<?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-9031760244337625409</id><updated>2012-02-18T10:40:45.400-08:00</updated><category term='uverworld rock'/><title type='text'>The Melancholy of Masria</title><subtitle type='html'>...マスリアのすべて...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6369857739667297640</id><published>2012-02-17T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T18:19:53.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...mahjong...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSh3FG44nUc/Tz8KMXh04kI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iigaRoJEe1Y/s1600/screen_16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSh3FG44nUc/Tz8KMXh04kI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iigaRoJEe1Y/s320/screen_16.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ik1qXnd3pmw/Tz8KNf72ftI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pA-ZJ241TtI/s1600/screen_17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ik1qXnd3pmw/Tz8KNf72ftI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pA-ZJ241TtI/s320/screen_17.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rIr2GS8BREo/Tz8KOnuR8sI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RHkBFFSCt7o/s1600/screen_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rIr2GS8BREo/Tz8KOnuR8sI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RHkBFFSCt7o/s320/screen_7.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addictive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6369857739667297640?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6369857739667297640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6369857739667297640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6369857739667297640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6369857739667297640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2012/02/mahjong.html' title='...mahjong...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSh3FG44nUc/Tz8KMXh04kI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iigaRoJEe1Y/s72-c/screen_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3948167045622077523</id><published>2012-02-17T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T05:58:53.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...pic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSqCibARnWQ/Tz5cFnkyndI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WaLy7PIuKfE/s1600/Patric-Young.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSqCibARnWQ/Tz5cFnkyndI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WaLy7PIuKfE/s1600/Patric-Young.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD...!! This pic almost had me spitting my tea in every direction. Fun days in college. I kind of miss all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3948167045622077523?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3948167045622077523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3948167045622077523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3948167045622077523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3948167045622077523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2012/02/pic.html' title='...pic...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSqCibARnWQ/Tz5cFnkyndI/AAAAAAAAAYk/WaLy7PIuKfE/s72-c/Patric-Young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2302594858670317171</id><published>2012-01-20T04:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T04:41:24.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...gey mu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Saya ingin xbox kinect.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ingin. Ingin. Ingin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-2302594858670317171?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2302594858670317171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2302594858670317171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2302594858670317171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2302594858670317171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2012/01/gey-mu.html' title='...gey mu...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7389901734377766640</id><published>2012-01-12T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T04:57:16.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...will Sibu ever be a mafia-free area...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And so it came to pass that another murder case occured in Sibu yesterday. Like most people, I am angry and worried over the spate of homicides. But as an afterthought, I kind of feel like... oh hell, these people deserve it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sibu, which is dominated by the Foochows, is notorious for being a cowboy-town. The people take pride of their town being&amp;nbsp;a stronghold for Chinese mafias. Ask anyone from Sibu if it's true that mafias are abundant there and they'll proudly say oh yes, very. No one can beat Sibu gangsters. The police force are trash before them. Blah blah blah.. and the bragging goes on. Honestly, the Chinese in Sibu are always on an ego trip. You don't have to be in Sibu to witness their pomposity. Even on the web, the Foochows speak with not even a single hint of modesty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A few years back when I was in Sibu, I got the chance to see first-hand just how untouchable you are if you're a son or grandson or a nephew of the head-of-the-gang. It was new year's eve and a lot of people were hanging out with friends and family. I was queing at KFC. The que was ridiculously long, but I needed to eat and so I decided to endure. Not long after that, enter this opulently-dressed 14 year old Chinese boy with his friends, talking as if they owned the place (typical characteristic of Sibu Foochows, talk as if the whole damn world is interested in what they're saying). And what happened next was abominable. This boy casually cut the que pretending as if it's the most natural thing ever. Even the KFC worker didn't dare to say anything. I mean, who dares, right? Everyone knows the boy has gotta be some mafia boss' kid. If you dared touch a hair, the next thing you see is your own headless body falling limply to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Homicides with mafia style assault are not uncommon in Sibu. They're no longer a hot topic among housewives. Here in Sibu, you talk about murders like you talk about birthdays-&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Housewife A: My girl turned 5 last Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Housewife B: That's sweet! Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Housewife A: My neighbour was murdered last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Housewife B: Really? Oh, that's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;What I don't understand is that why is there so much hype over the murder case of four members of a family which happened recently. I mean, why only NOW? There had always been equally gruesome cases in Sibu before this. Were the previous cases so insignificant that they don't deserve appropriate attention? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Citing a businessman who declined to be named&amp;nbsp;in The Star (Jan 12, 2012), Sibu is now a &lt;u&gt;sick society&lt;/u&gt; where residents had lost their spiritual life, placing material value as priority. He added that teachers and parents need to come together to help form good family institutions for a disciplined society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;While the statement is&amp;nbsp;true in every sense, I can't help rolling my eyes to high heaven. I tell you, those people in Sibu, between a public school and a vernacular school, guess which school they'd sent their kids to? Not to be mean but those Foochows in Sibu would rather die than sending their kids to public school and let them mingle with the bumiputeras. And here you think that what I said is bull and racist, well go there and see for yourself. You will then&amp;nbsp;see who&amp;nbsp;is the real racist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This kind of brings a memory of when I was a university student. There were a group of Chinese girls in my class who didn't understand Bahasa Malaysia. Well I could tolerate if they couldn't converse in BM but really, unable to UNDERSTAND Bahasa Malaysia?? That is fucking ridiculous man! You would think that these girls actually come from mainland China but NO! They were born here, in Malaysia and had always lived here in this country. Oh, guess which school they're from! &lt;em&gt;Sekolah jenis kebangsaan lah.&lt;/em&gt; Needless to say, their command of English was also poor so I ended up using crude SIGN LANGUAGE to tell them what to do. I feel like screaming "WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO BACK TO CHINA IF YOU REALLY HATE LEARNING BAHASA MALAYSIA???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, I am not saying all Malaysian Chinese are like that. Just some of them. In fact, one of the nation's famous poet is a Chinese, Prof Lim Swee Tin from my university. He wrote the best of poems and the best of short stories, even better than the Malay writers! (Just so you know, I'm his fan. Look out for his works in Utusan Malaysia or Berita Harian in the literary section).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So what is next for the people of Sibu? *Smirks*. Seriously, nothing can be done. Citing a netizen, "we should let them kill each other first and we mop up the rest". I feel the same way too. With the people busy playing the blame game, they forget that they are the ones who should change. Change the way they treat others. Change the way they raise their kids. Change the way they do business. CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3dfb3TzNq8/Tw7X9JRQUtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FhEO2QnNpnk/s1600/sw_3victims.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3dfb3TzNq8/Tw7X9JRQUtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FhEO2QnNpnk/s320/sw_3victims.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But then again, asking the people of Sibu to change is like asking for the cat to lay eggs. We all know it'll never happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7389901734377766640?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7389901734377766640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7389901734377766640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-sibu-ever-be-mafia-free-area.html' title='...will Sibu ever be a mafia-free area...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3dfb3TzNq8/Tw7X9JRQUtI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FhEO2QnNpnk/s72-c/sw_3victims.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7037986549121313183</id><published>2012-01-08T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:59:30.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pics..!! 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That, kind of&amp;nbsp;stirred&amp;nbsp;something inside me. Needless to say, I was grateful to him. I have forgotten how much I LOVED cooking in the past..!! Just how long has it been since I last posted a recipe in this blog, eh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, I got down to cook a simple dish today. Here's the recipe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Izat's Spicy Moroccan Grilled Chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 chicken, about 2 kg, cleaned, halved lengthways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- salt to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;CHERMOULA SPICE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 3 red chillies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 Tbsp chilli powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 1Tbsp paprika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 tsp ground turmeric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 tsp ground cumin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 onion peeled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 4 garlic cloves, peeled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 30 g chopped coriander leaves (cilantro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- 4 Tbsp olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- juice of 1/2 lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Place ingredients for chermoula spice in a blender and process until fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Rub chicken with salt and chermoula spice. Leave to marinate for 3-4 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Grill chicken in a 180&amp;nbsp;Celsius&amp;nbsp;oven for 1 hour, turning it over after 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Serve with lemon wedges and mint leaves, and side dishes of choice, such as potatoes and tomatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And you're done. Woo hoo! Easy right? I played video game while waiting for the chicken to be grilled evenly =p hAhA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Of course it's not in the recipe, but I suggest you to put an inch of fresh ginger into the chermoula mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For those who love spiciness..!! Add &amp;nbsp;some dried chilies and blend together with other ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Want that delectable shiny glaze on your chicken? Brush 'em with honey just before you're done with grilling. (If you brush them too early, your chicken will look somewhat burnt...) And not too much though! Else your chicken will be too sweet...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Don't be afraid to get creative! Just add all the spices you think would go well with the main ingredients. For example, I added Mint flakes and grounded coriander seeds into the mix! Cool stuff oh yesss..!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR8ua5V5EDE/TwfvcClC4rI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7tCOxDtPBms/s1600/IMG_3879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR8ua5V5EDE/TwfvcClC4rI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7tCOxDtPBms/s1600/IMG_3879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some of the spices I used.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4ggIN-0aV4/Twfvc-YYZTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_knyrEGl7Rg/s1600/IMG_3881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4ggIN-0aV4/Twfvc-YYZTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_knyrEGl7Rg/s1600/IMG_3881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remember to preheat the oven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1l8Lc5ivVOY/TwfvdmlVLBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0ytA1x2hHnA/s1600/IMG_3889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1l8Lc5ivVOY/TwfvdmlVLBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0ytA1x2hHnA/s1600/IMG_3889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After marinade, place the chickens in the oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DkOKwThY0Q/TwfvhhgLLvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_UPy9S87YMo/s1600/IMG_3895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1DkOKwThY0Q/TwfvhhgLLvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_UPy9S87YMo/s1600/IMG_3895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Failed attempt at decorating the dish. But trust me! It's delicious =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7514396336128811845?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7514396336128811845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7514396336128811845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7514396336128811845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7514396336128811845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2012/01/izats-spicy-moroccan-grilled-chicken.html' title='...Izat&apos;s Spicy Moroccan Grilled Chicken...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR8ua5V5EDE/TwfvcClC4rI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7tCOxDtPBms/s72-c/IMG_3879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4414489785385320313</id><published>2012-01-05T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:49:18.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...belated new year greetings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8YqyV2GC_M/Twf3b2AQBvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lvGw9M4DaVA/s1600/KOYOTE1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8YqyV2GC_M/Twf3b2AQBvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lvGw9M4DaVA/s320/KOYOTE1.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, check out that 90's hairstyle.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsD_ckIZ6sY/Twf3c-anZ4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/cvPn2qOUjdk/s1600/koyote03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsD_ckIZ6sY/Twf3c-anZ4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/cvPn2qOUjdk/s320/koyote03.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha! Reminds me of Nick Carter! XD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4H8LrXOIY4/Twf3dzRNLiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OuW6iXGHJTQ/s1600/Koyote-350x314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4H8LrXOIY4/Twf3dzRNLiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OuW6iXGHJTQ/s320/Koyote-350x314.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Koyote's latest album cover which was released on January 2, 2012.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap! There's a bunch of cool newly released songs..!! I am CRAPPIN happy..!! First, Koyote. Then our favourite Lee Hyun oppa! Then my dearest NS Yoon-G. And there's MBLAQ too..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could die of excess joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy new year guys. Only five days into 2012 and we've already seen a devastating flood, a most foul murder case and an eye-rolling SUPP internal political strife... all in Sarawak. Wow. What a way to start a new year huh? Go Sarawak! Can't wait for the next bomb to drop on our heads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4414489785385320313?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4414489785385320313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4414489785385320313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4414489785385320313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4414489785385320313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2012/01/belated-new-year-greetings.html' title='...belated new year greetings...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8YqyV2GC_M/Twf3b2AQBvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/lvGw9M4DaVA/s72-c/KOYOTE1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-74025081350011507</id><published>2011-12-25T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:24:53.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...in the beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sm1tm2gyGc/TvgGgzKkMHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0n1ErHibVvg/s1600/408264_2576113114708_1010747700_32217852_1112647970_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sm1tm2gyGc/TvgGgzKkMHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0n1ErHibVvg/s320/408264_2576113114708_1010747700_32217852_1112647970_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was already dead asleep in my room at the time this pic was taken. Ha-ha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“If melancholy has a colour, it would be red.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E's absurd pretension was referring to a test result I took during an Emotional Intelligence course few days ago. Unable to comprehend his drift, I stayed silent. Knowing E, he wouldn't give me an answer straight away no matter how much I begged. And so I could only hope that if I stayed silent, he will, in time give an explanation. However, none came.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The course itself was what I’d love to describe as undistinguished. And in a sense, it was. As much as I want to avoid sounding conceited, I haven’t truly learned anything new. Then again, I made a few friends from various companies and ministries so, yeah, that can come in handy in the future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Despite being undistinguished, I had enjoyed doing the Case Study with my group members. In fact, it was the only activity in which I had really tried my best to perform. My group members were equally great. They were the reason why our discussion was perplexingly fun! If only the assessors had given us more time...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Of course, the day after, I was so tired that I spent half of it making up for lost sleep and then went out with my girls to catch up with each other. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;And as it is, I also managed to catch up with E and D, though needless to say, followed by our usual bickering. D was peculiarly immersed and nodded her head subtly while reading my Leonard’s Personality Test result. E on the other hand, was much outright in voicing his opinions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Oh this just proves it!! You are now officially a recluse, Mas!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Throwing him a dirty look, I didn’t reply. Of course he and D would have known. We’ve been friends for quite some time. Apparently, me being a recluse was not the only trait which Leonard’s Personality Test got right. They got everything right. And that’s creepy in a way. Remember my post about being an obsessed analyzer of practicality (in which I don’t think twice when it comes to throwing unused stuff regardless of its nostalgic values), well, they got that right too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Quoting the test, I’m an obsessed analyzer (error buster). Which screams “EGO” all the way. And which explains (according to E’s dumb sense of reasoning) why I haven’t got a boyfriend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;In my defence, I pointed out that twenty-two is a rather young age to be in a relationship. Besides, I’m much more interested in Nintendo DS, mmorpgs and &lt;i&gt;mangas&lt;/i&gt; than boys. I don’t see myself in a relationship anytime soon and am not interested to be in one!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Then again, what E said is manifestly true. I am easily misunderstood. Though I have different intention, everything I say is acerbic, everything I do is sarcastic. And while I’m hurt with this misconception, I never did anything to clear the misunderstanding. And am not planning to do anything about it anytime soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/9031760244337625409-74025081350011507?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/74025081350011507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=74025081350011507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/74025081350011507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/74025081350011507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-beginning.html' title='...in the beginning...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sm1tm2gyGc/TvgGgzKkMHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0n1ErHibVvg/s72-c/408264_2576113114708_1010747700_32217852_1112647970_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6903081853246443379</id><published>2011-12-16T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T18:03:22.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...fieldwork...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally got down to upload these photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh wow. Did I just use "up" and "down" in the same sentence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hmh. The trip to Betong was fun and educational. I've learned a lot and seen stuff that had really opened up my mind. I'm glad Zura decided to let me tag along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Below are some pictures taken during our fieldwork. Our ministry is currently in the process of completing the "Divorce in Sarawak: Profile and Causes" study, thus, the&amp;nbsp;need to conduct in-depth interview in order to find out the causes and effects. That's where we come in. We're the ones who're responsible to get all these infos. Do I enjoy my work? Oh yes..!! Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Note that all pictures were deliberately taken in a certain angle without really capturing the front view of a respondent's face. There are reasons why! I'm too lazy to write them down =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWoAod18DhM/TutRPF-7cGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/oEaeXQezm9E/s1600/IMG_0274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWoAod18DhM/TutRPF-7cGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/oEaeXQezm9E/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First day interview. A guy with a heartbreaking life story... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zR8tJDItLMA/TutRUfKwVHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5zaendEPiYY/s1600/IMG_0276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zR8tJDItLMA/TutRUfKwVHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5zaendEPiYY/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's my first respondent!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVWClZ4PRls/TutRZQNVomI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zTZr8_XLR3s/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVWClZ4PRls/TutRZQNVomI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zTZr8_XLR3s/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wheter it's a boutique or a nightclub, work is work. Gonna interview people wherever they may be.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMkqW1Y5jAQ/TutRbxpkXZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eehKgMPS85E/s1600/IMG_0284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMkqW1Y5jAQ/TutRbxpkXZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eehKgMPS85E/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rather than saying&amp;nbsp;we found her, she found us is more acurate. She came to us after hearing me yelling "sapa sitok kenal ngan XXX??" to nobody in particular.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18ltQxdmoqI/TutTsOFe7MI/AAAAAAAAAV0/C9tfHrG3QlQ/s1600/IMG_0295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18ltQxdmoqI/TutTsOFe7MI/AAAAAAAAAV0/C9tfHrG3QlQ/s320/IMG_0295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why but this guy sure made us talk after we have finished interviewing him. Refuse to mention anything more here =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0c5VPhymk0/TutTvBAZRxI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t7q7DPcxufY/s1600/IMG_0307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0c5VPhymk0/TutTvBAZRxI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t7q7DPcxufY/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate travelling in this car!&amp;nbsp;American car&amp;nbsp;sucks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8S3qyMAjuYs/TutTyUb8U0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/xa5CNf6XZak/s1600/IMG_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8S3qyMAjuYs/TutTyUb8U0I/AAAAAAAAAWE/xa5CNf6XZak/s320/IMG_0315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our last respondent.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv2xD2saBE8/Tutca223QkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SdwH7Rpyy80/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv2xD2saBE8/Tutca223QkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/SdwH7Rpyy80/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta say I love walking around in this area. Real peaceful.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY3rzYL9gW4/Tutcd-xkfhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/J3UUw1OgRSA/s1600/IMG_0323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY3rzYL9gW4/Tutcd-xkfhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/J3UUw1OgRSA/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entering and exiting people's house are part of the routine. I get to see how others live. Reminds me how lucky I am to have what I have.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6903081853246443379?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6903081853246443379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6903081853246443379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6903081853246443379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6903081853246443379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/12/fieldwork.html' title='...fieldwork...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWoAod18DhM/TutRPF-7cGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/oEaeXQezm9E/s72-c/IMG_0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4667581862588791707</id><published>2011-11-18T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T04:33:00.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...hunters...</title><content type='html'>There are times when I feel totally disgusted with Ging's attitude. So when Leo landed a punch on his face, I couldn't help but smirk.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can understand though... why Ging wanted to see through the election process till the end. There is more to it than to just carrying out the chairman's last wish (and for his own personal enjoyment). Even so... I'm with Leo. Ging is just too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4667581862588791707?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4667581862588791707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4667581862588791707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4667581862588791707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4667581862588791707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/11/hunters.html' title='...hunters...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7159651566607541779</id><published>2011-11-17T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T03:48:20.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...25 minutes too late...</title><content type='html'>Heard Michael Learns To Rock's "25 Minutes Too Late". Nisa used to love this song. I miss her T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Sa! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Something on my mind right now. Can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pps: But I still wanna make this post for her =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7159651566607541779?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7159651566607541779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7159651566607541779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7159651566607541779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7159651566607541779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/11/25-minutes-too-late.html' title='...25 minutes too late...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7454992060002714497</id><published>2011-10-28T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:27:20.