i-have-lost-my-camera-tt-i.html' title='up is where we go from here part 1'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-869795707851370609</id><published>2009-05-16T01:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:55:21.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess it's you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling very (*&amp;amp;^)&amp;amp;^^%^$%E(&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;*^)*&amp;amp;&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;$#^ BAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I totally bailed on Zaf today ): We were suppose to go out today but i had to cancel it at the very very last minute coz something important came up and it was totally impossible to get out from. I was practically ready at 10. I was like waiting patiently watching telly when my mum told me that i couldn't go coz she needed my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Zaf i hope you understand that what i did was so un-called for and i hope you jangan laa don't want to keluar with me sigh sigh sigh*shoots myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sangat sakit hati okay? I texted her like a gazillion times apologizing coz i just thought i should. Anyway, i'm not gonna be talking about my day coz it was just horrible. Even thinking of it just makes me pissed. Especially the thought of people that were surrounding me! Ahh Zaf you know what i mean kan? ugh T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came back from Aussie with chocolates. Ahh such a sin i tell ya, they're so good and yet so little. So you really have to properly ration it out or else it'll go in 3 seconds wtf =.= The chocolates make me go so high and loopy haha. It's like they're filled with weed bahahaha &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing much to be updated. Just the same old stuff everyday sigh. Sister is outside watching telly and i feel like hitting the sacks but it's still so early =.= Sleeping too early makes me guilty coz i feel like i'm wasting time T____T So much guilt for one day. Over-limitting the quota already wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my phone usage has also gone over the line sigh. I finished 30 bucks in a week. What in the world did i do with it? I think i'm getting punk'd. Yea right Fitri Zulkifli. Stop being delusional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, dD;) asked me to call her just now so i did. We were discussing about some stuff for next week and what not. Then she told me something that kinda got me startled haha. She told me that she was caught in an accident and the stupid person did not even stop to help! Bloody ass mothertoot you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dD;) please take care of yourself. The world is so not ready to lose a diva. I mean, the world would be such a diva-less place wtf. But i'm serious. No more of this mumbo jumbo kay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Zaf thinks i'm funny and she calls me a monkey. Penat penat my mother give me Fitri as my name. You suka hati come and change it! Who do you think you are? hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, everytime i start a sentence with "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;eh did you know&lt;/span&gt;" she'll straight away answer with a " &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;no i don't know, go on&lt;/span&gt;" =.= Oh whenever i ask her " &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;what to wear&lt;/span&gt;", she'll answer " &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;baju la&lt;/span&gt;" T______T then when i ask "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;what baju?&lt;/span&gt;", she'll answer in the most&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sarcastic&lt;/span&gt; way "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;baju stylo mylo laa&lt;/span&gt;". Ahh shoot me haha. The same thing goes when i ask her where to eat or what to eat. Sigh Zaf! Nasib baik i'm in your extended family. If not i buat tak kenal only HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine i'm off (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sg2mIhgLW-I/AAAAAAAAAho/UU_LfEfqufU/s1600-h/n619888602_608019_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sg2mIhgLW-I/AAAAAAAAAho/UU_LfEfqufU/s320/n619888602_608019_1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336103798866402274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I only go up from here&lt;/span&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/7087447239124148238-869795707851370609?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/869795707851370609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-its-you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/869795707851370609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/869795707851370609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-its-you-and-me.html' title='i guess it&apos;s you and me'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/Sg2mIhgLW-I/AAAAAAAAAho/UU_LfEfqufU/s72-c/n619888602_608019_1847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6939579315513933492</id><published>2009-05-14T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:52:10.