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...quick update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My parents posted a few interesting pictures of their vacation. Cool. I wanna post pictures too! =p of my cubicle at my workplace. It's kind of empty right now since I just got in last Monday. I was thinking of pinning up a picture of Lee Sang Woo (as my inspiration ha-ha) but we'll see. Maybe I should put in a few cute girlish stuff while I'm at it??? Hmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKJyoNTfyIo/TquIXI02ROI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6Cs2da7-SjU/s1600/Image0080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKJyoNTfyIo/TquIXI02ROI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6Cs2da7-SjU/s320/Image0080.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice small comfortable cubicle that seperates me from the noisy "outside" world. I love it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4bmPoGRhIQ/TquIbbARUUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rN-MgjMtB20/s1600/Image0085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4bmPoGRhIQ/TquIbbARUUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/rN-MgjMtB20/s320/Image0085.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front view. This is where I do all my editing works and translation.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jK01znW-WT0/TquI84vxlaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dwB-9IQm7GE/s1600/Image0081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jK01znW-WT0/TquI84vxlaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dwB-9IQm7GE/s320/Image0081.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay check that out. That's my (mom's) car. My parking skill sucks big time =p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0WeVbBb1a4/TquNic81RzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/UYlwvsSthjI/s1600/LeeSangWoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0WeVbBb1a4/TquNic81RzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/UYlwvsSthjI/s320/LeeSangWoo.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those doe eyes I LOVE! XD Sang Woo oppa, saranghae! Uri gyeolhon hajaaaa..!!!! kekeke...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿The staff at MPS are really helpful. But I am kind of on guard at all times since&amp;nbsp;my boss is a close friend of my mother... and lecturer (oh noesssss...) ! The last thing I want is for her to complain that I'm an idiot who doesn't know what she's doing blah blah *eyes rolled to high heavens*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7454992060002714497?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7454992060002714497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7454992060002714497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7454992060002714497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7454992060002714497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-update.html' title='...quick update...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKJyoNTfyIo/TquIXI02ROI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6Cs2da7-SjU/s72-c/Image0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3229090339997722684</id><published>2011-10-05T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T04:03:47.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Korean Drama Awards 2011 results out!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;As someone who has been an avid follower of Korean entertainment industry since 2002, it delights me to see talented stars all gathered in one place every year. What kind of event where you get to see them all other than the Korea Drama Awards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;With a number of great and popular (but not great) dramas released this year, choosing a winner proves to be a challenge for the judges. Though I would actually say that netizens have a bigger influence in deciding who is going to win what by participating in online polls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Below is a list of winners for various segments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Writer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kim Eun Sook (Secret Garden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Director: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kim Won Sook (Sungkyunkwan Scandal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Actor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lee Min Ho (City Hunter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Actress: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Yeom Jeong Ah (Royal Family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Supporting Actor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Joo Sang Wook (Giant, Thorn Bird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Supporting Actress: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lee Yu Ri (Twinkle Twinkle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Male Newcomer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kim Soo Hyeon (Dream High)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Best Female Newcomer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Im Su Hyang (New Tales of Gisaeng, Paradise Ranch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Popularity Award: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Kim Soo Hyeon (Dream High)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Hallyu Star Award: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lee Min Ho (City Hunter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;OST Award: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Huh Gak (Best Love “Don’t Forget Me”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;Daesang: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Secret Garden (SBS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;There you go! Another great year for SBS (Giant, City Hunter, Secret Garden) huh? Generally, I have mixed feelings while reviewing the results. I am utterly happy that Yeom Jung Ah won the Best Actress award but annoyed for Lee Min Ho. I mean… Lee Min Ho, Best Actor. Really??? Something smells fishy and it’s not the sardines that you just stepped on. I suspect the netizens are actually behind this. Good looking stars like him and SNSD (for example) have a scary fan base each will stop at nothing to let their idols be at the top of the Tops. Who cares if you have talent? Looks are more important. That’s just how the Korean entertainment industry is like nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIqWZbr4oyw/TowavgwLZwI/AAAAAAAAATo/mUnqVjGsq1g/s1600/c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIqWZbr4oyw/TowavgwLZwI/AAAAAAAAATo/mUnqVjGsq1g/s320/c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cha Seung Won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Personally, I prefer either Kwon Sang Wu (Daemul) or Cha Seung Won (The Greatest Love) to have walked home with that title. But of course… given that both actors are in their forties, nobody knows who they are. Or their fans have either died in a tragic natural disaster or converted to worshipping flower boys (such like Lee Min Ho). Looking back, Sang Wu had won a lot of awards and befitting too, he had been an extremely versatile actor taking up various different roles. He had been a high school gangster (Volcano High), a serious detective (Running Wild alongside the talented actor Yoo Ji Tae), a mischievous priest-in-training (Love So Divine), a&amp;nbsp;weirdo in Almost Love (his best role yet!), a cheesy Mr. Tears (Stairway to Heaven) you name it. Similarly, Cha Seung Won had been in the industry long enough to experience many roles (politician in City Hall, a problematic teacher in My Teacher, Mr. Kim and a humble FARMER in Small Town Rivals) and he was especially spectacular in The Greatest Love as a Hallyu star. And what is Lee Min Ho next to these veterans? (A flea, if you ask me). Can you imagine Lee taking up a role as a mentally challenged guy? No way. That would damage his good looking, ladies’ man image. Of course, it is not his fault that he won. Blame the judges! They’re single women in their forties who would die to receive love from cute, young flower boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&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: large;"&gt;Moving on, I am quite surprised (in a good way) that Yeom Jeong Ah won the title for Best Actress for her role in Royal Family. Facing tough competitions from Ha Ji Won, Kong Hyo Jin, Park Min Young and Kim Hyeon Ju, the event did justice by crowning her as the Best Actress. Looking back, Yeom Jeong Ah had also taken on very different roles since her involvement in the industry. What I really, really liked about her acting in Royal Family is that she was really, really convincing. Throughout the drama, one can actually empathize with her character ‘K’ and be totally swayed by her realistic facial expressions. One minute she is the angel ‘K’ and one minute she is the murderer ‘Mary’. It is worth mentioning too that her co-actor Ji Sung was equally convincing. Their facial expressions while refusing to answer the phone or during an emotional breakdown after being accused of murder were absolute art! Although I am not an actress myself, I have been an active member of the art of acting since my school days and know enough that to hold such role as Yeom Jung Ah did is a tremendously intricate task. Thus, it is without doubt that she is the Best Actress of 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For the other contenders, I am pleased to know that three out of four are actually my favourite actresses. I’d been a fan of Ha Ji Won since her “Something Happened in Bali” days. Though she was great in Secret Garden, I wouldn’t say she’s at her best. Sure her role was tough but I didn’t feel her character at all. You can be a stunt actor evading sword attacks or explosives (that seems to be strategically placed in your path only) all you want but still not win an award because the audience is not feeling you. As for Kong Hyo Jin, she did not lack anything. Had Yeom Jung Ah not been nominated, I would confidently say that the title will go to her. She is in my opinion, a rare gem. (Reminds me a lot of veteran actress Jeon Do Yeon..!!) A talented actress who does not depends on a cute/sexy face to get an acting offer. Until now I can’t get over her throwing “why? You want to film a porn with me?” to Cha Seung Won with a straight face. That expression is going to stuck in my head as long as I live. As for Park Min Young… I’ll admit. I’m a fan of her because she’s beautiful. As far as her involvement in the industry, Park Min Young had generally accepted roles which are so-so. Not too weak nor sassy. And certainly not too crazy. Oh how I’d love to see her play as a retard! I don’t care if she can act or not but I had always try my best to watch every movies and drama that she had done. But would I agree on her being awarded as Best Actress? NO WAY. She’s 10 years too early for that. In fact, I would frown if she had even won any award at all that night… That’s just how I am. Though she’s pretty and she’s a favourite, I won’t be impartial and say that she can actually act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyVkYgcro_k/TowaxObRxII/AAAAAAAAATw/cyYD0naMvIc/s1600/y.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyVkYgcro_k/TowaxObRxII/AAAAAAAAATw/cyYD0naMvIc/s1600/y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yeom Jung Ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For the Best Writer award, I gave a lot of thought on this one whether to agree or disagree. To be frank, Secret Garden was awesomely funny and entertaining. Even I couldn’t help but love the series. BUT! Think carefully, what is the difference between this and Full House? The answer: None. For years and years, dramas with love contracts dominate award festivals. What happened to the creativity of Korean movie/drama writers? Did they all die in a tragic accident (again) or did they have a massive migration to Hollywood? If you ask me, Daemul, Giant or The Greatest Love should have won. But I would understand… Daemul and Giant are quite heavy and could be difficult for some to comprehend regardless of how great both dramas were from tip to toe. That’s just the way the industry is. If you want to win an award, go for stories with love contracts. It’s a sure win formula. Who the hell cares about history or politics or the bitterness of life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The romantic comedy The Greatest Love also deserves attention for its unique storyline. The story gave insights into the lives of hallyu stars which are relatively not known to many of us. I am sure that before the drama, not a lot of people know that dating among stars can be very tricky and risky. The depiction of their lives was very realistic. Think about this, National Treasure’s Go Jung Ae’s public misunderstanding situation is quite similar to KARA’s Nam Gyuri. Kang Se Ri and Dok Go Jin’s breakup situation is like Song Hye Kyo and Hyun Bin’s. The decision to breakup or to date needs to be discussed with their respective agency. Remember how long it took Hyun Bin and Song Hye Kyo to come up front with the bitter truth that they had actually broke up several months before. Just like Kang Se Ri and Dok Go Jin! When a star dates another star, he doesn’t only date the person but also the agency that person is in. CFs, movies and dramas all depends on how the relationship of the dating stars. And if something went awry, they can’t breakup like normal couples until their talent agencies give the green light. And here’s another fact that I think most people is unaware of. The situation of Go Jung Ae and Dok Go Jin is also a depiction of Kwon Sang Wu and Son Tae Young’s situation before they were married. It was said that Sang Wu broke down once saying “I have to protect my woman” and thinking how the public will react should he announce that he’s in a relationship with Tae Young. Well, that is understandable… since he’s a big name and a heartthrob, being in a relationship can bring his popularity down, his acting offer and CFs offer will also decrease and of course his talent agency might disagree and blah blah the problems continue. Like Go Jung Ae, Son Tae Young is a less known artist so being with her will lower his rank…exactly like Dok Go Jin and Go Jung Ae’s situation! That being said, The Greatest Love is undeniably a great script. I mean how many dramas have given you true depiction of Hallyu stars lives? (And please… don’t even think of saying Gloria).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlBuqmvDzUc/TowawbEqNmI/AAAAAAAAATs/lPhOejONhck/s1600/k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlBuqmvDzUc/TowawbEqNmI/AAAAAAAAATs/lPhOejONhck/s400/k.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kwon Sang Wu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In a nutshell, for us drama/film fans who had been watching closely the ups and downs of Korean entertainment industry, Korea Drama Awards 2011 is a frustrating event. Many were underrated and even more were overrated! Looking on the bright side though, no idol-turned-actor/actress managed to win anything that night thank God! I would have smashed the TV if Kim Hyun Jung won something for his role in Playful Kiss. Now that, people, is utter garbage.&lt;/span&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/9031760244337625409-3229090339997722684?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3229090339997722684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3229090339997722684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3229090339997722684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3229090339997722684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/10/korean-drama-awards-2011-results-out.html' title='...Korean Drama Awards 2011 results out!...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIqWZbr4oyw/TowavgwLZwI/AAAAAAAAATo/mUnqVjGsq1g/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3282737476161685521</id><published>2011-09-27T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T03:44:30.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...yowayowa action!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNv4HO8-yek/ToGoD9ebEYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/si7H4MYk0ds/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNv4HO8-yek/ToGoD9ebEYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/si7H4MYk0ds/s320/1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7PqFKOA-KIE/ToGoFcRsJ3I/AAAAAAAAATU/ABTtVgS2dNA/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7PqFKOA-KIE/ToGoFcRsJ3I/AAAAAAAAATU/ABTtVgS2dNA/s320/2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzKi_egzFqc/ToGoG_cpdUI/AAAAAAAAATY/CCIVnFYO8pQ/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzKi_egzFqc/ToGoG_cpdUI/AAAAAAAAATY/CCIVnFYO8pQ/s320/3.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0A5NV2QOnk/ToGoI5btneI/AAAAAAAAATc/u0DlWBtOd3g/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0A5NV2QOnk/ToGoI5btneI/AAAAAAAAATc/u0DlWBtOd3g/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N99xTGoDKN0/ToGoKdF0ZyI/AAAAAAAAATg/cOYMMP1eCfE/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N99xTGoDKN0/ToGoKdF0ZyI/AAAAAAAAATg/cOYMMP1eCfE/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72Db8DprpAo/ToGoL2wZpdI/AAAAAAAAATk/oFxDynv12Bo/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72Db8DprpAo/ToGoL2wZpdI/AAAAAAAAATk/oFxDynv12Bo/s320/6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayashi-san released some great pictures this month. For more pictures please visit yowayowacamera.com =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3282737476161685521?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3282737476161685521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3282737476161685521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3282737476161685521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3282737476161685521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/09/yowayowa-action.html' title='...yowayowa action!!...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNv4HO8-yek/ToGoD9ebEYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/si7H4MYk0ds/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3362526271250506125</id><published>2011-07-29T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T03:19:10.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...hwanhee of fly to the sky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Yeo Reo Bunnnnnnn...!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;(Everyone..!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwanhee oppa released a self-titled album today oh yeahhhhhh...! I'm a huge fan of Fly to the Sky so this is quite a treat. The songs are great, as expected from our oppa =D gosh I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFoArI5auHk/TjKIQ7UghPI/AAAAAAAAATI/0EsX9RpUZTc/s1600/3672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFoArI5auHk/TjKIQ7UghPI/AAAAAAAAATI/0EsX9RpUZTc/s1600/3672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hwanhee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Release Date : 2011.07.29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Genre : Ballad, Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Language : Korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Bitrate : 320kbps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Track list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;01 TEMPTATION (INTRO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;02 하루 종일 (ALL DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;03 죽을 것만 같아&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;04 모르게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;05 어젠 (ORIGINAL HWANHEE ver.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;06 악몽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;07 남남 (feat. 메이다니)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;08 T BY TEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;09 사랑해 사랑해 (feat. 세용)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;10 그대가 가르쳐준 이별&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adf.ly/2Ea23"&gt;&amp;gt;Download here&amp;lt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Click skip add to continue)&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/9031760244337625409-3362526271250506125?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3362526271250506125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3362526271250506125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3362526271250506125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3362526271250506125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/07/hwanhee-of-fly-to-sky.html' title='...hwanhee of fly to the sky...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFoArI5auHk/TjKIQ7UghPI/AAAAAAAAATI/0EsX9RpUZTc/s72-c/3672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-5095146057206251391</id><published>2011-07-18T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:24:26.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Miss A's self-glorification...</title><content type='html'>Out of the three giants of Korean entertainment industry, YG Entertainment is my favourite. My least favourite? JYP Entertainment. In fact... I think Cube Entertainment should have been one of the Big Three... not JYP. Well yeah sure, they had it big in USA with Wonder Girls so what? We haven't heard anything from them since. Don't get me wrong. I adore Wonder Girls. I think WG and 2AM are the only JYP groups worth listening to. Now having said that, another girl group under the label JYP released an album today. The group is none other than Miss A. Oh geez... what in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxW5Y52CT4/TiTp_rvRceI/AAAAAAAAATA/Yow3js8oUX4/s1600/267px-MissA_and_DJ_Young.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxW5Y52CT4/TiTp_rvRceI/AAAAAAAAATA/Yow3js8oUX4/s1600/267px-MissA_and_DJ_Young.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not going to lie, but I think all those praises about how good their debut track "Good Girl Bad Girl" were mindless exaggerations. Number two, Suzy's acting in Dream High was a talent waiting to be discovered?? Garbage. My grandma can do better. Number three, Miss A's Min is the best female dancer ever?? Okay, so she trained more than 6 years in the US, doesn't mean she can dance. Truth be told... her dancing is rather... mediocre but with excessive energy. Repeated chest pumps, excessive butt shaking and catwalking with hand on hip as if pregnant. Typical girl group choreography but with enormous amount of energy. I believe... one of these days, she is going to die jerking her body like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, yes, I am an anti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, their new album "A Class" (oh God... when is this self-glorification going to end??) is a major letdown for many fans. For me, it is further evidence that this shitty girl group should just&amp;nbsp;disappear&amp;nbsp;into thin air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-5095146057206251391?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/5095146057206251391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=5095146057206251391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5095146057206251391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5095146057206251391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/07/miss-as-self-glorification.html' title='...Miss A&apos;s self-glorification...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxW5Y52CT4/TiTp_rvRceI/AAAAAAAAATA/Yow3js8oUX4/s72-c/267px-MissA_and_DJ_Young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3286965607393419628</id><published>2011-07-14T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T07:40:44.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...today's levitation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hayashi-san's todays levitation. =) Visit &lt;a href="http://yowayowacamera.com/"&gt;yowayowacamera.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qU3MbIv8sMg/Th7_nSvBfhI/AAAAAAAAAS0/l8mMdJrTIxs/s1600/img_8728fd97082d274826f1d18f1cadd1036aff97c0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qU3MbIv8sMg/Th7_nSvBfhI/AAAAAAAAAS0/l8mMdJrTIxs/s320/img_8728fd97082d274826f1d18f1cadd1036aff97c0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izHJuENgAnU/Th7_op__osI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pJ-AKUQtjj0/s1600/img_e496a93861b449a6e3142f6ef3138cba526bc395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izHJuENgAnU/Th7_op__osI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pJ-AKUQtjj0/s320/img_e496a93861b449a6e3142f6ef3138cba526bc395.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Yahoo! Here's the download link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQXoAA3SIeU/TgnXcYlIf7I/AAAAAAAAASs/p30fV_gcm58/s1600/3531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQXoAA3SIeU/TgnXcYlIf7I/AAAAAAAAASs/p30fV_gcm58/s1600/3531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Artist:&amp;nbsp;피케이 헤만 (PK Heman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Album: PK Begins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Released date: 27 June 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Genre: Rap/Hip Hop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #4b4b4b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;1. Automatic Love PK 헤만&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;2. Be With You (Feat. 솔지 Of 2NB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #4b4b4b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://gotupload.com/vobnlubwd9c3"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4490642680308845693?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4490642680308845693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4490642680308845693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4490642680308845693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4490642680308845693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/06/pk-heman.html' title='...pk heman...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQXoAA3SIeU/TgnXcYlIf7I/AAAAAAAAASs/p30fV_gcm58/s72-c/3531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7400076992233044622</id><published>2011-06-25T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T06:20:00.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...yowayowa no onna!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title might be foreign to some of you so let's me explain, yowayowa is a Japanese word meaning "feeble" and onna means "woman". So technically the title for this post is "weak woman". There is this fascinating site (&lt;a href="http://yowayowacamera.com/"&gt;yowayowacamera.com&lt;/a&gt;) by a Japanese lady with pictures of her levitating in various places. I just love her site and would like more people to discover her. Her name is Natsumi Hayashi. Here are some pictures taken by Hayashi-san... visit her site for more info! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5107vSsYVc/TgXa3hhAcmI/AAAAAAAAASo/WTVSRFoTYCs/s1600/l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5107vSsYVc/TgXa3hhAcmI/AAAAAAAAASo/WTVSRFoTYCs/s400/l.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is my favourite photo of Hayashi-san's levitation..!!! Super cool stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QgFjUQ8rhg/TgXasQYRmbI/AAAAAAAAASI/6BgBP_UuwhI/s1600/d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QgFjUQ8rhg/TgXasQYRmbI/AAAAAAAAASI/6BgBP_UuwhI/s400/d.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyone home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjlVNbhGVDU/TgXapn4Fj3I/AAAAAAAAASA/vq1pZgRhIM4/s1600/b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjlVNbhGVDU/TgXapn4Fj3I/AAAAAAAAASA/vq1pZgRhIM4/s400/b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Looks real isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lC0sO5mYE9k/TgXatlybiOI/AAAAAAAAASM/r56GnewI2GM/s1600/e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lC0sO5mYE9k/TgXatlybiOI/AAAAAAAAASM/r56GnewI2GM/s400/e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Check out that phone booth. Wish we have that here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUiK3bRMmfc/TgXawkyXs-I/AAAAAAAAASU/kggxzzkIgiY/s1600/g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yUiK3bRMmfc/TgXawkyXs-I/AAAAAAAAASU/kggxzzkIgiY/s400/g.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Getting off the train in style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02cWwgY2ZPU/TgXax-K9flI/AAAAAAAAASY/8lIsJpW0_h8/s1600/h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02cWwgY2ZPU/TgXax-K9flI/AAAAAAAAASY/8lIsJpW0_h8/s400/h.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love this! Levitating in a crowded area!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTisQB9D8Bw/TgXazRxh7gI/AAAAAAAAASc/NzE6UAP03h8/s1600/i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTisQB9D8Bw/TgXazRxh7gI/AAAAAAAAASc/NzE6UAP03h8/s400/i.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hayashi-san just love the boots very much. Me too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8O04HGsQZw/TgXa0QxtDkI/AAAAAAAAASg/VJisc8urBxI/s1600/j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8O04HGsQZw/TgXa0QxtDkI/AAAAAAAAASg/VJisc8urBxI/s400/j.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Awesomenesssssss. She's really levitating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPOQfxCkY6A/TgXa2PhrmAI/AAAAAAAAASk/eTg0kSllXNA/s1600/k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPOQfxCkY6A/TgXa2PhrmAI/AAAAAAAAASk/eTg0kSllXNA/s400/k.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hayashi-san is curious to see what's in the old man's bag. She's not the only one =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out her site for more cool pictures. She's like the Pujie Girls (the famous 'planking' Chinese girls) don't you think so? But personally I think Hayashi-san is a lot cooler =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7400076992233044622?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7400076992233044622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7400076992233044622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7400076992233044622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7400076992233044622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/06/yowayowa-no-onna.html' title='...yowayowa no onna!!...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5107vSsYVc/TgXa3hhAcmI/AAAAAAAAASo/WTVSRFoTYCs/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7122945940239695179</id><published>2011-06-21T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:03:12.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...loyalty: for real???...</title><content type='html'>A food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;What are the things that earn your loyalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... that is one ambiguous question. Depends on how you define loyalty. To me, loyalty is a strong feeling of allegiance which you can never breach once you pledge it. But of course... it's different for everyone. So what are the things that earn my loyalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Computer games?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... not really. Though at one point I was insanely addicted to Maple Story, I've kind of... stopped playing it now. Once you're a level 99 Priest, life gets tougher and you just feel useless. All games likewise. It gets boring after sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Food!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... is there any food in particular that I never get tired of? Hm... no. I used to love Kolok Mee, but I've toned down a bit. I adore Coke and Pepsi but due to the ever increasing health awareness, they're not my favourites anymore. Rice? I eat them everyday... but rather than saying I eat it because I love it, it is more like I eat it because I need it. If there's a substitute for rice then I'd switch without a second thought. So yeah... not so much of a loyalty there huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The colour Blue!&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... okay. Almost everything in my room is blue. But countless times before I wish they are red or something. So I can't say I'm loyal to Blue. And can't say the same either to Red. Because then I would wish they're back to Blue. Ewan called me a traffic light once... because I change my favourite colours like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What else? Kpop?&lt;br /&gt;Well yeeess... I like Kpop but I get tired of it often and switch to Jrock once in a while. Can't say I'm loyal. Nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kang Dong Won!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Not really. The moment I see someone new, I'd switch quickly. Like yesterday, I was head over heels with Ji Sung... but today I'm totally nuts about Kang Ji Hwan. So yeah.. I cannot be loyal to just one guy. Ha-ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which... leads to another question... will I ever be loyal to anything/anyone in my whole life? To be frank... I do not think that is possible. One minute I'm here and the next I'm not. Deny all you want but that is the case with the majority of us&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And here's an advice for you guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Are you currently in a relationship with someone? If yes, would you like to think that he/she is the one whom you will spend your lifetime with? Are you sure you want him/her next to you forever? Can you truly accept his/her lacks and flaws? Ponder upon these questions before you say yes to someone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7122945940239695179?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7122945940239695179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7122945940239695179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7122945940239695179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7122945940239695179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/06/loyalty-for-real.html' title='...loyalty: for real???...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-791419767883085315</id><published>2011-06-18T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T07:58:13.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...drama review: Gloria (2010)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YaIOMMNUv48/Tfy8fEc4LWI/AAAAAAAAARo/-5St0Bh_FTc/s1600/330px-Gloria_Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YaIOMMNUv48/Tfy8fEc4LWI/AAAAAAAAARo/-5St0Bh_FTc/s320/330px-Gloria_Poster.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gloria&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Originally aired in Seoul from July 31, 2010 - January 30, 2011, Gloria is a whooping 50 episodes of melodrama centered around the lives of four characters played by Bae Doo Na, Lee Chun Hee, Seo Ji seok and &amp;nbsp;Seo Lee Hyeon. It&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;is an intense tale of people who are devoted to surviving their rough lives, focusing in particular on the life of a nightclub singer, Na Jin Jin (played by Bae Doo Na), who braves the difficulties of her work to provide for her mentally handicapped older sister, Jin Joo (Oh Hyun Kyeong).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Okay, right to business. To be frank, I didn't even know about this drama til I discovered Kan Jong Wook's unofficial Binteolteori music video (HUGE fan of Jong Wook). &amp;nbsp;When I saw Bae Doo Na and Lee Chun Hee together,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;I got real excited and searched for reviews of Gloria. Guess what, 9 out of 10 said it is worthwhile. Do I think so? Hm... I'm rather difficult to please so what's garbage for me might be candy for you guys. Hehe. In short, I don't think Gloria is thaaaaaat good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Now, what ticks me off is not the actors but the plot. It kind of sucks to see that Gloria is not actually a love story between Doo Na and Chun Hee. It's about their friendship. Pure friendship... like that. Although I know that Doo Na is supposed to be with Ji Seok and Chun Hee with Lee Hyeon, I'm still pissed. Don't ask why. I don't have an answer to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJDE36LfY0E/Tfy8ovyZLtI/AAAAAAAAARs/OdY9kFemA9g/s1600/BaeDooNa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJDE36LfY0E/Tfy8ovyZLtI/AAAAAAAAARs/OdY9kFemA9g/s320/BaeDooNa.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bae Doo Na&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Another thing that I really dislike about Gloria is its tendency to get annoyingly draggy at some point. You can't help but curse the screenwriter for making such a stupid storyline. What could have concluded in 16 episodes ended up in 50 episodes of ridiculous&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: #4d4e51;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;embellishment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;And if you ever decide to watch Gloria, be &amp;nbsp;warned though... that there are some characters who'll give you a heart attack. So keep your pills nearby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Things I hate and love about Gloria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;1. Bae Doo Na's singing sucks big time. When she's onstage (after being famous), I just can't feel that star power that she was supposed to have as Korea's famous entertainer, Gloria. It's not just her voice, but the whole &amp;nbsp;performance thing. If that's how they portray a hallyu star then pfftt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;2. I hate Seo Lee Hyeon's character... she's this weak sucidal chaebol girl who is trying to get the audiences' attention and sympathy. Well, she get none from me. I want her out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;3. I kind of went "ehhhhhh???" whenever there's an intimate scene between Chun Hee and Lee Hyeon... because I knew that during the filming, Chun Hee was dating Jun Hye Jin. Since Lee Hyeon is way prettier than Hye Jin... so yeah, I was wondering if Chun Hee felt shaken by her beauty ohoho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;4. I freaking love the OST for Gloria. IMO, Gloria is one of those dramas with excellent OST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;5. I have mixed feelings about Lee Chun Hee punching gangsters left and right and hanging in a nightclub...partly because I have this "naive","weakling" and "easy-to-pick-on" image of him stuck in my head (thanks to Lee Hyori and other Family Outing cast). So it was super weirddddd seeing him acting all macho and cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHwRQ7APo3U/Tfy8rEqKkbI/AAAAAAAAARw/moFaaoHRn98/s1600/Lee-Chun-Hee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHwRQ7APo3U/Tfy8rEqKkbI/AAAAAAAAARw/moFaaoHRn98/s320/Lee-Chun-Hee.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lee Chun Hee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;That's it. Gloria didn't receive much love from me huh? But like I said, what's garbage for me might be another person's candy. Watch and judge for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-791419767883085315?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/791419767883085315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=791419767883085315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/791419767883085315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/791419767883085315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/06/drama-review-gloria-2010.html' title='...drama review: Gloria (2010)...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YaIOMMNUv48/Tfy8fEc4LWI/AAAAAAAAARo/-5St0Bh_FTc/s72-c/330px-Gloria_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1193917995405695546</id><published>2011-06-01T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T00:52:55.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...keeping my life in order...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTYAhXQdWjA/TeXrgyOO_1I/AAAAAAAAARk/a4CMCOeGf-E/s1600/life-in-order.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTYAhXQdWjA/TeXrgyOO_1I/AAAAAAAAARk/a4CMCOeGf-E/s320/life-in-order.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I have this &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;unusual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; habit of 'analyzing the practicality of every action that I make'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I chose to describe it as "unusual" because I do not think it is neither good nor bad; and because I don't find it to be a common practice among my circle of friends. In fact, those who have shared a room with me or those who had known me for quite a long time would raise an eyebrow whenever I do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;So what is this 'practicality analysis' that I'm talking about? Practicality analysis is when you analyze something or an action whether they benefit you or not. I'll give you a few example of practicality analysis in action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;1. While I was studying in UPM, I only had about 5-6 t-shirts that I donned alternately 7 days a week. I lived that way for four months every semester and had no trouble adjusting while my roomate had a wardrobe full of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;baju kurungs&lt;/i&gt; and shirts that she never even wear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My justification: I come to UPM to study, not to flirt. So 5-6 shirts are practical enough as long as they are clean, comfortable and proper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;2. In my bedroom, you can only find novels aligned neatly on the bookshelf, stationeries, a dictionary, a picture and important documents on the table. Perfumes, toner, night cream and lotions which I still use, are kept separately on a different shelf. No stuffed toys or unnecessary decorations can be detected. Everything in the room has its own purpose. I don't even own a wall clock &amp;nbsp;in my room because I'd been accustomed to using my cellphone to keep track of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My justification: I hate keeping useless stuff. The moment my lotions and creams pass their expiry date, into the bin they go. I don't keep stuffed toys since I found them useless. This habit of throwing out impractical things keep my room neat and tidy. And even if it is in a mess, it will be messy with 'useful' things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;3. Whenever Momy and Dedy buy too much of something, I will nag and complain that they had been wasting money. Most of the time, it is always about something petty like too many packs of toothpicks, too many handwash soaps, too many bottles of chilli sauce, too many onions, too many this, too many that, you get the picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My justification: Sometimes, the things that they buy are only used by one person, me. Not to brag but the only person who diligently washes her hand using the handwash soap frequently in this house is me. So it irritates me to see a new handwash soap when the current one isn't finished yet. Too many onions irritates me because we don't cook for THAT much anyway so the leftovers are left to rot. Might be petty for some people, but these are the things that drives me crazy. ~Bichinnnn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;4. I don't keep pass assignments and written project works. Once I'm done with those, I throw them out. Heck, I don't even bother to keep a copy of my Final Year Project which I submitted to my supervisor as a requirement to graduate. The moment she found out, she expressed her shock by saying some hurtful things like "I am utterly surprised to hear that coming from you!" and "that shows you don't value your work!". I have to admit, at that time, I was so hurt that I almost cried. To be accused of not valuing my own work, WTF? But then came another realization: had my habit of practicality gone a bit too far?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My justification: I do not see the practicality behind keeping my assignments and stuff. Okay maybe some people do, but I don't. That's why I throw them out. Instead, I prefer to keep my notes and textbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That's it about my "practicality analysis" habit. I can't say that it's a good habit... but it had certainly helped in keeping my room clean and my life uncomplicated. So people, if you found your life is messy and unorganized, throw out a few things. That'll make you feel freer and in charge of your life =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1193917995405695546?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1193917995405695546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1193917995405695546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1193917995405695546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1193917995405695546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/06/keeping-my-life-in-order.html' title='...keeping my life in order...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTYAhXQdWjA/TeXrgyOO_1I/AAAAAAAAARk/a4CMCOeGf-E/s72-c/life-in-order.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3075052858859526810</id><published>2011-05-30T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T23:33:34.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Daesung Big Bang accident...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7WL8tnCpg/TeRqw5xHARI/AAAAAAAAARg/AJ_a1PWACnY/s1600/20110531_daesung_accident_100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7WL8tnCpg/TeRqw5xHARI/AAAAAAAAARg/AJ_a1PWACnY/s320/20110531_daesung_accident_100.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time I heard about the news was when someone posted Daesung murdered somebody on Jenpoo. I thought he was joking. But then I got the urge to check the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how I felt when I read the news. Truthfully, I am rather surprised myself as to how much it affected me...since all this while I'd been fussing over GD and not Daesung. But that was what happened. My chest hurts. Hands pressed on my forehead. I'm worried not about Big Bang's future... but rather, worried about how it will affect Daesung as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have been scary like hell. I've pictured myself &amp;nbsp;a few times in his situation before this so I kind of know how nasty it can be. Like... if I got into an accident in Serdang (God forbid!) and I have no one to help me. No family members. No friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Daseung's situation is far worse than my imagination... a person is dead. And it may be because of him. At this kind of time... I can only say... Daesung-ah, himnae...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3075052858859526810?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3075052858859526810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3075052858859526810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3075052858859526810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3075052858859526810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/05/daesung-big-bang-accident.html' title='...Daesung Big Bang accident...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mH7WL8tnCpg/TeRqw5xHARI/AAAAAAAAARg/AJ_a1PWACnY/s72-c/20110531_daesung_accident_100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3959848604642657117</id><published>2011-05-26T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:20:37.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...ergo proxy: to watch or not to watch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkX7Wcmjbhg/Td59PQwZydI/AAAAAAAAARY/uRcWwjUo6Po/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkX7Wcmjbhg/Td59PQwZydI/AAAAAAAAARY/uRcWwjUo6Po/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Real Mayer of Ergo Proxy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergo Proxy is... by far the most complicated anime I've ever come across. And also, one of my All Time Favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amuses me how some people gave up half-way into the anime because of its intricacies.. I'm not boasting that I completely understand what goes on in Ergo Proxy... in fact I have a few questions that still bothers me even after I've finished watching the series. It's just that... I found it impossible to not to finish watching it. The anime is utterly captivating and yet very, very confusing to the extent of it being described as a "mind fu#k"... That's not from me. That's from fellow youtubers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it yourself and you'll understand why people think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did I enjoy this anime? Yeah absolutely. Probably because of my interest in post-war and futuristic story-line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do I recommend this anime? Well yeah, but not to everyone. Probably to those who likes&amp;nbsp;techs and futuristic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do I like about this anime? EVERYTHING. Uber-cool graphics, plot, characters and soundtrack. OMG. I'm totally wild about Ergo Proxy's soundtrack! &lt;br /&gt;4. What do I hate about this anime? The progress of Real and Vincent's relationship. DAMN! How I wish they'd give us more of this couple..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about this anime is that... not only the plot is rather difficult to comprehend but the whole thing itself is hard to describe or explain. That is the reason why I didn't write a review of this anime here because I just don't know where to start. Just finish watching it and you'll find yourself smiling, nodding, and agreeing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5DhWrERXMo/Td59go457jI/AAAAAAAAARc/yeeLVcZvE6I/s1600/ergo%252Bproxy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5DhWrERXMo/Td59go457jI/AAAAAAAAARc/yeeLVcZvE6I/s320/ergo%252Bproxy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ergo Proxy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Here's what I understand about the anime. My interpretation may be right or may be not. Hope it'll shed some light to you guys tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The humans we see throughout the anime are actually artificial humans. They were created by the proxies. Thus the inability to reproduce! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) So where are all the REAL humans? Somewhere in space. They&amp;nbsp;are waiting for the radiation on earth to&amp;nbsp;cool off. How do they make sure to achieve this? By creating proxies who later creates artificial humans who are assigned the arduous task of rebuilding civilization on earth. Evidently, only Romdo (supervised by Proxy One) seems to be successful in the experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Why do the higher-ups in Romdo&amp;nbsp;want to catch a proxy so much? Well, it was said that a Dome cannot survive without a proxy. And Proxy One had been missing ever since Romdo was first erected. In other words, Romdo is doomed. Re-l's grandfather, Donov Meyer&amp;nbsp;is the one who thinks that Romdo is slowly deteriorating (after the escape and death of Monad proxy) thus instructing Raul to hunt for proxies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A Dome does not necessarily need the original proxy who created the Dome to sustain. This is proven so early in the anime. Notice how in the first episode Dedalus was seen in a lab with a team of scientist trying to render Monad (who is the proxy of Mosk dome) defenseless? They're keeping her in&amp;nbsp;Romdo&amp;nbsp;in order to sustain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Okay, what in the world just happened in episode 14?! It took me a while to realize that a proxy is at work. You see, they're actually in an abandoned dome. And somewhere, a proxy thinks it's fun to impersonate people and mess with their minds. He prolly wants to kill Re-l and Vincent for fun. This unamed proxy killed everyone in his dome because they do not accept him. Indicated by his dialogue after he realized that Vincent's a proxy "there is no one in this world who would accept us".&amp;nbsp;He seems to want to disappear so badly but being a proxy, it's impossible. Why? No idea. After that,&amp;nbsp;this proxy&amp;nbsp;proposed that they kill each other. That way, he'll finally disappear. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) According to Dedalus, an artificial human is only created if they have a raison d'être (reason for being). This explains why even mayor Raul experience difficulties in "applying" for a human child. Iggy's raison d'être is to protect Re-l. Dedalus' raison d'être is to monitor Re-l's health. But what is Re-l's real raison d'être? Towards the end of the series tho... there were subtle hints that Vincent is her raison d'être. Can't say I understand completely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What's the connection between Vincent Law and Proxy One? Hmm... to my comprehension, Vincent is an artificial human with some memories and abilities of Proxy One. Proxy One is the one who puts the memories in him (pun not intended). Why? Reason 1: So that Vincent can kill him (having the abilities and strength of a proxy)&amp;nbsp;one day. Reason 2: To kill other proxies.&amp;nbsp;Reason 3: To punish the humans that will later return to earth to start over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further questions: Why should the other proxies die? So that no dome will flourish meaning no place to live for the later returning humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why punish the humans? Because Proxy One thinks that it's selfish of them to leave the radioactive earth to them. I mean, who wants to stay&amp;nbsp;on a toxic planet,&amp;nbsp;proxy or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the questions and answers&amp;nbsp;of Ergo Proxy. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww_LK9T6uJA/Tdu43zrtZpI/AAAAAAAAARE/ljoInKTHc1Q/s1600/Free+Girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww_LK9T6uJA/Tdu43zrtZpI/AAAAAAAAARE/ljoInKTHc1Q/s200/Free+Girl.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Owl&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(레이디오울)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Album: Free Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Release date: 2010.08.06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;날 잡지마&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;까불지마&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;날 잡지마 (Club Remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;날 잡지마 (Inst.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Download link: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?4kw454ag87qw4fs"&gt;Mediafire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3H1rOl9z5Ok/Tdu5ZmHQ_cI/AAAAAAAAARI/CIkvFcEzE9c/s1600/Hurt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3H1rOl9z5Ok/Tdu5ZmHQ_cI/AAAAAAAAARI/CIkvFcEzE9c/s1600/Hurt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Owl&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(레이디오울)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Album: Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Release date: 2010.10.06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;(그리메 (그림자))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;2. Hurt Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;(그리메 (그림자)) (Inst.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;4. Hurt Me (Inst.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Download: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?kjbk16bw2fd096f"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mediafire&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=GX1J92HG"&gt;Megaupload&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dz8-BNDBOo/Tdu7HZm45tI/AAAAAAAAARM/NaZ3P5CteIE/s1600/Dasi+Doragal+Su-Isseo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dz8-BNDBOo/Tdu7HZm45tI/AAAAAAAAARM/NaZ3P5CteIE/s1600/Dasi+Doragal+Su-Isseo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Owl&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(레이디오울)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;다시 돌아갈 수 있어&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Release date: 2011.02.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;다시 돌아갈 수 있어&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Download: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3u315318563pw8g"&gt;Mediafire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4Aawe84Vk0/Tdu7nlyKIdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3ho_gC83hVU/s1600/Let+Me+Confess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4Aawe84Vk0/Tdu7nlyKIdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3ho_gC83hVU/s1600/Let+Me+Confess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Owl&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(레이디오울)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;고백해줘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Release date: 2011.02.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;고백해줘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Download: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ttp1o179ue8vwbn"&gt;Mediafire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NvtBk9j0TQ/Tdu88OB4s4I/AAAAAAAAARU/9DzPRNrIFK8/s1600/I+Can%2527t+Wait.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NvtBk9j0TQ/Tdu88OB4s4I/AAAAAAAAARU/9DzPRNrIFK8/s200/I+Can%2527t+Wait.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Owl&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(레이디오울)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Album:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I Can't Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Release date: 2011.05.24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;1. I Can't Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Download: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mj4lmrm4l47qne8"&gt;Mediafire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;She's the only Korean singer that I adore so much that I have all of her songs in my playlist. (Though not all of her songs are good =P). She's quite underrated. You can't find a thing on her on the internet... unless you can read Hangul. Her labelmate, Jung Jae Min who is underrated (again), is also my favourite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Lady Owl released a single today. Sounds rather average though... but that's okay. She'll do better next time. I just know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3637170544256190706?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3637170544256190706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3637170544256190706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3637170544256190706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3637170544256190706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/05/lady-owl-of-owl-production.html' title='...lady owl of owl production...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww_LK9T6uJA/Tdu43zrtZpI/AAAAAAAAARE/ljoInKTHc1Q/s72-c/Free+Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7573694314289590995</id><published>2011-05-21T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T20:21:55.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...the landslide tragedy in Hulu Langat...</title><content type='html'>I'm really heartbroken right now. &amp;nbsp;I want to blame Selangor's state government. I want to shout abuse to them. But what good would that do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landslide tragedy yesterday in Hulu Langat was clearly avoidable. We know that much. In the news, we can hear cynical voices yelling whose fault it was. Though I'm tempted to believe them, I still think that there are more important issues to mind. Like, what is next for the orphans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to&amp;nbsp;imagine&amp;nbsp;the orphans&amp;nbsp;be cared for at the moment by their distant relatives or better... but I guess that is too much to ask. Let alone "be cared for"... the body of the deceased weren't even claimed by their respective relatives. The reason is either the orphans have absolutely no one in the world or their relatives couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world would be damned if the second reason is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing there's not much that I can do, I could only grit my teeth as I go through each piece of article in the newspaper. Fellow Muslims, let us take a moment to pray for these orphans. Al-Fatiha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A'uzu billahi minashaitanir raji&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;m, (I seek refuge in Allah from the outcast Satan)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNZ2TXMpflg/Tdh_5NPcb4I/AAAAAAAAARA/7beb2_oFPo0/s1600/surat_al_fatiha.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNZ2TXMpflg/Tdh_5NPcb4I/AAAAAAAAARA/7beb2_oFPo0/s320/surat_al_fatiha.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add caption&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7573694314289590995?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7573694314289590995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7573694314289590995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7573694314289590995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7573694314289590995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/05/landslide-tragedy-in-hulu-langat.html' title='...the landslide tragedy in Hulu Langat...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNZ2TXMpflg/Tdh_5NPcb4I/AAAAAAAAARA/7beb2_oFPo0/s72-c/surat_al_fatiha.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-425889231766205521</id><published>2011-05-16T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:36:58.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...top 5 classic k-pop songs...</title><content type='html'>Here's a list of Top 5 K-pop songs that have a classic feeling to it. Hard for me to define classic but let's just say, all 5 songs have that 90's feeling though they were released after year 2000. Click to download.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/audio/xWogr8D8/_-__.html"&gt;I Want To Live - Mun Myeong Jin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As suggested by the title, this is a sad song. A ballad. Real poignant. I love listening to this when it's raining =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/audio/oyxMJYEI/03_Craze.html"&gt;Craze - SG Wannabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They released this as a single in 2005 after finished promoting "Sin and Punishment" and "As We Live". Most would prefer the remix version by The Voices but hell, the original one is way better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?fmugzzzekdn"&gt;Don't Love Her - Lee Hyori&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love seeing this side of Lee Hyori. It sounds like a typical 90's k-pop song... which is why I adore this song. The MV is great too. \^.