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sand on the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shamu is adorable (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know who Shamu is? He is like the whale from Free Willy! The big black fish that is somewhat in an affair with the boy wtf. Ring a bell? No? I'm at a lost of words =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the father of all boring days in the family of boring days wtf. It was the mother of all boring days a few days ago. When it reaches grandfather then it's bound to get ugly haha. So yeah, woke up pretty late although i slept kinda early. Was kong-ed out as early as 1 *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast alone coz my mum was fasting and the others were still asleep. Watched telly for awhile coz they were having re-runs of Amazing race asia. Went back to the room after it ended. Was stoning in front of the computer for 4 hours straight. Blog-hopped most of the time. I was suprised by where i got on the blogs. The last blog that i was reading was this girl's blog from Germany HAHA. I know, i totally went international :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro came home and took a nap. He turned the air cond on so i left the room coz my feet were on freezing point T___T Watched more telly for abit. There was absolutely nothing to watch  so i ended up sitting at the balcony looking into my future wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That did not help one bit haha. Bro decided to wash his car so i joined him and washed the BMW. He actually finished way earlier than me coz his car is black! His rims are also "naturally" black. My car is silver and the rims are "artificially" black T___T The asbestos produced from braking makes the rims black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of this, i had to clean the rims one by one. My bro's rims had only 5 spokes but my car had about a gazillion! FML. My spine was about to become macaroni and cheese coz i was bending down too long haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough about rims lol. Nobody comes to this blog to read about rims Fitri Zulkifli =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after washing the BMW. I washed the merc. Well tried too haha but attempt fail coz i was too dead and the rain was coming. Had no use washing it coz the merc is parked in open air anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaf called a few minutes after i finished parking the car. She apparently just got back from her fieldtrip to Ikea and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that-movie-place-which-i-know-the-name-but-i'm-not-sure-on-how-to-spell-it-so-i-won't-coz-i-don't-intend-to-make-myself-sound-like-a-fool&lt;/span&gt; (: wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird ain't it? She watched angels and demons with the class coz it was part of the trip =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RANDOM*&lt;br /&gt;Zaf showed me the picture of "HIM" and i totally laughed haha. Sorry Zaf but he is sooo not the person that i had in my head based on your description HAHA. So funny la you Zaf :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, going out with Zaf and Zarina the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; pencuri duit &lt;/span&gt;:P She's also a pentipu! Eh i'm just saying this by the facts that i get from Zaf okay? Don't marah me ahhaha omg Zarina is so gonna kick my ass tomorrow haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called me a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mak Datin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah jantina la wehh ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want sushi! I miss it. I'm missing friday prayers for this coz the timing is just not working for all of us and i guess we have to make sacrifices. Oh so sacrifice prayers la? Stupid Fitri Zulkifli T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of me talking to myself, pretending that someone reads this other than myself and Zaf :P and just blabbing like there's no tomorrow sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off&lt;br /&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-6939579315513933492?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6939579315513933492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/sand-on-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6939579315513933492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6939579315513933492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/sand-on-beach.html' title='the sand on the beach'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-5534920931648650814</id><published>2009-05-14T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:24:14.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahloody!</title><content type='html'>Hey, feeling very odd at the moment. I feel like going to bed but at the same time i'm feeling very excited :D Gosh i'm so not high on any meds. Just me being me haha. I also feel like going to the gym right this instance heeeee. I feel like doing alot of things right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are a few series/tv shows that i want to re-follow. For example, GOSSIP GIRL! Ahh it feels like i'm lost in the amazon wtf. I get emails updating on what happens but it's not the same thing as watching it. I soo need to watch it badly T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to get a hold on the new episodes of 90210! OMG it's taking forever for them to release it on the telly. Might as well don't show it at all. It's like, by the time new episodes come out, i'd forget what happened before that and it totally defeats the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I wanna watch Lipstick Jungle! Woah this series is not all bad too, at first i thought it's somewhat a chick flick but it's not all true lol. Just a small part of it is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, i have the most awesome news hehe. I'm getting my grey colour thingy in about a week! WOOOH WOOOH WOOOH WOOOOH WOOOOH WOOOOH! What is this grey colour thingy that i've been mentioning about everywhere? Well you'll just have to wait and see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm serious! You really have to wait and see coz i'm going to bed now! Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Zaf is on holiday which means she wants to keluar with me everyday! Again i'm serious. She told me over the phone that she wants to hang out with me the whole week! Be jealous! Be very jealous :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-5534920931648650814?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/5534920931648650814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahloody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5534920931648650814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/5534920931648650814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahloody.html' title='bahloody!'