^/ yay for Hyori eonni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?rjkzdjgdmyw"&gt;Scatter - Monday Kiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song is taken from their 4th album &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ru:t &lt;/span&gt;if I'm not mistaken. What I really really like about it is the repetitive beat, AND their strong vocal. If you go for a kareoke session, don't forget to add this to your list =P real fun when you sing it with friends! If you can't read Hangul, then just dance to it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?i0yytbnm1gl"&gt;After That Day - Namoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I don't know why this is number 1 on my list, but I know that it has never left my playlist. Ever. There's something about this song that I just can't get enough of. Though I kind of thought that it's the only reminder of my favourite actress Lee Eun Ju... but I'm not so sure now. I don't know. I really don't know. I just know that I can't stop listening to it. &amp;nbsp; o.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for my list. Rather short if you ask me =P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-425889231766205521?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/425889231766205521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=425889231766205521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/425889231766205521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/425889231766205521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/05/top-5-classic-k-pop-songs.html' title='...top 5 classic k-pop songs...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3600803671359243618</id><published>2011-05-07T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T04:32:39.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is an important day for me. &amp;nbsp;I hope that nothing will go wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3600803671359243618?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3600803671359243618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3600803671359243618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3600803671359243618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3600803671359243618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/05/tomorrow.html' title='...tomorrow...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6726321370103638600</id><published>2011-05-05T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T05:09:09.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...wiggly worm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hi2XQd0W3k/TcKRqP0yavI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ycGlhk3uiqM/s1600/royal_wedding_portait_1_640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hi2XQd0W3k/TcKRqP0yavI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ycGlhk3uiqM/s400/royal_wedding_portait_1_640.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Royal Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop&amp;nbsp;ogling&amp;nbsp;over this picture!! This couple is so sweet. I hope they stay together forever! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you see that? That pink wiggly worm in little Eliza's hands? Haha. Too adorable. Courtesy of Prince Harry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6726321370103638600?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6726321370103638600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6726321370103638600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6726321370103638600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6726321370103638600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/05/wiggly-worm.html' title='...wiggly worm...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hi2XQd0W3k/TcKRqP0yavI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ycGlhk3uiqM/s72-c/royal_wedding_portait_1_640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6609465777317804869</id><published>2011-04-29T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T06:55:11.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...reviewer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_lD64Skdxw/TbrDJKvlXJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nLLAyHYEkLw/s1600/130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_lD64Skdxw/TbrDJKvlXJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nLLAyHYEkLw/s1600/130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maestro by Outsider&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late, I've been doing album reviews on a Korean music site. I kind of like my job since it's about sharing music with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the albums that I did a review on are from artists who are a bit underrated. Well... they're well-known in Korea but not so internationally. The reason why I don't review albums by "idols" (Kpop singers) is because I'm sick of listening to their typical pop beat and rather meaningless lyric. Not that I don't listen to them at all. It's just that I think there's really not much to talk about since&amp;nbsp;their music is&amp;nbsp;the same like other Kpop groups/singers. &lt;i&gt;Yelah&lt;/i&gt;, when you listen to the same shit everytime of course &lt;i&gt;lah &lt;/i&gt;you'll feel demotivated. But once in a blue moon, I'll take a listen to the rookies and if I think they have potential, I will put them in my "to-watch-for" list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reviewing albums are not as easy as it seems. When doing a review, I have to find out the background of the artist, listen to all the previous albums, comment on the MV if any, compare with other singers and recommend singers with similar genre. So it's like you have to be an expert about that particular artist. That's why sometimes it takes days to complete one review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have specific genres when reviewing an album. So far, I've reviewed albums by Humming Urban Stereo, Monday Kiz, 1sagain, Namolla Family, Outsider and San-E. Most K-pop fans would say "who??". And I would shake my head and sigh. These people are way awesome than those kpop girl/boy groups... and yet, nobody pays attention.*Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's what I've been doing for quite a while now... instead of studying =P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6609465777317804869?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6609465777317804869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6609465777317804869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6609465777317804869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6609465777317804869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/04/reviewer.html' title='...reviewer...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_lD64Skdxw/TbrDJKvlXJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/nLLAyHYEkLw/s72-c/130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2616823190878651357</id><published>2011-04-09T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:44:52.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...lee hyun...</title><content type='html'>CRAP..!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Hyun oppa is going to release a new single tomorrow..! I cannot freaking wait. I want to hear it right NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T ahh.... this is really driving me nuts. why the heck did I visit jenpoo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new song that is playing in my blog now is&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;사랑이 말을 듣지 않아&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #4b4b4b; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(Sarangi Maleul Deudjianha) by Namolla Family feat. D Heaven Yu Sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool huh? =D I know. Namolla Family never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[UPDATE] 11 April 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's out! It's out! IT IS (FREAKING) OUT...!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoho. I'm completely crazy over his songs, so this one just makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Gjek31uUUBE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gjek31uUUBE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gjek31uUUBE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;이현 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;oppa, please continue to make more good music. Hwaiting!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-2616823190878651357?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2616823190878651357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2616823190878651357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2616823190878651357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2616823190878651357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/04/lee-hyun.html' title='...lee hyun...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1542153365927938348</id><published>2011-04-03T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:18:42.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...KFC; our early years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zslbQzfXXrY/TZh74CwRFdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uGC-dq9fKyo/s1600/kfc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zslbQzfXXrY/TZh74CwRFdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uGC-dq9fKyo/s320/kfc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So anyway, I was yearning for KFC last Thursday. I went to Mid Valley straight away after class though they have KFC here in Sri Kembangan. I guess I went there for the atmosphere. I don’t know why, but there was something sad about the whole thing. I looked around and saw couples, girlfriends, families and men in suits. Just when did it become that common?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You must be confused about what I’m trying to say here. Mm hm. Well, 15 years ago, I rarely get the chance to eat at KFC. It is not that we don’t have one located near our house; in fact the nearest outlet is just a kilometer away. It is just that dining at KFC is only for a special occasion. We weren’t rich. Those days, Momy and Dedy worked 9 to 5 but we could only afford to go there once in a while. So you could imagine our faces whenever Dedy says “jom pegi KFC!”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have to be honest. I got excited not for the food. But rather for the small playground they have on the second floor. At first, my elder sister, my little sister and I would play there to our heart's content. And Momy would call out in between to feed us. And when my elder sister got older, only my little sister and I bothered to play. And as time goes by, I stopped joining her altogether and she played with the other kids. When we moved to Siol Kandis in 2003, we stoped visiting the place altogether.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t know if you guys remember, but there was this KFC membership for children; Kids Fun Club. My elder sisters were members of the club. I wanted to become one too but I recall Momy saying “you’re not of age”. But when I think about it now… I feel that she never&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;actually&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;had the intention to let me become a member. Ha-ha. Anyways, my sisters and I were quite crazy about collecting all the toys that had ever been released by ordering kids meal every time we go there. Yeah, you get one when you order a kid's meal set. They labeled 'em as Meal A, Meal B, Meal C and so on. Ha-ha. It must be a real headache for Dedy to see his five daughters screaming for their own meal set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That was 15 years ago. Now, I’m 22 and I can visit KFC as much as I want and whenever I want. But somehow it doesn’t feel the same. I simply cannot recall when was the last time that our whole family had dined at KFC. It was always a person or two missing. Never the whole family. Eating out has become common for us and whenever I suggest KFC, someone would refuse. It saddens me that no one in the family felt the same way anymore. KFC used to be our family’s “holy land”. We'd go insane when Dedy mentions the place. And we had always left the place with a happy feeling and eagerness for our next visit. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I sat there watching the people around me, I can’t help but feel a surge of jealousy washing over me. Especially the children with their parents. They must have thought that there is nothing special about KFC. Well, lucky them, huh? Their childhood memories are filled to the brim with KFC chickens! And I was not that lucky to experience such thing 15 years ago. Sigh. If only I could go back to the 90’s…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1542153365927938348?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1542153365927938348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1542153365927938348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1542153365927938348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1542153365927938348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/04/kfc-our-early-years.html' title='...KFC; our early years...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zslbQzfXXrY/TZh74CwRFdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uGC-dq9fKyo/s72-c/kfc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7962992018571306858</id><published>2011-03-31T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:50:41.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...royal family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiACaGNS_VA/TZU40-i28QI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_DigVZLaGbQ/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiACaGNS_VA/TZU40-i28QI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_DigVZLaGbQ/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished watching Royal Family episode 1. It was great. I missed Ji Sung so much since his "Save the Last Dance for Me". And Royal Family's storyline seems quite good too. A classic lah. Don't expect cutesy cutesy act like in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Princess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Beautiful&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(miannata Geun Seuk-ah, but I really really hate Park Shin Hye... she's pouting her lips 24/7 I just don't understand who she's trying to impress??). Those are rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, I was looking for Jang Hyuk's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Midas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and Jeon Ji Hyun's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But instead, I found Royal Family. Mohhh.... I love it!! =D Reminds me so much of those days where this kind of storyline was a big hit. Like Eric's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and Lee Dong Gun's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Yurihwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Woot...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, they're doing heavy marketing on Kdramas with cutesy cutesy girl and many pretty pretty boys. And I'm immune to that. They can't even act. But I'm totally fine if the leading actress is not gedik, like Lee Yeon Hee of SM Entertainment (&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Paradise Ranch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;).&amp;nbsp;In fact, she has never been gedik in all her movies and dramas. That's why I really really adore her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7962992018571306858?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7962992018571306858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7962992018571306858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7962992018571306858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7962992018571306858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/royal-family.html' title='...royal family...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiACaGNS_VA/TZU40-i28QI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_DigVZLaGbQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-555119875423629057</id><published>2011-03-26T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T01:34:13.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...bluff...</title><content type='html'>Nothing is worse than getting caught red handed for bluffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bichinnnnn...!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it save someone's butt. But in the end, my butt got kicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring myself to look at her in the eyes. I'm ashamed. But this guilt is driving me crazy! Ah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, shoot me. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-555119875423629057?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/555119875423629057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=555119875423629057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/555119875423629057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/555119875423629057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/bluff.html' title='...bluff...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6768146494357952914</id><published>2011-03-23T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:16:48.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...kemarahan ini...</title><content type='html'>Things I do when I'm angry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-S5xIlXs5cKQ/TYoAUrJfv3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/y81wi4-xcCk/s1600/tu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. eat lots of sweets &lt;br /&gt;2. curse &amp;amp; scream&lt;br /&gt;3. update my playlist (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;4. tear papers (I keep old newspapers for this purpose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a bitch drove me to the edge. Malas nak story what happened exactly. As soon as I got back to my hostel, I bought some Cadbury Hazelnuts and a bottle of Home Soy with Brown Sugar. I'm a big fan of anything with brown sugar!! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took a shower immediately. I wanted to cool off my hot head. And I screamed to my heart's content. I swear I heard someone said "ishh... gile ape".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After showering, I downloaded some new songs. Not many good music were released recently. I was hoping I'd find something by Lady Owl or LeeOn. Lady Owl did released a new single a few days ago but mehh.... not as good as her &lt;span class="trackname"&gt;다시 돌아갈 수 있어. But there's a cool new girl group who goes by the name Leader's. So far their songs are okay lah. Almost like Coin Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="trackname"&gt;I didn't do number 4. Since I ran out of newspapers. I know it sounds weird, but tearing papers can really pacify me. I like the sound of them being torn. I don't know where I got this habit but I'd been doing it since I was in KML. oh-ho =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="trackname"&gt;AND! I learned something important today. Never drive when you're angry like crazy...!! Driving is not a child's play. So heed my warning. Value your life. Huh... Sebenanye pesanan kepade diri sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="trackname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="trackname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6768146494357952914?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6768146494357952914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6768146494357952914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6768146494357952914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6768146494357952914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/kemarahan-ini.html' title='...kemarahan ini...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6560012017232489724</id><published>2011-03-21T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T02:06:49.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...jungle fish...</title><content type='html'>Finished watching Jungle Fish 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was shocked to see Lee Joon's ability to act. He is good. Better than Changmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching it because of him anyway. I'm glad I did. But I kind of wish he and Jiyeon had ended up together. Then that would be something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit depressing to watch though... mainly because the drama reminded me too much of my old school. Our school was not as bad... but it was still bad lah. And the teachers were... mh. Anyway, I miss my school days like hell. I want to go back in time and do everything all over again. I want to attend the assembly every Wednesday. I want to wear that unflattering school uniform. I want to be punished for not doing my homework. I want to eat the horrible food they sell at the canteen. I want to run around the school like crazy. And I want to graduate without any regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were some of my thoughts while watching Jungle Fish 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poignant. Simply poignant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6560012017232489724?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6560012017232489724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6560012017232489724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6560012017232489724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6560012017232489724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/jungle-fish.html' title='...jungle fish...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1209464968736223382</id><published>2011-03-16T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:20:23.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...nothing's over...</title><content type='html'>I LOVE INFINITE'S NEW MV...!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the boys very much =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/zpT4EkgSIQg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zpT4EkgSIQg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zpT4EkgSIQg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1209464968736223382?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1209464968736223382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1209464968736223382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1209464968736223382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1209464968736223382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/nothings-over.html' title='...nothing&apos;s over...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-5269083027049714564</id><published>2011-03-13T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T04:26:19.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Allah hu akbar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zR3AhzvD98I/TXymBsoDNKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/voWkSLf_Hn8/s1600/1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zR3AhzvD98I/TXymBsoDNKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/voWkSLf_Hn8/s400/1.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but shed a tear when I saw the photos from the earthquake/tsunami's aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've watched The Grave of Fireflies you'd probably understand how cruel life can be at times of disaster. At the same time, I'm utterly disgusted by the hypocrisy of some people who shows sympathy to the victims. Oh, so when it's Japan, you send aid immediately?? What about those innocent people in Palestine?? They'd been suffering more than anyone on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering, yes. I'm talking about U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Japan, I pray for your well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my foster family in Iwate, I wish you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fellow Muslims, let's ask Allah for forgiveness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-5269083027049714564?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/5269083027049714564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=5269083027049714564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5269083027049714564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5269083027049714564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/allah-hu-akbar.html' title='...Allah hu akbar...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-zR3AhzvD98I/TXymBsoDNKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/voWkSLf_Hn8/s72-c/1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7370192358660339773</id><published>2011-03-12T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T00:34:12.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...KHJs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-t0h7sCeeOGc/TXsvKE_mF-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/cTWcBPxGqgg/s1600/20110309_hyung_jun_ohah1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-t0h7sCeeOGc/TXsvKE_mF-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/cTWcBPxGqgg/s400/20110309_hyung_jun_ohah1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim Hyung Joon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-t0h7sCeeOGc/TXsvKE_mF-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/cTWcBPxGqgg/s1600/20110309_hyung_jun_ohah1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3ILvybI1lew/TXsvKlKtl0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/U9T3ANofLLA/s1600/kim-hyun-joong2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3ILvybI1lew/TXsvKlKtl0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/U9T3ANofLLA/s320/kim-hyun-joong2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim Hyun Jung&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always liked Kim Hyung Joon more than Kim Hyun Jung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like his "Girl" song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new solo album is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've seen that dance (oH!aH!) before in Son Dambi's Can't U See. Hmm... minor coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7370192358660339773?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7370192358660339773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7370192358660339773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7370192358660339773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7370192358660339773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/khjs.html' title='...KHJs...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-t0h7sCeeOGc/TXsvKE_mF-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/cTWcBPxGqgg/s72-c/20110309_hyung_jun_ohah1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4670810607045448482</id><published>2011-03-10T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T05:18:01.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...hantu betol la makcik ni...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Lg7anzroZlc/TXjLKZVZgQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-OLxqDVHqZ0/s1600/rmh+rehat+sri+phg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Lg7anzroZlc/TXjLKZVZgQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-OLxqDVHqZ0/s320/rmh+rehat+sri+phg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rumah Rehat Sri Pahang, Cameron Highlands&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when I read the online reviews written about Rumah Rehat Sri Pahang, Cameron Highlands. Most of them were positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk much about cleanliness lah. The place was quite clean... though a bit derelict. Availability of hot water?? Bullshit. Can't figure out why the reviews were quite positive. I remember saying "I'm gonna recommend this place to my parents" when we first arrived there. But after two nights, I was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LIKE HELL I'LL RECOMMEND THIS PLACE TO ANYONE..!!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, what ticks me off is the owner. She was unbelievably hostile. I don't know what's her fucking problem. She criticized everything we do directly to our face! She was treating us like school kids (no. Seriously. She talks as if we were 6 year-olds!!). I remember being scolded for taking more than I should during breakfast. How should I know?? I thought we paid more than enough already and isn't this like a buffet kind of thing?? You're supposed to operate like a hotel so operate like one &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain in the ass&lt;i&gt; betol la&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we take more than we should, she bashes us. When there are leftovers, she bashes us too. &lt;i&gt;Manyak sial wo punya orang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon, we decided to eat out for lunch. I don't know &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt; if she's a psycho or what.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;She sent a text message to our Accommodation Unit leader&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;saying she did her best cooking for us. The way she said that, as if we were a bunch of ungrateful brats. Doesn't she realize we went to Cameron Highlands with packed schedule to do our research and not for leisure??&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Of course lah we have to rush and eat out.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;She put it as if we were in the wrong for not eating lunch at her place. It's not like we didn't tell her earlier. *ahh* I feel like murdering her.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Hospitality student, I could not forgive her for treating us that way. We were her customers. We paid her. If she can't cope with this lodging business, then don't do it in the first place &lt;i&gt;lah. Hantu betol la makcik ni.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4670810607045448482?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4670810607045448482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4670810607045448482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4670810607045448482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4670810607045448482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/hantu-betol-la-makcik-ni.html' title='...hantu betol la makcik ni...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Lg7anzroZlc/TXjLKZVZgQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-OLxqDVHqZ0/s72-c/rmh+rehat+sri+phg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-246396197804808618</id><published>2011-03-10T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T02:15:49.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...no regrets...</title><content type='html'>I have this friend, who is ten years older than me. One thing I like about her is her unfailing forbearance in trying to answer my legion of life-related questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being born ten years earlier than I was, she is a befitting life-mentor. Some of her answers are wise and insightful. Some, I haven't been able to understand. And some, I found to be quite radical and puzzling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I asked her if she regrets ever getting married. She looked at me long and hard before blurting out: "I'm not the only one. Everyone regrets they ever got married".