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6981071877361046440</id><published>2009-05-13T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:39:18.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining!</title><content type='html'>My makteh a.k.a Anita reads my blog hehe. Some people may find family members and relatives reading your blog annoying but i find it rather exciting. I know, i'm weird (: Sue me Bahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just came back from lunch hehe. Oh i did something else too. Cannot tell what for now, you'll find out soon soon soon soon hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the weather is turning it's course =.= There is no sun at all for today. The sky is so dark and i'm loving it. Woahh i love rain. Rain rain don't go away. Come again everyday wtf T___T I'm so hyper right now. I can go all day lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i need to explain something here. My Makteh a.k.a Anita asked me what's the meaning of "wtf" Honestly, it means what the **** but i truthfully don't mean it that way. It's more of a gesture. Ahh how to explain ah? I don't know man, brain is not working as they used too HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, my nose was bleeding last night. I actually noticed it bleeding like 5 minutes after it was bleeding. Was watching telly when i noticed my fingers and pants were red. I thought it was blood from my leg coz i was scratching it. Then i felt like something streaming down my nose. And when i touched it, it was BLOOD. Wooooh sangat la menarik. I ran to kitchen, took a tissue and pressed it on to my nose. It stopped like after 2 minutes. Then i felt like sneezing so i did. And more blood came out. Then it stopped but considering the fact that i was just being me, i had to fidget with my nose and more came out so yeah, In the everyday life of Fitri Zulkifli wtf haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna go now (: Going to Kajang to meet my nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sorry la makteh if you find bad words in this blog. I can't help myself sometimes haha. I'm just too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PONKY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-6981071877361046440?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6981071877361046440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-raining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6981071877361046440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6981071877361046440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s raining!'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-7698179356306659960</id><published>2009-05-12T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:02:09.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't leave me hanging like a yo-yo</title><content type='html'>Hey, just a short and simple update before i go to bed. Well i slept at my cousin's house last night. I went out with him in the day and i decided to sleep over coz it was late anyway. Woke up crazily early which was at 6.30 am lol. My cousin had a class at 8 so i followed him since taylor's is already near my area (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum fetched me. Got home and took a nap till about 12. My cousin decided to skip class coz when we reached subang it was already 9 so yeah. I sent him back at arund 2 coz he had a meeting. Got home and took another nap wtf. Damn tired ok? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super bored at home. Since i had nothing better to do, i watched movies online. The sad part was, the only newly uploaded movie was Hannah Montana the movie so that was what i watched T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the laundry after that to send some clothes. Had dinner, came back and here i am now lol. See that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, stopped by Zaf's house yesterday coz i needed to take something. Saw her parents peeking through the window upstairs and it apparenty scared the crap outta me haha. Oh, Nat's also back from camp. Thank god she's alive! I wanted to go out with her tomorrow but she said " esok ada shooting la bodoh" =.= Got a free bodoh from my twin sigh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, tomorrow some workers are coming over to install a new window frame at the kitchen so that means the noise level is gonna be painful! Double sigh! My lips are still in pain. There's like a tear on my lip. I can't smile without hurting it lol. So i try very hard not to laugh aimlessly so this would heal faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm gonna go now, need to wake bloody early tomorrow to send my sister back. Bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SghZ9vKFyfI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ILyIpfkWw0U/s1600-h/42-17853528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SghZ9vKFyfI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ILyIpfkWw0U/s200/42-17853528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334612675786033650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7087447239124148238-7698179356306659960?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/7698179356306659960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-leave-me-hanging-like-yo-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7698179356306659960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/7698179356306659960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-leave-me-hanging-like-yo-yo.html' title='Don&apos;t leave me hanging like a yo-yo'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SghZ9vKFyfI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ILyIpfkWw0U/s72-c/42-17853528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-4059679313195885713</id><published>2009-05-10T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:03:19.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i say go, you say home!