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I wasn't a bit surprised. I have the same thoughts too. I know a handful of people who flirt around despite being married. Men and women alike. Their marriage must be an unhappy one. Everyone regrets they ever got married. But not everyone choose to divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that her answer kind of convinces me to never get married. And she said "of course people have regrets. But don't pay too much attention to it. Because at one point, it was exactly what you wanted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still could not clearly understand what she was trying to say. Is she implying that she regrets it but doesn't care about it? Afraid of being thought of as obtuse, I kept my mouth shut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-246396197804808618?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/246396197804808618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=246396197804808618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/246396197804808618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/246396197804808618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-regrets.html' title='...no regrets...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8677338918028319518</id><published>2011-03-08T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T03:45:04.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...sumber inspirasi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a bit inspired nowadays. Though the feeling is less intense than the previous "Gan situation", it still helps nevertheless. Especially in motivating me to further my studies. He's fine-looking, intelligent and has a job. What more can you ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want to have a Masters degree too, so I can stand tall next to him. ᄏᄏᄏᄏ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8677338918028319518?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8677338918028319518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8677338918028319518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8677338918028319518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8677338918028319518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/sumber-inspirasi.html' title='...sumber inspirasi...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1016461492210802225</id><published>2011-03-01T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:01:34.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...one kill of Soul Harmony 소울하모니...</title><content type='html'>Sure, I'm a fan of J-Rock. But I'm totally ignorant about K-Rock singers. Even the term K-Rock is rarely used. It's perfectly understandable lah coz Korean music industry focuses much on pop and r&amp;amp;b music... also here &amp;amp; there we can hear indie music from bands like Jang Kiha &amp;amp; Faces or Epik High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zvUGTxwO51A/TWzeRpCdY6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/IfidT7jsrLg/s1600/94884354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zvUGTxwO51A/TWzeRpCdY6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/IfidT7jsrLg/s1600/94884354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ga Yeon &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; One Kill of Soul Harmony&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just telling you... the new music I'm putting here in my blog right now is "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?v9pmnxf9tdh5cz9"&gt;If in Love&lt;/a&gt;" by Soul Harmony (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"&gt;소울하모니&lt;/span&gt;). Click to download. They debuted October last year and when I first heard them I thought "OMG. This guy sounds like Takuya of UVERworld but so much better.". The male vocalist, One Kill, is said to have a vocal range of 4 octaves. Which is kind of Godly... yeah. I don't even know any other male singers who can hit high pitches like One Kill does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've noticed... yep... I have a thing for male singers who can hit those high pitched notes effortlessly. Who gives a damn about how they might look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for them to make a comeback =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1016461492210802225?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1016461492210802225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1016461492210802225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1016461492210802225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1016461492210802225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-kill.html' title='...one kill of Soul Harmony 소울하모니...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zvUGTxwO51A/TWzeRpCdY6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/IfidT7jsrLg/s72-c/94884354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6870942959201756600</id><published>2011-02-27T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T04:20:41.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...supplement...</title><content type='html'>I've just started taking Strath and Chlorella as my dietary supplement. I rarely take supplement except for Vitamin C but lately I've found the reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but my heart feels heavy all the time and my body feels tired. Sometimes I -&amp;gt;think&amp;lt;- I'm hallucinating. I see people. People who are not supposed to be there. My eyes wander around the room like I'm looking for something. I do it unconsciously. And when I finally realized what I'm doing, I'll get angry with myself. Cuz it give me the creeps. I mean, why the hell am I looking at the ceiling??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought the 3 days holiday back home could cure my sickness. But nothing seems to change. I'm still tired. I keep thinking like something terribly bad is going to happen any moment. something HUGE. Like I'm going to loose something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this is just temporary lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6870942959201756600?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6870942959201756600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6870942959201756600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6870942959201756600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6870942959201756600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/supplement.html' title='...supplement...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3892071542165518092</id><published>2011-02-20T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:49:33.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...disgrace...</title><content type='html'>I rarely write about politics. But I just feel the need to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelantan's MB, Nik Aziz is a big M.F###er. Saddens me how the people of Kelantan chose him as their MB. I don't think they have brains. Most of them lah... not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelantan's divorce rate is higher than any state and ranked second to Selangor for the highest number of rape cases. Is that your ideal Muslim State? Go eat shit lah. The only reason why it lost to Selangor for the "honor" is because Selangor is densely populated. In other words, social problems in Kelantan is unbelievably rotten. The whole state needs to be bleached with Clorox. What a disgrace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3892071542165518092?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3892071542165518092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3892071542165518092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3892071542165518092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3892071542165518092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/disgrace.html' title='...disgrace...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6315835848505554306</id><published>2011-02-14T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T05:08:12.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...like a pro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kU5_eb2e9Do/TVkoacQ_T-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/AKPLVCaEXOk/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kU5_eb2e9Do/TVkoacQ_T-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/AKPLVCaEXOk/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Though UEE is my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Afterschool girl, I just can’t flout that star aura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;emanating from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;fellow group member Park Kahi. Her Deurawa Nappeun Nom is awesome. I rarely use the word awesome to describe anything but when I do, I really, really mean it. I love how it is a ballad integrated with that catchy dance beat. I’m replaying it more than I do 4minute’s Why. That’s how cool Park Kahi is. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Anyway, Ewan pointed out one of my bad habit yesterday. I didn’t get him when he said “you intend to be found out, don’t you?”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Apparently, he said I suck big time at lying. I don’t know if it’s a compliment or something else but I said my thank yous nevertheless. According to him, my body language is a dead giveaway. I tend to raise my left hand to touch my brow and avert my eyes when I’m saying something slightly… untrue. When I think about it… that is quite the case. I remember spinning a pen in my right hand and raising my left hand to touch my left brow during the AISEC interview. The board members were asking me if I am a team player. Of course I am not. But I said yes and came up with stories… *cough*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And when I did the job interview with an academy in Damansara, they asked too many “difficult” questions that can get me eliminated from being a potential future employee. So I told them I had my own transportation, I’m staying in Balakong and I rarely go back to Sarawak during holidays... all the while my left hand is busy rubbing my brow and my eyes averted somewhere else … especially the area above the other person’s head. It must have been obvious as hell… because they never called me since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But those things I said weren’t entirely untrue..!! I mean… I will have my own car (amin) in a matter of days… and I will stay in Balakong with my cousin if I got the position!! And as for the holiday thing… *cough* I have nothing to say in defense… cis…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I really didn’t realize it then, but when I think about it again, I guess I’m just not cut out to be a liar (cheh… haha). Still, it startles me how some people can say something appalling to me like “how in the world did you get by with all those giveaways Mas? You gotta be smarter. Use your head. Lie like a pro, girl”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Oh.Em.Gee. I just can’t understand retards like Ewan.&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/9031760244337625409-6315835848505554306?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6315835848505554306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6315835848505554306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6315835848505554306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6315835848505554306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-pro.html' title='...like a pro...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kU5_eb2e9Do/TVkoacQ_T-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/AKPLVCaEXOk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3316050690223962926</id><published>2011-02-08T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:43:25.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...diver...</title><content type='html'>I've just realized something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never put up a rock song in this blog. So I'm putting this song "&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?oxuld4wcgul462a"&gt;Diver&lt;/a&gt;" by NICO Touches The Wall (click to download). Coincidentally, it is currently being used by the anime Naruto Shippuuden as its 8th opening theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Mister Producer knows good music when he hears one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose 'Diver' because it reminds me of my "wild" &amp;gt;0&amp;lt; days back then. I was so very into rock music. But I've toned down a bit lah nowadays. Biasalah... you'll be like this when you get older. XD Diver reminds me of my rock crazy days with Victor and Francis. Now we don't talk much. If you're wondering... nothing went wrong. Just that one day we decided to go our own separate ways and stopped hanging out together. Yah. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy this short version of 'Diver'..!! May you have a nice day ya..! ^0^/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TVINYTXJmHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Ne6vzc_KSZ8/s1600/Sasuke-vs-Naruto-sasuke-vs-naruto-8892312-540-324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TVINYTXJmHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Ne6vzc_KSZ8/s320/Sasuke-vs-Naruto-sasuke-vs-naruto-8892312-540-324.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The world's most complicated guy-to-guy relationship. I love Sasuke =p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3316050690223962926?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3316050690223962926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3316050690223962926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3316050690223962926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3316050690223962926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/diver.html' title='...diver...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TVINYTXJmHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Ne6vzc_KSZ8/s72-c/Sasuke-vs-Naruto-sasuke-vs-naruto-8892312-540-324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6115205663262669556</id><published>2011-02-05T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T22:15:31.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uverworld rock'/><title type='text'>...if you rock...</title><content type='html'>You know... the best rock music comes from Japan. Hoho. In my opinion lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I like Linkin Park, Lostprophets and Alice in Chains but I just can't get enough of UVERworld. I'm not a fanatic though. But every time Takuya sings, I'll drop everything and listen to him. There's something in his voice that makes you want to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know UVERworld from my sister who forced me to listen to their Just Melody. Can't help but think that Takuya is one talented MF. Most of UVERworld's songs were written and composed by Takuya himself. If G-Dragon of BigBang is considered a genius in the Korean music industry, well, wait till you see UVERworld's Takuya. But of course... this applies to fans of rock music only =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TU412WdRIwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LSHxGQXeVRY/s1600/takuya2_800x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TU412WdRIwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LSHxGQXeVRY/s200/takuya2_800x600.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talented punk.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;If you've watched the Japanese movie All About Lily Chou Chou then you'll understand what kind of relationship I have with UVERworld. Cheh. &amp;gt;0&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; Takuya definitely has the ether!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What frustrates me though is that, there are not enough sites in English for their international fans. Mm... but there are a few in French lah because UVERworld is quite famous there... my French sucks. Gahh! This is just one of the times where I wish I was born a Japanese. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize (til a few days ago) they released a new single from what I think is a new album when I saw it on Youtube. I said "I think" because I saw the (maybe) album cover in the video. I tried looking for information online but nyaah~ Can't find much info on the (maybe) new album on Youtube either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TU41AFFFlVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_mzy54j2h3Y/s1600/uverworld_grubu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TU41AFFFlVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/_mzy54j2h3Y/s400/uverworld_grubu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you're curious about them, check out their song "Sora" (Sky) here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxNCZCnCkYA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6115205663262669556?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6115205663262669556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6115205663262669556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6115205663262669556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6115205663262669556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-you-rock.html' title='...if you rock...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TU412WdRIwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LSHxGQXeVRY/s72-c/takuya2_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3025437694868932830</id><published>2011-02-04T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T09:55:31.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...secret garden craze...</title><content type='html'>I couldn't hold back when Oska mentioned Homme's "I Was Able To Eat Well".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaerin: you ignore all my calls and you're able to eat??&lt;br /&gt;Oska: Don't you watch Inkigayo? Sung by Homme "I WAS ABLE TO EAT WELL"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the way he shouts "babman jal meokdeora"..!! Haha. I like the song. Even put it in this blog when it first came out last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder... even the Korean celebrities were crazy over Secret Garden. It was hella funny. Though Oska is not the hero, I think he is very much adorable..! &amp;gt;0&amp;lt; In fact...I get excited whenever there's a scene with him and Gil Ra Im. He's just so annoyingly funny..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below is a scene from episode 4 I think. It's definitely one of my fav scene from the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oska: I just came from the police station.&lt;br /&gt;Ra Im: Police station?&lt;br /&gt;Oska: I stole something&lt;br /&gt;Ra Im: What?&lt;br /&gt;Oska:&amp;nbsp; A woman's..... heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUwn_4KgzWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xVyJ8m9z1xQ/s1600/sg04-00240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUwn_4KgzWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xVyJ8m9z1xQ/s400/sg04-00240.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out those puppy round eyes. "Han yeojaui....... ma-eum?"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3025437694868932830?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3025437694868932830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3025437694868932830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3025437694868932830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3025437694868932830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/secret-garden-craze.html' title='...secret garden craze...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUwn_4KgzWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xVyJ8m9z1xQ/s72-c/sg04-00240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8115108020025166968</id><published>2011-02-03T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T04:36:23.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my kind of...</title><content type='html'>Happy Lunar New Year people..!!! &amp;gt;0&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh... it's only 1 month into the year 2011 but there had been lots of good singles released by various Kpop singers. Hope this magnificent feat will continue throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know though... that my lack of enthusiasm over Infinite's Evolution caused a few friends to wonder in confusion. Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqD-jPqJJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uY40xwCe1mw/s1600/Infinite-Evolution-Voice-Of-My-Heart-Mp3-Digital-Single-Album-Cover-300x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqD-jPqJJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uY40xwCe1mw/s1600/Infinite-Evolution-Voice-Of-My-Heart-Mp3-Digital-Single-Album-Cover-300x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evolution&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows Infinite is my favorite Kpop boy band. But I was a tad upset with their Evolution. I was like "No way" and scratching my head and pressing my palms against my face the first time I reviewed the album. Truthfully, Evolution is not that... bad. But if you're an avid fan of Infinite, you'll realized there are some changes in their music. Their first mini-album, The 1st Invasion was totally, totally my kind of music. You know... the kind where Japanese back street dancers and b-boys want to dance to&amp;nbsp; (e.g the songs She's Back and Come Back). And the only song in Evolution that I find fitting this description is Hysterie... which too does not really live up to my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Dawn? Hmm. I admit the song was addictive. Though it made me cringe in horror when I first hear it. They say "down" instead of "dawn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqHPFm9uzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_dx9NdQutOY/s1600/q_shock.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqHPFm9uzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_dx9NdQutOY/s1600/q_shock.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be Miss Perfect. But since they are my favorite, I want them to be flawless. I get upset too when netizens criticize my favorite singers about their pronunciation. Like when they attack Son Dambi and Hyori for plagiarism! It was heartbreaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, Evolution wasn't bad. It's just that I'm disappointed they've changed their music. I'm their biggest fan so of course this affects me in various ways. Currently, I'm just hoping that my favorite Indie band, Jang Ki Ha &amp;amp; Faces wont decide to change direction too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqDp9d4aBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sJ861QBM4K8/s1600/jkh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqDp9d4aBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sJ861QBM4K8/s320/jkh.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jang Kiha &amp;amp; Faces&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8115108020025166968?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8115108020025166968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8115108020025166968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8115108020025166968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8115108020025166968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-kind-of.html' title='...my kind of...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TUqD-jPqJJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uY40xwCe1mw/s72-c/Infinite-Evolution-Voice-Of-My-Heart-Mp3-Digital-Single-Album-Cover-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6177353812022773775</id><published>2011-01-28T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:52:35.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...oneway...</title><content type='html'>The song Rainy Days by rookie Oneway feat. Junsu 2PM is surprisingly good..!!! Rookie power..! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6177353812022773775?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6177353812022773775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6177353812022773775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6177353812022773775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6177353812022773775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/oneway.html' title='...oneway...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-879937023856930979</id><published>2011-01-25T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:47:29.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...national courtesy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Well I kind of feel like I didn’t do it any justice. Yesterday WAS wonderful. It’s just that… there were a few things which really pissed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Firstly, while printing my certificates and result transcripts, the printer went out of ink. So I was left with only a few certificates to bring to the interview session. Don’t ask why I didn’t print them much earlier. The last 24 hour had been torture since they called me for the interview. If I have to point fingers, it was totally their fault. I refuse to elaborate more. I even skipped two classes just to make time for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Secondly, the fact that I paid RM 60+ just to get to that academy really, really irritates me. If only I had a fu##ing car. Life would be so much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Despite all that unlucky stuff, the people I met along the way were all very helpful. Malaysians and foreigners alike. I felt taken care of. I asked for directions from an African American guy and he generously showed me the way. I was confused about where to wait for the bus and a Malay woman helped me to take the right one. A security guard kindly showed me where to hail a taxi. The taxi drivers around the area were equally helpful, honest and treated me with respect. And two Korean men showed some courtesy by letting me board the bus first. Which kind of makes me wonder if all Koreans are like that. I mean I‘ve heard that Korean men are generally polite with ladies but I don’t know if the claim is true. Nevertheless, I received much hospitality from a lot of people yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I’m still tired. My eyes felt unusually dry from lack of vitamin A. I’m sleepy but I have trouble getting a shuteye. I feel miserable. Not because of the interview, but because I know something is terribly wrong with my body and that I can’t do anything to stop it. &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/9031760244337625409-879937023856930979?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/879937023856930979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=879937023856930979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/879937023856930979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/879937023856930979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/national-courtesy.html' title='...national courtesy...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1409142042611302529</id><published>2011-01-25T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:23:17.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...unexpected...</title><content type='html'>so much has happened in the course of just two days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interview went fairly well. i'm just so upset because i'm effing exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benci.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1409142042611302529?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1409142042611302529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1409142042611302529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1409142042611302529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1409142042611302529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/unexpected.html' title='...unexpected...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-956337178479105859</id><published>2011-01-19T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T07:20:49.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...out of the vein...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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I just witnessed something that I shouldn’t have. Erene and I were walking back home from our ESP class when I saw… a male lecturer with his ex-student at the FBMK parking lot… doing something that they should not do in a parking lot. *cough* I’ve heard some demeaning stories about him from people before, but I took it as an exaggeration on their account. Since I’ve never been taught by him and didn’t have anything against him, I decided to let it slip. I feel so violated. Even now I’m tempted to report it to Mdm Sab. Screw this temptation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Agency FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Moving on to the second thing! I’ve just discovered a new weakness. I cannot seem to look past a good and simple recipe book. I was reading my Tourism Planning when I saw two newly-bought cookbooks on Mira’s bed. My mind quickly processed whether I should take a look or not and spend the next 30 minutes admiring the pictures and swallowing my spit. Every time when I’m looking at a recipe, I will visualize myself cooking in the kitchen or calculating the cost of the dish or estimating how much salt and pepper that I should put. It’s tiring, really… because it reminds me of my empty stomach. Yeah, I skip dinner every night so that I could look like Lee Hyori (feel free to puke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Agency FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Next is… I’ve deleted my Facebook account. Deactivate to be exact. It’s too much of a distraction. I even stopped visiting the AKP site. I’ve been such a lazy student lately and yeay, I’ve repented. I will be reducing my blogging time too. So yeah. That was an announcement. Hoho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Agency FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TTcBJOQomKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/49ifnZAPTvY/s1600/snin177l.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TTcBJOQomKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/49ifnZAPTvY/s320/snin177l.jpg.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Agency FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Agency FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Agency FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-956337178479105859?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/956337178479105859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=956337178479105859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/956337178479105859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/956337178479105859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/out-of-vein.html' title='...out of the vein...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TTcBJOQomKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/49ifnZAPTvY/s72-c/snin177l.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3533895816227111749</id><published>2011-01-17T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T05:51:18.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...super what?...</title><content type='html'>There's this weird MV for this particular song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song in question was released on the 13th. But I haven't seen the MV. Not until a while ago. And I couldn't help but frown when I saw the #### ### boys. They were like a bunch of&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt; dancing gays&lt;/b&gt;. My heart bleeds for them... there was something cheap about the MV... cheap choreography, cheap lyric. But cheap or not, the song got stuck in my head. Damn those boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering which boy band... here's a clue. My fav. band member: Niel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! That was so gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3533895816227111749?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3533895816227111749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3533895816227111749' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3533895816227111749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3533895816227111749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/super-what.html' title='...super what?...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7127415189435609873</id><published>2011-01-16T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:02:36.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...leeteuk &amp; shindong...</title><content type='html'>They released a trot track today..!! CUTENESS! Leeteukie forever...! &amp;gt;o&amp;lt; kyaaa..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/22gFjzVfSY0/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/22gFjzVfSY0?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/22gFjzVfSY0?f=videos&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added a new track in my playlist. Dashi Geoul. From StoryG. New singer I think. Enchanting ballad track. Like it =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7127415189435609873?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7127415189435609873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7127415189435609873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7127415189435609873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7127415189435609873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/leeteuk-shindong.html' title='...leeteuk &amp; shindong...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7354790206434048352</id><published>2011-01-15T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T20:10:07.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...status...</title><content type='html'>someone posted a great status just now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;★....1  day, love and friendship met. Love asked, Why do u exist when I already  exist? Friendship smiled &amp;amp; said, To put a smile where u leave  tears.....★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;I like..!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7354790206434048352?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7354790206434048352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7354790206434048352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7354790206434048352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7354790206434048352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/status.html' title='...status...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3481529519176457810</id><published>2011-01-11T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T05:03:05.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...식혜 제조법 (sikhye's recipe)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSxS5oUhzRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8naUC1vbVp0/s1600/%25EC%258B%259D%25ED%2598%259C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSxS5oUhzRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8naUC1vbVp0/s400/%25EC%258B%259D%25ED%2598%259C.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;ENJOY..!&amp;nbsp; \ &amp;gt;O&amp;lt; /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Yield: 6 servings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.375in; margin-top: 0in; unicode-bidi: embed;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;1 cup barley malt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;2 cups rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;1 cup of sugar (or      to taste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;6 cups water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;2 T pine nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="direction: ltr; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.375in; margin-top: 0in; unicode-bidi: embed;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" value="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Soak the barley malt in water for 2-3 hours.&amp;nbsp; All      the malt should sink to the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" value="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Meanwhile, cook the      rice in a rice cooker or in a pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" value="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Pour off the water      only from the malt mixture, taking care not to stir up the malt.&amp;nbsp;      Discard the malt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" value="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Pour malt water      over cooked rice and keep over low heat for 4 to 5 hours.&amp;nbsp; Another      option is to keep the rice and malt water warm in your rice cooker for 4      to 5 hours.&amp;nbsp; A few rice grains should float to the surface at the      end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" value="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Add sugar and boil      mixture for 15 to 20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;" value="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Serve cold with a      few pine nuts as garnish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.375in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in 0in 0in 0.375in;"&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/9031760244337625409-3481529519176457810?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3481529519176457810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3481529519176457810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3481529519176457810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3481529519176457810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/sikhyes-recipe.html' title='...식혜 제조법 (sikhye&apos;s recipe)...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSxS5oUhzRI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8naUC1vbVp0/s72-c/%25EC%258B%259D%25ED%2598%259C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7296370466842547912</id><published>2011-01-10T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T03:18:13.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...sikhye...</title><content type='html'>currently crazy about this drink....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSrql_LKjtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/N0ebXuCuW6U/s1600/shiche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSrql_LKjtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/N0ebXuCuW6U/s320/shiche.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;식혜. sedappppppppp....!!!!!! \ &amp;gt;o&amp;lt; /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7296370466842547912?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7296370466842547912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7296370466842547912' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7296370466842547912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7296370466842547912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/sikhye.html' title='...sikhye...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSrql_LKjtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/N0ebXuCuW6U/s72-c/shiche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8885700301158533216</id><published>2011-01-07T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:52:02.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Xiah...</title><content type='html'>I tried to ignore these feelings before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Junsu's tweet concludes everything. That's it. I can't look at JYJ with respect anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hail SME. And neither do I criticize others (publicly) for hailing SME. That was immature of him... good looks, mediocre voice and pea brain. That is Xiah Junsu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8885700301158533216?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8885700301158533216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8885700301158533216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8885700301158533216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8885700301158533216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/xiah.html' title='...Xiah...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4321321203086705609</id><published>2011-01-03T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T06:22:56.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...MBLAQ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSHG9sgnFBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GA02A0iOlwM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSHG9sgnFBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GA02A0iOlwM/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freakin like MBLAQ's Cry music video. Hehehe... Don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a lil' bit worried about the boys of Infinite. I saw them doing the Robin Hood Arrow dance in their 2nd&amp;nbsp; Evolution mini album teaser. Don't want some stupid netizens accusing the boys of copying the mixed-gender group, F1RST... (who were the first to do the Robin Hood Arrow dance... according to some fanatics). Then again... the boys of Infinite may have just been practicing the dance for fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVXQ's Keep Your Head Down also got my attention. Never was a big fan of TVXQ... but it saddens me to see them seperated. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esok kelas saya sehari suntuk. Euw. Euw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4321321203086705609?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4321321203086705609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4321321203086705609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4321321203086705609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4321321203086705609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2011/01/mblaq.html' title='...MBLAQ...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TSHG9sgnFBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GA02A0iOlwM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6308326804277402489</id><published>2010-12-23T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T04:54:38.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...mashed potatoes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRRA6bzGzDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0HdJSlhEdXM/s1600/52228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRRA6bzGzDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0HdJSlhEdXM/s1600/52228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original idea was to make mashed potato as a side dish. But when I went shopping yesterday, Dedy pointed out a readily packed dory fish fillet among all other frozen food. I grimaced when I saw the price and told him I'd consider adding the fillet to the menu to become Fish &amp;amp; Chips (&lt;i&gt;konon&lt;/i&gt;) if I can find a suitable tartar sauce. I did find one. Lady's Choice Tartar Sauce. And so I went back to get the dory fish fillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had to do some data collection process (for my FYP) from 6am-10am this morning, I didn't get the ingredients ready not til 11am. Everything was rather messy and done at lightning speed. I was determined to finish up everything so that Dedy will get to eat my Fish &amp;amp; Chips (&lt;i&gt;konon&lt;/i&gt;) before going to the mosque for Friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came home at 11.15am. Since the food is not ready yet, he took matters into his own hands and took one potato from my share and mashed it himself. Of course... like always, I disagree with him about what to put and what not to put. But his version of mashed potato came out fairly good... it was quite salty since he put too much salt and too much butter. But he kept insisting that it tasted great. And I told him that his potato wasn't "fine enough".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I talked too much. Because when Momy came back from work, I got scolded too because mine too wasn't "fine enough". It seems that I didn't mashed them potatoes properly. I used spoon to do it instead of a masher so that figures. But it was okay really... coz it is only through trials and errors that I actually learn something. So here is the mashed potatoes recipe... if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mashed Potatoes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ingredients" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     6 medium potatoes, peeled and cubed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1/2 cup warm milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1/4 cup butter or margarine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     3/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     Dash of pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;             Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break"&gt;                     Place potatoes in a saucepan and cover with water.  Cover and bring to a boil; cook for 20-25 minutes or until very tender.  Drain well. Add milk, butter, salt and pepper; mash until light and  fluffy.                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And that's all there is to it. But bear in mind that only certain potatoes are suitable for making mashed potatoes. These are Russets and Yukon Gold. Most cookbooks call for Yukon Gold type. But I assure you there is nothing wrong with using our locally grown "&lt;i&gt;ubi kentang&lt;/i&gt;". &lt;i&gt;Ok apa&lt;/i&gt;.... Another thing is that, make sure you drain the potatoes real well coz only then the texture will be fluffy and... mushy. Yeap. Mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't find many mashed potatoes recipes with gravy included. I don't know why. Maybe they don't eat 'em with gravy in the west eh? So I don't have a recipe for the gravy... but if you must have it... try this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mashed Potatoes Gravy&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; (by my mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1.&amp;nbsp; Heat milk in a saucepan. Add beef stock bring to boil. Add some browning sauce for color. Add salt and pepper to taste. Lastly add cornflour to thicken the mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok don't ask for measurements. Just put everything to your liking, you can never go wrong. Trust me. No really... I don't know if it's a bad habit or what but I NEVER follow measurements when I cook. I use my instinct. All the time. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6308326804277402489?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6308326804277402489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6308326804277402489' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6308326804277402489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6308326804277402489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/mashed-potatoes.html' title='...mashed potatoes...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRRA6bzGzDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0HdJSlhEdXM/s72-c/52228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8268148123303059825</id><published>2010-12-21T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:44:00.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...shashin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFlbQYLSVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/walrVcSfxF0/s1600/f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFlbQYLSVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/walrVcSfxF0/s320/f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;besar tetak&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFleWyPxlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tSpapstgcRU/s1600/g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFleWyPxlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tSpapstgcRU/s320/g.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;besar family... tsk tsk tsk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkrNLl7II/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZUD7Vrs-930/s1600/e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkrNLl7II/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZUD7Vrs-930/s320/e.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;euw&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkicjs2nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/C6UVrtkp6l8/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkicjs2nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/C6UVrtkp6l8/s320/a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;illa!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkk14l-pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yEw8x2HuaJ8/s1600/b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkk14l-pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yEw8x2HuaJ8/s320/b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;euw 2. hehehe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFknpVER6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/uPvibLcauNA/s1600/c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFknpVER6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/uPvibLcauNA/s320/c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kerusi ya kacak&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkp5ZIUBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/E9QZtJRfw2M/s1600/d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFkp5ZIUBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/E9QZtJRfw2M/s320/d.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;pahal singit?? camera abg kep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mana saya dalam byk2 gambar ini???? Tsk tsk tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8268148123303059825?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8268148123303059825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8268148123303059825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8268148123303059825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8268148123303059825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/shashin.html' title='...shashin...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TRFlbQYLSVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/walrVcSfxF0/s72-c/f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4506844791829458744</id><published>2010-12-16T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:46:00.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...1, 2, 3, ingga!!!...</title><content type='html'>adalah sorg mpuan tok tek... sama kelas ngan aku time form 1. agik sekolah baru tek nak. ku kawanlah ngan semua org... temasoklah ngan mpuan tok tek yg menggelar diriknya Nono... walaupun nya jaik. Dem. Sa cak sa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bencik ngan nya bukan sebab muka nya jaik. mena. sik bulak. aku bencik ilak ngan nya coz nya mbulak aku mcm2. xcukup ngan ya, nya fitnah aku mcm2. mah wa ku mun ku nak ncerita sigek2 apa dipolahnya ko. kimen ilak mpuan yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku gelik ngan sigek gik perangey nya. nya suka nak nayang gambanya pelek2 lam fenste n fesbuk. yabi... sa seksi lah ko teyk?? coi mena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesti takurg eran nak pahal aku "bebual" indah aritok. sekda papa bah. aku just tekejut ajak tek nangga gamba mpoan ya nikah. laki nya good looking lah juak. eran ku phl nikah awal ilak. blaja kah sik ndak tauk lah. malas ku komen hal ya. mana ta nya lah siya. aku bukan kejut nya nikah... aku kejut ngan orang yg dinikah nya tek......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula2 san lah juak time ku nangga gamba nya duak. coz muka lakiya nang nampak kedak muka 'Q'. the boy who sat next to me in primary school. sik clear gilak bah. mun tak urg ingat, aku penah post pasal Q lam blog ku. yalah tek... ku piker Q nikah ngan c Nono tok tek. sapa xjeles... Q pilot nektok bodo. nang jackpotlah sapa kawen ngan nya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak dijadi cerita tek, laki ya bukanlah Q. mirip2 Q ajak. tapi pasya aku kejut agik skali. (loba lik bunyi). aku tenangga gambar "mak mentua" si Nono ya tek. Ngucap, ngucap.... mak mentua Nono ya tek sebenanya mak Q. Mestilah ku ingat gik muka org tua ya. Nya selalu anta bekal ngan Q asal mekorg ada kelas ptg. Aku yg dudok di sebelah nangga ajaklah kejelesan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulannya... Nono ya duhal kawen ngan abg Q. Yabi... sik jadi jak ku tok nginci Q. lak jadi 'keluarga' lak ngan Nono. euw. euw. pa ta aku yar. aku mpun gelik nengar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. udah gik. inggar lak tak urg ngan aku XD HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4506844791829458744?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4506844791829458744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4506844791829458744' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4506844791829458744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4506844791829458744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/1-2-3-ingga.html' title='...1, 2, 3, ingga!!!...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8869920142954387219</id><published>2010-12-15T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T19:13:13.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...jiwa saya kacau...</title><content type='html'>Exam result will be officially released tomorrow. Feeling kind of grateful when I saw the "unofficial" grades in ESMP. Although I couldn't repeat last term's straight As. T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really2 wish Khairil had given me an 'A'! *sigh* I worked extra hard for his class because I think he's cute. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have my God to thank for. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8869920142954387219?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8869920142954387219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8869920142954387219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8869920142954387219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8869920142954387219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/jiwa-saya-kacau.html' title='...jiwa saya kacau...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2465970117968364425</id><published>2010-12-12T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T02:53:30.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...sugmo...</title><content type='html'>My Korean isn't too good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really, really want to write something in my blog... without letting some people understand what I'm saying. So here goes nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;ileon mal-eulhaeseo mianhajiman, nan nae jib-e nachseon saram-iss-eul ttae jeongmal sirh-eo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.......... I really want to scream those words to her. ahhhhhhh.... what kind of bad luck is this? ahhhhhhhhh........... kkeojyeo! jebal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-2465970117968364425?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2465970117968364425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2465970117968364425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2465970117968364425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2465970117968364425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/sugmo.html' title='...sugmo...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8825307995882772283</id><published>2010-12-10T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T05:19:20.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...eugene...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;I like it when Jinny calls Ji Woo 나쁜 새끼...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Hoho. Currently downloading Baker King Kim Tak Gu. At first I wasn't interested. Lame poster. Didn't see Eugene at first. So when I finally realized that, I straight away download the KD. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="ko"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;I'm a big fan of Eugene...! Love her even during her S.E.S days..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8825307995882772283?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8825307995882772283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8825307995882772283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8825307995882772283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8825307995882772283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/eugene.html' title='...eugene...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1896736465407693015</id><published>2010-12-09T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:11:59.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...allergy...</title><content type='html'>He told me it was food allergy and gave me some cream to apply twice a day. Very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a food lover, it irritates me when I'm told to avoid this and that. I'm pretty sure I'm not allergic to seafood. I've eaten shrimps all my life so no way they can cause this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have a slight idea of 'who' the culprit is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What upsets me the most is that I can't cook. I can't even feed myself without using a spoon. And I had promised Zue that I'd cook for her some Korean dish. *sigh* And then there's the wedding... and the trip to Miri at the end of the month. *sigh, sigh, sigh* When can we have our dinner then?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this food allergy. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1896736465407693015?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1896736465407693015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1896736465407693015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1896736465407693015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1896736465407693015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/allergy.html' title='...allergy...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3639461105149860162</id><published>2010-12-01T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T21:01:44.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...do mang ja...</title><content type='html'>He wanted to scream "you motherfucker!". But instead he said "you mother-father!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In effect, I fell off the chair laughing. Hadn't laugh like this for quite sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3639461105149860162?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3639461105149860162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3639461105149860162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3639461105149860162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3639461105149860162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-mang-ja.html' title='...do mang ja...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4665858533893779695</id><published>2010-11-29T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:44:06.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...military service...</title><content type='html'>I knew this would happen sooner or later. But why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Kyung Ho oppa left yesterday for his two year military service. Guess I'll have to wait for his next KD appearance huh. T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TPSc8pSA1-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/6iBIqm9bs8w/s1600/20101130_jungkyungho_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TPSc8pSA1-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/6iBIqm9bs8w/s400/20101130_jungkyungho_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;oppa anjeon jebal.......&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4665858533893779695?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4665858533893779695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4665858533893779695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4665858533893779695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4665858533893779695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/military-service.html' title='...military service...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TPSc8pSA1-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/6iBIqm9bs8w/s72-c/20101130_jungkyungho_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7099068811675469253</id><published>2010-11-28T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:18:46.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...fugitive...</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since I got (really, really) bewitched by a Korean Drama. I watched tons of 'em. But love only a few. 9 Ends 2 Outs featuring Shin Ae was my latest love. Was. Until I watched Cinderella's Unnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella's Unnie was superb. Can't think of many words to describe the drama but I absolutely agree with praises and compliments that had been circulating among the netizens. I remembered doing a marathon from episode 5 to 20... and succumbing to fatigue after that. Wonder what made me go insane over the drama. Hadn't been that crazy since 9 Ends 2 Outs. Maybe coz of Moon Geun Young?Ah... Molla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other new KDramas? No...I don't think much about them. Sungkyunkwan Scandal was a so-so. I hate Playful Kiss. My Girlfriend is a Gumiho also didn't live up to my expectations despite (my darlink, love her!) Shin Min Ah and Lee Seung Gi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently downloading Fugitive Plan B. I don't really like Rain... and I fuc#ing hate Daniel Henny. The main reason for watching it is because of Lee Na Young. I think she was magnificent in Maundy Thursday alongside Dong Won oppa. And yes I know what you're thinking. I'm aware of the pattern too. I watch particular dramas or movies because of their female leads and not the opposite. I don't know why but I know that I'm not a lesbian. I'm straight and I like Jo Kwon of 2am very very much. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TPIP4RurUBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/W0ZSK55B9x8/s1600/fugitive-plan-b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TPIP4RurUBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/W0ZSK55B9x8/s320/fugitive-plan-b1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like Na Young's absent-minded personality ^.^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7099068811675469253?