</title><content type='html'>There's gonna be another scheduled outage at 2 am on monday. sigh. Oh wait, it's 2 in the morning so that's fine by me :D I mean, although i do sleep late, i rarely blog at that time. My brain does not function early mornings heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, an update on how my weekend was. Drove to Friday prayers alone for the very first time. My mum has never given me the permission to do so coz there's usually a whole lot of cars parked everywhere so she's scared my car gets scratched or something like that. So it was a big thing for me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that was probably the highlight of the day haha. On saturday, left the house at about 8.30 for Damansara. I missed the junction to Damansara Specialist so i had to call my aunt and she gave me directions. Was there selling cookies till about 3. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason i'm selling cookies is to help my mum out. Since all her children including me have gone to college. That leaves her alone at home doing nothing. So now, she's started her hobby which is baking cookies. So she makes tons of them at home and now she's deciding to sell them for fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we left the hospital at around 3. I couldn't follow my aunt back coz she was heading back to Bangi, so since i totally had no clue how to get home. I drove blindly :D Thankfully reached bangsar. Obviously i knew how to get home by bangsar (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to Pyramid coz i wanted to watch wolverine. Was with my sister btw. The movie was awesome actually. Although some of the graphical scenes seemed very fake. Billy called before the movie coz apparently he was with his sister and he was dyin of boredom haha. I didn't have the time to see him coz the movie was right about to start when we got there and i couldn't ditch my sister kan? I'm so sorry Billy! Next time call me earlier (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left right after the movie coz i had a headache and my sister was just not well. Got to the car, Paid parking and went home. Reached home, took a shower coz i felt so filthy and went out to dinner with my mum, aunt and cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after dinner and turned on the living room air con coz it was crazy hot! Watched telly till 12 with my mum and sister and went online till 2. Slept till about 10.30 coz i noticed that my phone was ringing. Answered the call and nobody answered. Mother strawberry gila. Potong my sleep only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast, watched some re-runs of american idol i recorded and now i'm here :D Gave my mum her mothers' day card just a while ago and she cried reading it. Awwww so touched (: Anyway, she's asking whether i know how to get to Shah Alam. I'm thinking that she wants to go. Ahh i'm so tired man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i'm here to assure you that the emo post before this had nothing to do with anything. You know how it is la, when you're angry, you tend to do weird things wtf. Don't be alarmed haha. Everything is just fine :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but thanks to those who cared (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm gonna go take me shower! I'm off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never needed your corrections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never needed you to question what i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never needed pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never needed hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But somehow it's here ayway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7087447239124148238-4059679313195885713?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/4059679313195885713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-i-say-go-you-say-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4059679313195885713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/4059679313195885713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-i-say-go-you-say-home.html' title='when i say go, you say home!'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-2104987722766825230</id><published>2009-05-09T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:10:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>society blackout</title><content type='html'>Why do i even bother sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i try to mend things, i just end up getting in the middle. I hate being in the middle. As much as i don't want it to happen but it is. I have to face the truth. The big fat fact that what i feared most is happening and all i can do is just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of keeping quiet pretending that everything is just fine. Well obviously it's not even close. So now, i'm going to take the back seat and just watch coz i can't take it anymore. I'm so sick of it. I'm so tired of going through life. I just want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be far away from all this. As much as i want to go, a part of me is very reluctant of it. I still need it. Not too ready yet. I don't know what's going on. I just want to find a pause switch and pause it all. I do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god bless you always (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-2104987722766825230?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/2104987722766825230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/society-blackout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2104987722766825230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/2104987722766825230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/society-blackout.html' title='society blackout'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-8186905857305468265</id><published>2009-05-07T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:05:11.