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7099068811675469253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7099068811675469253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7099068811675469253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7099068811675469253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-got.html' title='...fugitive...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TPIP4RurUBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/W0ZSK55B9x8/s72-c/fugitive-plan-b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-3417670176093482401</id><published>2010-11-25T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:00:41.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...spaghetti...</title><content type='html'>Had spaghetti for breakfast today. Dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Julia Roberts in Eat Pray Love. =p The only difference is that I don't have a broken heart. Haha. I love eating and living. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TO8iQ-Cv9UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qUTiY_jCt2g/s1600/spaghetti-al-arrabbiata-590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TO8iQ-Cv9UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qUTiY_jCt2g/s320/spaghetti-al-arrabbiata-590.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture courtesy of slashfood.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-3417670176093482401?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/3417670176093482401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=3417670176093482401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3417670176093482401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/3417670176093482401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/spaghetti.html' title='...spaghetti...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TO8iQ-Cv9UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qUTiY_jCt2g/s72-c/spaghetti-al-arrabbiata-590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2086630647629501887</id><published>2010-11-22T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:10:07.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...bulgogi recipe...</title><content type='html'>This dish is easy peasy. Not to mention. Super yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TOtKb1kd-QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LRCUb5eeFsY/s1600/bulgogi1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TOtKb1kd-QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LRCUb5eeFsY/s320/bulgogi1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-1.5 lbs. of thinly sliced rib-eye steak purchased from a Korean  market. Or you can slice your own rib-eye or sirloin steak across the  grain in paper thin slices.&amp;nbsp; Partially freezing the beef helps with  cutting clean slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup of soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Tbl white sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbl&amp;nbsp; sesame oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cloves of garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 of a medium yellow onion, halved and sliced into medium moon shaped slivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 green onions including the white parts, finely sliced into small pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbl toasted sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp of red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pinches of black pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*optional 1/4 tsp. of ginger, finely minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisk all the ingredients together in a medium bowl except beef and  onions. When most of the sugar has dissolved, add beef and onion slices  to the bowl and massage the marinade&amp;nbsp; with your hands into each  slice of beef.&amp;nbsp; Cover and refrigerate for 1 hour. To pan fry, place  a few slices of beef in single layers and completely flat on a hot  oiled frying pan and fry each side until cooked.&amp;nbsp; Some people  prefer to cook the bulgogi until some of the edges have turned dark  brown and crispy.&amp;nbsp; Serve with a bowl of hot rice. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;^ Pasted from savorysweetlife.com &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My version:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TOtLKRbnktI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_2x4EUCTInY/s1600/Izat+gogi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TOtLKRbnktI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_2x4EUCTInY/s320/Izat+gogi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok. I admit. Doesn't look as good as the original one. But I swear it was really really yummy. Instead of using celery, the dish should've been garnished with salad leaves. But we ran out of salad. We ran out of chilli powder, scallion and sesame seeds too. So instead of having a fiery hot meat (like the name suggest-.bulgogi-&amp;gt;fire meat) I had it sweetened with sugar and sweet soy sauce. Nevertheless, it turned out so well that I decided to share the recipe with you guys =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-2086630647629501887?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2086630647629501887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2086630647629501887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2086630647629501887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2086630647629501887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/bulgogi-recipe.html' title='...bulgogi recipe...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TOtKb1kd-QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LRCUb5eeFsY/s72-c/bulgogi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2519300745720469132</id><published>2010-11-16T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:42:07.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...athena: goddess of war...</title><content type='html'>*SCREAMMMMMMMMMM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for &lt;b&gt;Athena: Goddess of War&lt;/b&gt;. I'm a BIG fan of Soo Ae. 'Nuff said. Watched all her dramas and movies. Absolutely adore her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TONOqs2zBQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nF0JAUr-5PE/s1600/20101116_athena.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TONOqs2zBQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nF0JAUr-5PE/s400/20101116_athena.jpg" width="365" /&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/9031760244337625409-2519300745720469132?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2519300745720469132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2519300745720469132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2519300745720469132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2519300745720469132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/screammmmmmmmmm-cant-wait-for-athena.html' title='...athena: goddess of war...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TONOqs2zBQI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nF0JAUr-5PE/s72-c/20101116_athena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-5004263928135758251</id><published>2010-11-12T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:20:28.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...when you don't know me anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TN4RgvI6p7I/AAAAAAAAANc/fv1N15a3Od0/s1600/broken-ring.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TN4RgvI6p7I/AAAAAAAAANc/fv1N15a3Od0/s1600/broken-ring.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had this stupid dream last night... where I was fighting with umm... a guy whom I'm married to. Things were pretty tense. We were shouting profanities at each other. He was angry because I wanted a divorce. I was angry because he was angry at me for wanting a divorce. Ha ha. But the weird thing was, I felt terribly hurt by the possibility of our separation and yet I was the one who pushed our relationship into ruin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And Stephen Jenkins (of Third Eye Blind) was singing How's It Going To Be in the background. Doesn't make sense right? Exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In case you're wondering who this guy (whom I was married to (in the dream)) might be... well... I don't even know either. Couldn't see clearly. His face was a blur. Euw. What a stupid dream. But it got me singing How's It Going To Be for the whole day. Yep. Was singing it while answering my Hotel Operations Management paper. Melancholic lyric. I don't know how I found encouragement in the song. Can you imagine your partner saying "I don't care how's it gonna be when you don't know me anymore,"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course you can't. You're not married. Me neither. =p&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/9031760244337625409-5004263928135758251?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/5004263928135758251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=5004263928135758251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5004263928135758251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5004263928135758251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-you-dont-know-me-anymore.html' title='...when you don&apos;t know me anymore...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TN4RgvI6p7I/AAAAAAAAANc/fv1N15a3Od0/s72-c/broken-ring.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-5548861656275695284</id><published>2010-11-03T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:38:28.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...to anyone...</title><content type='html'>When I was 12, I used to listen to Saliva, Alice in Chains, Our Lady Peace and Adema. To me, they're not metals. Though some would classify Adema and Alice in Chains as metals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved to The Used, MCR and Lostprophets when I entered secondary school. But then so many people were listening to the same thing too so I stopped. It sucks to see how people get so excited about something they thought was new when really, you've known about it ages ago. Bunch of idiots thought MCR was a new band. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved to Japanese and Korean entertainment when I was in form 3. And it still doesn't change since then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-5548861656275695284?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/5548861656275695284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=5548861656275695284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5548861656275695284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5548861656275695284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-anyone.html' title='...to anyone...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2489527017645715227</id><published>2010-11-03T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T01:16:07.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...feel of autumn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TNEZ__p4eSI/AAAAAAAAANU/jBCbt74jn2Q/s1600/capt.photo_1287697790469-1-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TNEZ__p4eSI/AAAAAAAAANU/jBCbt74jn2Q/s320/capt.photo_1287697790469-1-0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like this picture!&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/9031760244337625409-2489527017645715227?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2489527017645715227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2489527017645715227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2489527017645715227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2489527017645715227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/11/feel-of-autumn.html' title='...feel of autumn...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TNEZ__p4eSI/AAAAAAAAANU/jBCbt74jn2Q/s72-c/capt.photo_1287697790469-1-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1659698917167790467</id><published>2010-10-27T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:08:59.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...COOLEST NEWS EVERRR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Okay people. Check this out. An Irish independent filmmaker has gone public with what he says is  footage of a time traveller caught walking through a scene on a recent  DVD release of Charlie Chaplin's &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;1928&lt;/b&gt; film, &lt;i&gt;The Circus&lt;/i&gt;. The scene can be found in the extras menu in Documents, under The Hollywood Premiere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMjzqbrRlGI/AAAAAAAAANI/ywwmJjlpzOU/s1600/cell+phone+in+Chaplin+film_604x341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMjzqbrRlGI/AAAAAAAAANI/ywwmJjlpzOU/s320/cell+phone+in+Chaplin+film_604x341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wooohooo...! Cool right? But yeah of course la some people are skeptic. For concrete reasons too. How can cell phones work without cell towers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But then another group of excited people say this time traveler might be using something beyond our technology. Like who says she comes from the year 2010? She might have come from farther future where they use cellphones which can operate without cell towers. Plus, it might not be called cellphones. Maybe a much more sophisticated gadget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For me... hoho... I'm not a believer. Not a skeptic either. But I think this is fun. Love this kind of thing once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Makes me forget about wars and racial injustice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMj2RAHvTeI/AAAAAAAAANM/5X5pcIkbZhc/s1600/po4n3wxpss.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMj2RAHvTeI/AAAAAAAAANM/5X5pcIkbZhc/s1600/po4n3wxpss.png" /&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/9031760244337625409-1659698917167790467?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1659698917167790467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1659698917167790467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1659698917167790467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1659698917167790467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/10/coolest-news-everrr.html' title='...COOLEST NEWS EVERRR...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMjzqbrRlGI/AAAAAAAAANI/ywwmJjlpzOU/s72-c/cell+phone+in+Chaplin+film_604x341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1187411733180347693</id><published>2010-10-27T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T05:15:46.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...russian...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMgVqunu6eI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZtgUVxSCtHw/s320/hsc3565l.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nyet means 'no' in Russian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMgVqunu6eI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZtgUVxSCtHw/s1600/hsc3565l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm taking 6 subjects only next semester. In other words, I can take one more subject if I want to. And yes I wanttttttt...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gonna take Russian language next sem. Yahoo! Gotta love the Russians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-1187411733180347693?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1187411733180347693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1187411733180347693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1187411733180347693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1187411733180347693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/10/russian.html' title='...russian...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMgVqunu6eI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZtgUVxSCtHw/s72-c/hsc3565l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7147698073867498862</id><published>2010-10-26T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:12:37.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...the fiend of the forge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMd75lK2ViI/AAAAAAAAANA/79xOxmzceds/s1600/fiend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMd75lK2ViI/AAAAAAAAANA/79xOxmzceds/s1600/fiend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release date: 23 November 2010 (US)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Seksa nak nunggu kelua di Malaysia tok. Wish I have money 2 buy books on Amazon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7147698073867498862?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7147698073867498862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7147698073867498862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7147698073867498862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7147698073867498862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/10/fiend-of-forge.html' title='...the fiend of the forge...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMd75lK2ViI/AAAAAAAAANA/79xOxmzceds/s72-c/fiend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4383635026786833569</id><published>2010-10-25T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:12:08.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...2 am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMWbjxQGjfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mg6RaFuKiB0/s1600/L100004170_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMWbjxQGjfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mg6RaFuKiB0/s1600/L100004170_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now everyone has gone insane over 2am's Saint o'clock...which will be released officially approximately one hour from now. OMG the Tweets are never ending. I'm going crazy too. Jo Kwonnnnn...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. When am I going to find time to study?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4383635026786833569?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4383635026786833569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4383635026786833569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4383635026786833569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4383635026786833569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-am.html' title='...2 am...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TMWbjxQGjfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mg6RaFuKiB0/s72-c/L100004170_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6588947636804269463</id><published>2010-10-20T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T05:51:25.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...repulsion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mdm X offered me a job today. As her assistant. Don't know if it was out of sympathy or what... after I told her I don't like Abigail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Was in Mdm X's office to take some things when Abigail entered and handed Mdm some urgent-looking documents. I frowned and rolled my eyes to high heaven. Must have been super obvious coz after that Mdm asked me "what's the matter". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hmh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dr. A asked me the same thing two days ago... why do I hate Abigail... I'm not surprised if every lecturer in the faculty knows that I am genetically repulsed by Abigail... cuz I am obvious and have no intention of hiding my feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But if you're still wondering why I hate her, here's the reason... if you must know: she's a year older than me AND is currently doing a Master's degree. In other words. She is ahead of me. Ahead of me in everything..!!! Even during our EM class last semester. GOD, I HATE HER...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But Dr. A said my reason wasn't concrete enough. She went on explaining that her daughter hated a girl named Sabella because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;everyone likes her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she's clever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she has money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she has a boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hmh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't give that many reason for disliking Abigail. She's certainly not beautiful and I don't care if she has money or a boyfriend (info from Joey). I just can't stand the fact that she is always ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-6588947636804269463?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6588947636804269463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6588947636804269463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6588947636804269463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6588947636804269463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/10/repulsion.html' title='...repulsion...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8629092972736751410</id><published>2010-10-11T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T04:53:16.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...losing grip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;The moment she announced that there was going to be 70 true &amp;amp; false questions, my jaw dropped. (Must have looked funny). I thought she was joking so I waited patiently for her "oopsie, that was a mistake" or even "haha. Just joking. Lame, huh?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Well, it didn't come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;She went on to tell us that we have to write two essays each for section B &amp;amp; C. I tried hard to resist from looking up and screaming "#ucckkkkkkkkkk" at the top of my lungs. Definitely not angry at her. Not angry at God either. But angry at myself. Lately I think I've been relaxing too much. I didn't do well in my assignments for most subjects. Been paying too much attention to Nintendo. I even downloaded Sega Dreamcast emulation yesterday. OMG. My parents are going to kill me. I mean really, really kill me. If they found out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;I want to blame my environment. With the temptations all around, how am I supposed to study???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;But that doesn't seem like a fair thing to do right? Only lazy people find excuses. *sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8629092972736751410?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8629092972736751410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8629092972736751410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8629092972736751410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8629092972736751410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/10/losing-grip.html' title='...losing grip...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8349840666676409866</id><published>2010-09-30T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T05:02:46.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...buu's fury...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Finished playing Buu's Fury on GBA emu. Absolutely loveeeeeee the game. Not because it was so good, but because of the feelings I get while playing the game. I remembered the rage over Dragon Ball comics when I was in primary school. The ones who were crazy were mostly boys &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;… I don't even know any girl in the school who was a fan of the series. Except for Aimi. I remembered our argument about the true gender of cyborg No. 17. Aimi said it was a female. I said it was a male. Of course it was a male… but I let her win anyway… (though a cyborg shouldn't, in the first place; have a gender. Ha-ha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;I was a worshiper. Though not that religious &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;. We used to buy the tankonbon at the Sunday market (and I used to look forward to Sundays because of this reason). Our tankonbon collection of the series was not that complete. I would sometimes pester the two boys sitting behind me to bring their copies and I would read them between classes and the three of us would have this some kind of discussion about the important "issues" in the comic. Those days were fun…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;And right after I finished the game, one of the boys texted me. It was a nice surprise because I was just thinking of them (and their benevolence for lending me their comics =p) and because I haven't heard from any of them ever since we graduated from the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;It was relieving to hear from your old friends and know that they still think of you as a friend. I wish more people are like that. Unlike this person who add you as a friend in facebook but never say "hi".&lt;i&gt; Cih… baik xpayah&lt;/i&gt; add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8349840666676409866?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8349840666676409866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8349840666676409866' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8349840666676409866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8349840666676409866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/buus-fury.html' title='...buu&apos;s fury...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4580249183142359869</id><published>2010-09-27T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T04:57:42.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...cousin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;I didn't know I have a cousin staying in K17 in UPM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;But I found out that I do during last Raya. Never met her. Don't know what she looks like. Supposedly younger than me by two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Hmmh… lucky her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4580249183142359869?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4580249183142359869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4580249183142359869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4580249183142359869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4580249183142359869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/cousin.html' title='...cousin...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-924741684805813447</id><published>2010-09-14T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:40:16.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...high blood...</title><content type='html'>I am tempted to do my Discourse Analysis assignment cincai kong style. Although I know that I'm still young, I feel like I have high-blood pressure everytime the school opens. I absolutely loathe pair-works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I simply can't go on with my life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it. My blood pressure rising just by looking at the textbook... NoOoOoOoOo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna die because of excessive school assignments.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TJBqN7ycC1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1zogVIlkq1M/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TJBqN7ycC1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1zogVIlkq1M/s400/images.jpg" width="289" /&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/9031760244337625409-924741684805813447?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/924741684805813447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=924741684805813447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/924741684805813447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/924741684805813447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/high-blood.html' title='...high blood...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TJBqN7ycC1I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1zogVIlkq1M/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-5251848896398962825</id><published>2010-09-12T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:29:57.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...days before the murder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2iBNLKcMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nxuPryWijBY/s1600/P8280488+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2iBNLKcMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nxuPryWijBY/s320/P8280488+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The indigenous people's village in Tanjung Sepat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, like every other Malaysians... I'm utterly intrigued by the case. Did I mentioned about the tedious assignment for SKP2102 where we had to go interview the Mahmeri indigenous people of Tanjung Sepat? Well yeah, I went there with my group members on August 28. One thing I know for sure, none of us had the slightest idea that a grisly murder would take place in the area two days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember passing the hectic small 'pekan' of Banting. Shee Wei and Sook Li were pointing out KFC &amp;amp; Pizza Hut restaurants. None of us had been to the area and we thought that the indigenous people wouldn't have access to these 'luxuries'. Clearly, we are dead wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was in a bad mood (for I was fasting and doing field trip), I didn't let myself miss the beautiful scenery outside our Viva. The pekan Banting, hectic and lively. Pantai Morib, peaceful and serene. The vast 'ladang kelapa sawit' in between. The small rivers which reminded me of those in Kuching. Tanjung Sepat, our final destination, was joyous for there was a wedding in the 'kampung' where we were. Despite not being able to eat, I enjoyed our visit because we finished our task earlier than expected and because I got to see the unique wedding ceremony of the indigenous community at first hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2iDa-AhJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8FXd3jM3nNY/s1600/P8280483+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2iDa-AhJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/8FXd3jM3nNY/s320/P8280483+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A wedding in the village. As you can see, kelapa sawit is ubiquitous in the area.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. Everything was peaceful and seemed harmless. We really didn't think that some heartless people would hit some people to death, burn the bodies and scatter the ashes in a river, all in Tanjung Sepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so scary when Buletin Utama reported that the crime scene was in one of the 'ladang kelapa sawit' there. I felt angry. I was terrified. Malaysia is not a safe place to live. Or maybe the earth is not a safe place to live! How can some people kill because of money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I slept with the light on. I kept thinking that it was unsafe to let my guard down. But I needed sleep. And I also needed to be alert. I was imagining things like people entering our house, rob us then kill us without mercy. Might sound emotional to some people. But I really wish those murderers receive capital punishment. I'm saying this partly because of sympathy toward the victims' family and partly because of my own feelings. Cases like this gives me nightmares. I really have no idea how someone can have the urge to kill someone else......