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money maker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My eyes are about to close so here's a quick one before i go to the land of milk and cookies wtf. So my day was officially the longest day of all long days stated in history =.= I pity the car. It did not stop moving for one second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunty came in the morning for breakfast. She needed to meet my mum to discuss some stuff. After she left. My mum and i went to Puchong to get some stuff which my mum needed urgently. After Puchong, we went to this laundry center to check on the operating hours coz sadly, our washing machine left us without saying goodbye wtf. In other words, it means that the dang machine is busted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since my dad just left for Australia just now, it means we have to send our clothes to the laundry for the time being. Well we need my dad's conscent to either get a new one or fix this one. My mum is "all systems go" to get a new one coz she said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Eh, when my kitchen appliances rosak, there's no thinking twice. BUY A NEW ONE!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay mummy, as long as you're happy lol. The funny thing is, my stove just went bye bye a few days back. I'm sensing a conspiracy! A conspiracy i tell ya! Gahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after going to the laundry shop. We went to parade to get more of her stuff =.= Nothing is mine sigh. So yeah, my mum ordered this bottle thingy and they got in the wrong one. So that means i'd have to get it tomorrow. Bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Parade, we went to Cyberjaya to fetch my sister. She's having a slight fever so sleep is only on the agenda (: Sent my mum to this kenduri thingy in Sunway after that and i went home. The best thing was, she came back 10 minutes after i reached home. Wtf man wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i told you it was a long day. Tomorrow is going to be an even longer day ughh. So that means i should be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;xx&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/7087447239124148238-8186905857305468265?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/8186905857305468265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/money-maker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8186905857305468265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/8186905857305468265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/money-maker.html' title='money maker'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7087447239124148238.post-6641056558101818059</id><published>2009-05-06T22:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:48:09.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speak critically</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been such a bitch grrr. Can't seem to do anything without sweating like you've just finished running a half marathon wtf. I can't help but to think that global warming has really taken it's toll. Please everyone, stop breathing my oxygen!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no amusing updates for you to fathom in today =.= Everything is technically going very mundane and that means if i don't find a story to blog about everyday, this blog will eventually go bye bye. Tata. Farewell. Adios. Selamat Tinggal. So long. Ciao. Out the window. Gone with the wind T__T yea so you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very hard for me to get a decent topic to blog about in a day. I mean, i actually tried googling some stuff so that i can blog about it but it never really works for me. My everyday updates are not so much informative anyway. I plainly just babble on how my life is running it's own course and how i'm losing my mind. So yeah, nothing interesting whatsoever. Well unless you find reading other people's painfull rants entertaining then that's your gain. Good for you... I think O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some of the blogs that i go to that contain very informative stuff. Like they actually talk about the economy and stuff. I personally find that such a bore. Why do you go through all the trouble of blogging just to blog about something that you can already find in CNN.com wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's their choice! Not mine. I only have a say towards my own blog hehe. Oh and btw, my beraktaik ipod has started working again. It actually stopped hanging when the batteries died. So i now can listen to it :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, i'm hoping that i get to fetch my sister tomorrow coz i need to get out of the house. Ahh i can't stand being in the house for too long. It's so painful wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lovIfXl5Evo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lovIfXl5Evo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SgGv5hjJU0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/brIaVao3Jh4/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SgGv5hjJU0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/brIaVao3Jh4/s200/Picture+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332736836576564034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7087447239124148238-6641056558101818059?l=sobershoutout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/feeds/6641056558101818059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/speak-critically.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6641056558101818059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7087447239124148238/posts/default/6641056558101818059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobershoutout.blogspot.com/2009/05/speak-critically.html' title='speak critically'/><author><name>Fitri Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08209635378758622531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5S6FDT7tkQ/SgGv5hjJU0I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/brIaVao3Jh4/s72-c/Picture+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