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2mcv0sG9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/jACo5YSnna0/s1600/sosilawati.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2mcv0sG9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/jACo5YSnna0/s320/sosilawati.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forensic team examining what are believed to be the remains of Datuk Sosilawati and three other victims.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-5251848896398962825?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/5251848896398962825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=5251848896398962825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5251848896398962825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/5251848896398962825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-going-on.html' title='...days before the murder...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TI2iBNLKcMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nxuPryWijBY/s72-c/P8280488+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8692530081951712782</id><published>2010-09-08T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:49:13.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...aubergines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TIeiFCiPU3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/nqP2qjwb1pQ/s1600/big_couch.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TIeiFCiPU3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/nqP2qjwb1pQ/s400/big_couch.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention that I am OBSESSED with aubergines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I am. Obsessed. With aubergines. Gonna try to cook this tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Chinese Eggplant with Hoisin Sauce &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img height="18" src="http://www.aubergines.org/images/ratings/5-0.gif" width="66" /&gt; (4 votes)&lt;/span&gt; 2 tablespoons sesame oil &lt;br /&gt;4 chinese eggplant, cut into 1/4 inch slices &lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons hoisin sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a wok or fry pan, heat sesame oil until hot. Add Chinese eggplant, cooking until tender. Toss with Hoisin sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So freaking simple. I adore Chinese cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8692530081951712782?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8692530081951712782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8692530081951712782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8692530081951712782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8692530081951712782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/aubergines.html' title='...aubergines...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TIeiFCiPU3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/nqP2qjwb1pQ/s72-c/big_couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-957159236275662332</id><published>2010-09-08T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T05:17:34.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...narcissists...</title><content type='html'>In the Greek legend, Narcissus loved gazing at his own reflection.  Today, according to Canadian psychologists, he'd be more likely to try  and persuade others to look at him by posting constant status updates on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TId-cwouBaI/AAAAAAAAAME/5o5hoj4e95k/s1600/narcissus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TId-cwouBaI/AAAAAAAAAME/5o5hoj4e95k/s400/narcissus.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new study from York University has found that both narcissists and  people with low self-esteem gravitate toward Facebook as a  self-promotional tool and tend to be heavier users of the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soraya Mehdizadeh examined the online habits and personalities of 100  Facebook users between 18 and 25 years old. She found that individuals  higher in narcissism and lower in self-esteem spent more time on the  site and filled their pages with more self-promotional content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We all know people like this. They’re updating their status every  five minutes and the photos they post are very carefully construed,"  says Mehdizadeh. "The question is, are these really accurate  representations of the individual or are they merely a projection of who  the individual wants to be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehdizadeh examined participants’ Facebook pages, looking for signs  of self-promotion in the 'about me' section, the main photo, the first  20 pictures on the 'view photos of me' section, notes, and status  updates.&lt;br /&gt;She defined self-promotion as any descriptive or visual information  that attempted to persuade others of one's own positive qualities. These  could include anything from facial expression - striking a pose or  making a face - right up to picture enhancement using photo editing software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the written sections, Mehdizadeh looked for positive adjectives, and self-promoting mottos.&lt;br /&gt;She then gave the participants standard personality tests - the  Rosenberg Self-Esteem Scale and the Narcissism Personality  Inventory.Mehdizadeh says she was struck by the fact that those with  lower self-esteem were more apt to use this social networking tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe the next question to be answered is whether or not the use of such&lt;span style="color: #346200;"&gt; websites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="kLink" href="http://www.tgdaily.com/unbalanced/51434-are-facebook-fiends-all-insecure-narcissists#" id="KonaLink2" style="color: black; position: static; text-decoration: underline ! important;" target="undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(52, 98, 0) ! important; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; position: static;"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 400; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;could be used to improve one’s self-esteem and overall sense of  well-being. This sort of finding may have great implications in the  lives of the socially anxious or depressed," she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehdizadeh also found that men displayed more self-promotional  content in the 'about me' and notes sections, whereas women demonstrated  more self-promotion in the main photo section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="byline"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="byline"&gt;Taken from TG Daily. By: &lt;span class="author"&gt;Emma Woollacott&lt;/span&gt; | &lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;Wed 8th Sep 2010, 03:58 am&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/9031760244337625409-957159236275662332?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/957159236275662332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=957159236275662332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/957159236275662332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/957159236275662332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/narcissists.html' title='...narcissists...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/TId-cwouBaI/AAAAAAAAAME/5o5hoj4e95k/s72-c/narcissus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-4133289060507467177</id><published>2010-09-03T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:21:46.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...vain...</title><content type='html'>You know... I've never heard of anyone who, the more he studies, the more he became ignorant. I actually prefer stupid. But let's use euphemism here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm talking about Stephen Hawking. He publicly announced his new view on religion. God did not create the universe. "It is not necessary to invoke God to light the blue touch paper and set  the universe going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reaction? Astaghfirullah... It's such a shame.. God gave him a brilliant mind. And he said God does not exist. Well Hawking... not everything can be explained by science. Don't let your intelligence get to your tiny head. Just because you explained the creation of universe, doesn't mean you're superior than God. Doesn't mean God doesn't exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-4133289060507467177?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/4133289060507467177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=4133289060507467177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4133289060507467177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/4133289060507467177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-know.html' title='...vain...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-840931113612791490</id><published>2010-09-02T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T17:57:47.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...2nd september 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="OneNote.File" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft OneNote 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.375in; margin-top: 0in; unicode-bidi: embed;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Unable to      concentrate on General Manager notes. Drifted quite a few times on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;rendang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; daging, satay and      Pepsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Management Operations tests      at 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Essay part was a disaster.      But felt indifferent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Chatted with Erene for      awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Went back to room. Did some      packing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Played Chrono Trigger.      Couldn't beat Lavos. Gave up after 10 minutes trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Switched on mp3. Outdated      playlist. Switched to novels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Got bored. Tried to sleep but      couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hoyo! A call from two best      friends, asking to hangout together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Lepak session with Ewan and      Dya. Resist ourselves from gossiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Played games.      Picked a favourite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; and count how many passer bys wear a bag with that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Ewan won. Since he picked      black. Cheater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Got bored after 30 minutes      counting. Played another game where we picked a song each and sang      together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Ewan picked Sailed On. I      picked Vindicated. But we got Dya's choice stuck in our heads for quite      sometime. She picked Yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Sang until we choked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Spent another 5 minutes      arguing what the song means. Didn't last long because we lost our voice      and felt super thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Spent another 10 minutes      observing passer bys in silence. Couldn't even manage to say a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Before we know it, it was      already 7.00pm. Said our farewells and parted our own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-840931113612791490?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/840931113612791490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=840931113612791490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/840931113612791490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/840931113612791490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/09/2nd-september-2010.html' title='...2nd september 2010...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-6154224867446906561</id><published>2010-08-28T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T19:29:31.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...korean infinite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/THnE-4A5n5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/KUSt5BF3QyA/s1600/infinite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/THnE-4A5n5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/KUSt5BF3QyA/s200/infinite.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It has been a long time since I last heard GOOD music. Well yeah... Se7en is good and Big Bang is great. But with them, I don't feel the way I do when I'm with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Infinite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Say hey to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Infinite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Their music has done nothing but impressed me greatly. Forget good looks, the First Invasion is what I've been looking for&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/THnFPzDm2HI/AAAAAAAAAL8/i0rmTSV3y20/s1600/infinite2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/THnFPzDm2HI/AAAAAAAAAL8/i0rmTSV3y20/s320/infinite2.jpg" /&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/9031760244337625409-6154224867446906561?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/6154224867446906561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=6154224867446906561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6154224867446906561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/6154224867446906561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/korean-infinite.html' title='...korean infinite...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8QyO-VOmV88/THnE-4A5n5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/KUSt5BF3QyA/s72-c/infinite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-1388124158101085213</id><published>2010-08-22T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:51:42.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...weird part 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="OneNote.File" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt; &lt;meta content="Microsoft OneNote 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night I had a weird dream. I was swimming in a pool full of black caimans… a.k.a.  crocodiles. I have no idea why I did what I did. But it was a dream right? You're  suppose to do weird stuff when you're dreaming right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I was struggling to get to the other side without being eaten. (OMG, that  sounds so cute). Then I saw a giant catfish. I really mean a giant catfish. I saw  it swallowed a crocodile whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Weird right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah. So weird. I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I talked to Ewan and Dya about it. Who else would listen? Ewan tried his best to interpret my  dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ewan: It's really not that hard to understand you know… it's like… you're doing this  dangerous thing, I don't know what. Just something…and it's dangerous. Maybe  you're swimming against the current, going against the norm. But then the  catfish saves you from the danger of being eaten… I don't know… That's how I see  it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Really? The catfish is my savior? I have no doubt that if it sees me next to a caiman, it  would eat me first… then the caiman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I would be damned if the dream is in truth a foresight of something. I don't want to go  against the norm. And I certainly wouldn't want to be eaten by something! *sigh*  These two people… they say the weirdest things sometime. And I think that's why I  kept hanging out with them. Because they've different ways of looking at  things. And they're weird. &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/9031760244337625409-1388124158101085213?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/1388124158101085213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=1388124158101085213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1388124158101085213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/1388124158101085213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/weird-part-2.html' title='...weird part 2...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-2038751362801870732</id><published>2010-08-20T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:41:41.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...interpretation of ours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;   &lt;meta content="OneNote.File" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;   &lt;meta content="Microsoft OneNote 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My thoughts shifted to The Interpretation of Ours. Mardia's query about my poem left me  feeling elated and pleased with myself.&amp;nbsp; The Interpretation of Ours is the title of a poem book written by the  students of BBL3101 A Survey of Prose Forms and Poetry in English. And I'm one of  those fortunate students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I said fortunate because my poem got preserved in a book. Unlike some people who wrote  poems their entire life and none of them was ever read by anyone. Although it  may only be read by my coursemates, it still pleases me so because Dr. Rosli  also got a copy of the book. And he was the one who got me into this poem  writing stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Initially, I hate writing poems. I have Shakespere to blame. His Sonnet 18 was an absolute torture to form 4 students in Malaysia. I got edgy when Dr. Rosli said  that we should write our very own poem for the book. Of course I would be. Poems  are so hard to understand. I don't know what makes a poem, a poem. I don't know  how some people find solace by reading Dahl's or Wilde's. I went to see Dr.  Rosli for guidance. He said I should write about things which are of  importance to me. He told me to look deeper… that even a trinket can make a great  literary piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;And so I went back to my room and took a good look at the mess that it was  in. That's when I saw my Lipton tea box. Well, my Lipton tea box may not be  of significance to anyone… but it sure is to me. And I pour out my feelings  in the form of a poem. In the poem, I was trying to say how on solemn  occasions, I always drink tea for comfort. And since then, I started writing poems  about things&amp;nbsp; I'm obsessed with… like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt; blue, my room, my Totoro  pillow, my perfume collection, the mirror, the chess pieces and many more. The only  love poem I ever wrote was the one I published in this blog before… which was  meant for G. And which I always think of as my masterpiece so far. Ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm greatly thankful to Dr. Rosli for doing what he did. Had he not pushed me, I would never  know the joy of writing poems. Here's the short poem I wrote for the book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About  Tea &lt;/span&gt;(by Mas Nur Aizzat! Yahoo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A cold winter night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You drink tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A tiring day at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You drink tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A fight with your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You drink tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An empty bank account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You drink tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A delinquent son and ungrateful daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You drink tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A dying husband with cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You drink tea&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/9031760244337625409-2038751362801870732?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/2038751362801870732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=2038751362801870732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2038751362801870732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/2038751362801870732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/interpretation-of-ours.html' title='...interpretation of ours...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-101712046597642654</id><published>2010-08-15T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:57:30.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...exchange students...</title><content type='html'>We were talking about the exchange students in our university. I'm not sure how many of them are here now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2nd semester of my first year, I did kind of try to submit an application to participate in the exchange program. But I shied away when I heard that I might have to extend another semester if the German university does not offer relevant English courses for me. And that was the end of that particular dream. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did participate in an exchange program before. I was 13. A program organized by Dedy's office in conjunction with PAMAJA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one very embarrassing incident when I was staying at my foster family in Kitakami-shi, Iwate. One morning, I went downstairs to greet my family and to get some breakfast and so I said "oyasumi!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nanase-chan, 9 years-old at that time, giggled and replied "ohaiyo!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished the earth would open up and swallow me. I said "good night" instead of "good morning".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also one time where my foster family and our neighbors planned to bring us all exchange students to a karaoke lounge. I wanted to be excused after having a heated argument with Idzam, another exchange student. Then a Japanese boy 2 or 3 years older than me stopped me in my track and handed me a bowl of ramen (we were having a barbecue at that time) and I tell him NO flatly and stormed off. I can't remember his name. But whenever I think back about this particular incident, I feel so guilty I can kill myself. That was so rude of me. And ungrateful. Because the next day, everyone fussed over me since they thought I was down with fever or headache or something when it was actually me throwing tantrums like a 5 year-old brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was also that "mistaken soy sauce identity". I mistook a cup of soy sauce for a drink. Well... you can't really say I'm a "baka" for not being able to tell the difference between the two. I mean, who in this whole wide world, pours soy sauce into a plastic cup right? (Them, obviously). Anyway, they stopped me from "drinking" the soy sauce and tried their best to explain to me that I should put some vermicelli in the cup &amp;amp; eat it like a bowl of ramen. All the time using Japanese language. See. Obviously there was a communication breakdown right then so you can't really blame me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Those were some memories I wish I can forget. If I could turn back time, I would do everything all over again, perfectly...and enjoy each moment to the fullest...go to that karaoke lounge with everyone...and eat that ramen I didn't get to eat with the Japanese boy. OMG. Now I really miss Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-101712046597642654?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/101712046597642654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=101712046597642654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/101712046597642654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/101712046597642654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/exchange-students.html' title='...exchange students...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-109188120182346489</id><published>2010-08-11T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:24:39.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...180...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;OMFG..!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw something terrible today. No wonder Deyna felt like committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eee. So weird lah how people can change 180 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deyna, please don't do something stupid. Remember God always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ijan, aku xtauk apa kau piker knektok. Just ingat jak apa kau polah dengan kawan2 kau. Your life, I know. You can do whatever you want lah tapi kau rasa berbaloikah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-109188120182346489?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/109188120182346489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=109188120182346489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/109188120182346489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/109188120182346489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/180.html' title='...180...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8683380524199705487</id><published>2010-08-11T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T19:26:57.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...murder...</title><content type='html'>I really feel like killing S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8683380524199705487?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8683380524199705487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8683380524199705487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8683380524199705487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8683380524199705487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/murder.html' title='...murder...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-7719675446777797619</id><published>2010-08-04T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T05:20:31.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...expletives...</title><content type='html'>I got Cola yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been upgraded to Windows 7. Looks cool. I think I'm gonna like it. Cola, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched SALT with my sister at GSC. It's the second time that I watched late night movies at mid valley. Weird. There were still people hanging around even though it is already 1.30 in the morning. We spent the night at Cititel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They serve kimchi during breakfast. Suddenly I love Cititel more than Boulevard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mean to a lot of people today. Initially, I was in a good mood earlier in the day. But I turned sour after Sociology class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Can't tell more. I can feel expletives and swearwords at the tip of my tongue. To avoid this post being labeled 18SG, I feel that I should stop right here. Have a good day minna-san~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dedy liked the kimchi I bought from Cold Storage. Yahoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-7719675446777797619?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/7719675446777797619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=7719675446777797619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7719675446777797619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/7719675446777797619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/08/expletives.html' title='...expletives...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-8103495361810392429</id><published>2010-07-28T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:30:50.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...fortune telling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="OneNote.File" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft OneNote 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;I'm taking&amp;nbsp; this anthropology subject which requires me to visit the indigenous people's village in Banting, Selangor. The whole thing gives me much headache. I have mixed feelings about going there with my group members. I'm not worried about my safety. In fact I think my group is the most secure since I've got the only male student in the class with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Something tells me that things would go wrong. Just my intuition. And it's always right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Damn this fortune telling ability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-8103495361810392429?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/8103495361810392429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=8103495361810392429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8103495361810392429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/8103495361810392429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/07/fortune-telling.html' title='...fortune telling...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9031760244337625409.post-512737353212005986</id><published>2010-07-27T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:32:19.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...cola...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="OneNote.File" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft OneNote 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Somebody asked me a weird question just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;"Does your laptop has a name?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I was momentarily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;confounded. Hmm… does he has a name? I'd always thought of it as a "he". Which means I have to give him a masculine name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;How about Cola? Cola sounds like a gender neutral name, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;I think lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Fine. From now on your name is Cola. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;Cola. Don't break down on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9031760244337625409-512737353212005986?l=themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/feeds/512737353212005986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9031760244337625409&amp;postID=512737353212005986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/512737353212005986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9031760244337625409/posts/default/512737353212005986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themelancholyofmasria.blogspot.com/2010/07/cola.html' title='...cola...'/><author><name>Masria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18076509055285292480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxDPtC9rrHc/TowqrJKcIRI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DJCl8xC0A_I/s220/avatar_728d735145dc_128.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
